I grew up in a Christian home with an older sister and an older brother and happily married parents. My parents were missionaries for a while, so as you can imagine, we were always in the church and always on retreats and always doing our best to bring people to Christ.
I can’t remember the specific date and time or even what age I was when I was saved, but I can honestly say that I’ve believed in the power of Christ for as long as I can remember. I identified myself as a follower of Christ before I ever identified myself as Alexandria Isais, and maybe that was because of the innocence of the little Sunday School girl I was.
When I was six years old, I started attending the Word Of Life Florida Youth Camps for one week out of the summer. Every summer from 2004 – 2014, I was a camper at what I liked to call the best camp in the universe. Camp was my place to give everything I had to God while being surrounded by people who loved Him as much as I did. It gave me a spiritual high that lasted the whole year, which apparently was quite rare according to my cabin-mates.
It wasn’t until I went into middle school that my faith started to fall. I was surrounded by curse words, profanity, and bullying. I did everything I could to stand up for my faith but at the end of the day, it never seemed to be enough, and at that point I decided to give up on trying to bring people to Christ. Instead, I just wanted them to realize it on their own without my help.
The beginning of high school was especially hard on me and my parents. I lived in a neighboring town to the high school that I wanted to go to, but the school board wouldn’t allow me to attend Spruce Creek because I lived on the “opposite side” of the county and they were “over-populated”. Spruce Creek had everything I wanted in a high school: an International Baccalaureate Programme, a Jazz Program, a fantastic music department, and an array of clubs that you couldn’t find anywhere else. The school board wanted me to choose between three schools “closer” to me, three schools that didn’t offer what Spruce Creek did. I want to say that my faith wasn’t shaken, and to this day my parents will say that, but deep down I know that I was just one more appeal rejection away from giving up completely. Fortunately, it never came to that since we decided to go the extra mile and pick up and move so that I could attend the high school of my dreams.
High school was absolutely fantastic, I mean talk about living the dream! I was making good grades, I was making good friends, I was progressing in my band program, and I was joining some really great clubs. I even got myself an awesome boyfriend! We dated (officially and unofficially) for about two years, and let me tell you, it was magical. I wanted to spend all of my time with him, and he made me the happiest girl in the world. Unfortunately this became unhealthy. He became an idol to me in that he came first to my faith and my morals and pretty much everything else. When I talked to him about this, things got a little (very) messy and it ended with a devastating break up and a very depressed Alexandria.
I fell into this rut; I didn’t know who I was without him. A few long months of really sad thoughts and I decided that I was over it all. I was done being sad. I needed to find the happiness I once had. I turned to Christ and without fail I felt so much better. Slowly but surely I was putting my trust back in Him. He restored me of my brokenness and it was like a brand new and improved Alexandria arose from the ashes of the explosion that had been that year.
So here I am today, putting my complete trust in Him. Sure some of my days are hard and some of my thoughts aren’t always happy, but I can tell you that I will never find the happiness that I have in Christ anywhere else.