I grew up in the church. I went to church every Sunday morning. I also went to a lot of Sunday and Wednesday evening services. I was very active in the youth group. I always thought I was a pretty good kid but looking back I realized how different I was at church compared to how I acted at school. I walked the line all through high school; I was blessed with great friends who had a positive influence on me. I firmly believe if I had different friends I would have been on the wrong side of the line.
The best decision I made was putting my trust in God and choosing to live at the Christian campus house at MU my freshman year. I still believe my life and walk with God would look completely different if I had lived in the dorms my freshman year. God surrounded me with amazing people, like Roy Weace. All my friends helped me grow in my faith; life was pretty easy for me till my second semester of my sophomore year of college.
I got very sick with ulcerative colitis. It’s hard for me to talk about but I will say it was rough. I spent six years trying to gain control of my health, oh on top of everything I was always fatigue and had an enormous amount of weight loss all at once. I became depressed; I also experienced social anxiety and preferred to not leave the house. By 2006 I finally agreed to have surgery; the details of the surgery aren’t pretty so if you want to you can look it up on your own time. I had a surgery called the J-pouch at the mayo clinic. I weighed 138 lbs. the morning of my surgery and felt as though I could not go on anymore.
I weigh 270 lbs. now so I guess the surgery went a little too well. I can honestly say I would not be here today if it were not for my family, friends and my faith. Without my faith and mom always there to take care of me I would have given up. Sorry I’m not the greatest writer and I know I left a lot out but I hope this helps give you a little insight to how I became who I am today.
Growing up I always wanted to do mission work but when I got sick I kind of gave up on the idea of becoming a missionary. I figured God had other plans for me, and I couldn’t be happier his plan was Rachelle. But that’s another story.