When I was 16 years old I had become somewhat of a soccer star — or, at least, I liked to think so. It became my life. But during my junior year of high school, one of my good friends tore her ACL and couldn’t play. Fear struck me. What if that happened to me? Who would I be? Many nights I would sit in my room crying. At this same time, my dad realized that he had never been a spiritual leader to our family. The Lord put on his heart to share the Gospel with me over several months. The Lord opened my eyes, and I gave my life over to Jesus. From that moment, God changed my identity. I eventually gave up soccer — something I felt the Lord calling me to do. By letting go, God used me for so much more. I realized that all my striving amounted to nothing. Christ is the one who defines me. And that gives me consistent joy.
— Hannah Lane, Pinelake Reservoir