He could have fixed me...

I have always been grateful that my dad, Mike Wells, taught me that God is bigger than the Bible. As a child I struggled to read because of dyslexia, and I worried I would never really know God. My dad said something simple but life-changing: go to the source. Don’t stop at the book — go to the One who wrote it. Go to the One who died for you.

Even before I accepted Christ, I would talk to God in searching. I would say, “If You are truly bigger than the Bible, show me Your love. Teach me who You are.” The remarkable thing is that our God still works on us even before we accept Him. He hears the searching heart. He showed Himself to me, and that is why I accepted Him.

I still remember sitting under the deck of our home, the rain pouring down, tears streaming as I cried out to the Lord. That was the moment I said yes. Not because I was strong, but because I was broken and flawed and desperately wanted Him to fill the emptiness. That’s when He met me.

What stands out to me most is this: my dad could have stepped in as the fixer. He could have given me answers, tried to patch my pain, or rescued me from my lowest points. But instead, he chose to point me to the Lord. He knew only God could meet me in those places. That choice shaped everything. I would not have the relationship with God that I have today if my dad had tried to be my savior. I am forever grateful.

Life hasn’t been easy. I have battled depression, sadness, self-harm, loneliness, suicidal thoughts, anxiety, even seasons of wrestling with same-sex attraction. The bully has always been after me. But even in my lowest places, I remember my dad saying, “Go to God.” That simple habit carried me through when nothing else could.

And so today I just want to say thank you — to my dad for showing me where true joy and hope are found, and to the Lord for using him to shape my walk. Because of the relationship my dad fostered between me and God, I now get the privilege of guiding others the same way. Every day, I get to point people to Christ… just like my dad pointed me.