Sydney Eyre's Story

I believed my dad was in prison because I wasn't a good enough Christian. He couldn’t be there for us. I was lost, numb, and in a bad relationship with my mom. I felt I needed to be the adult. We would go days without talking, and I’d find any reason to leave the house. I stopped caring and shut off all emotion. My mom was falling apart and I tried everything I could to help, but nothing worked. I started blaming myself. I broke down and prayed one last time, and for the first time, in a long time, I felt! I felt HIS warmth, a LITERAL embrace, I could barely breathe, but it felt so good! I felt TRUE love for the first time. I fought so hard to keep going and took on the responsibilities of keeping my family safe and myself in school, but the one thing that made me prosper and gave me happiness was letting God take care of me, and everyone around me.

Through PCC I learned that God loves me for who I am, even when I sin, He loves me. I was very thirsty for a deeper relationship with Jesus when I entered PCC! My thirst is quenched. I’m challenged to be more disciplined and to evaluate myself, not blame God. This community values each other, respects each other, and is always looking out for one another. I'm growing by staying in the scripture. When rough times come, I read, pray, and listen to God. I take delight in my new identity as a child of God, not as a child of a messy situation and big mistakes.


So many people have helped me through my trust issues, people who know I can depend on, and it makes me happy to know that I am apart of the body of Christ with PCC, and things have changed with my family. My mom is alive, has a job, and cares about life once again. My dad is a Christian worshiping God behind bars. It's amazing.I know God is protecting him. Although it has taken 8 years, my family is healing, and God is growing us to His own liking.