I grew up as the tenth child in a family of twelve without being shown love and affection. As a child I desired to be loved and shown affection but I received none of these. I constantly had a reminder of my weaknesses and inadequacies so much that they became a problem to me, and I could not believe any other thing. When I was told I looked fine, I got excited and thought about it for many days because I found it hard to believe.

As an unbeliever I struggled with the feeling of rejection, anger, pain and depression, which constantly plagued me. When I got saved, I still could not believe that God loved me. I didn't understand what it meant to be loved. I found it hard to relate to people because I could not love them since I didn't love myself. Over the years, I erected walls around me to prevent people from hurting me, but these walls prevented me from loving people, accepting them and from knowing the love of God. But the day Pastor Nkechi hugged me, I felt those walls crumbling down and for the first time in my life I understood that the love of God is pure, holy and beautiful.

Pastor, thank you for showing me God's love.