Hello, my name is Samuel. I’m Argentine, living in Barcelona, and this is my story of how I met Jesus.
When I was 16, I started going out with friends, partying, going to clubs… everything seemed fine on the outside, but inside, I knew something wasn’t right. None of that filled my life. I would be there, but my mind kept thinking that maybe I shouldn’t be, and I felt empty.
My parents attended church and always talked to me about Jesus, encouraging me to have an encounter with Him. But I didn’t want to listen. They knew I wasn’t okay and wanted to handle life on my own. Still, something was stirring in my heart. Every conversation with them would shake me inside, and I didn’t want to admit it. That feeling grew stronger and more frequent—a need to fill the emptiness inside me. I felt increasingly drawn to keep listening, but I still denied it.
Every time I went out partying, right in the middle of the chaos, I felt my parents’ words within me. I decided to stop fighting it because I couldn’t deny that it was the love of Jesus—I had no other explanation for what I was feeling.
One Sunday morning, my parents invited me to a Christian concert at a church. I had just come back from a club a few minutes earlier, but I decided to go anyway. I fell asleep on the bus, I fell asleep on one of the church benches… I was like a zombie. I was exhausted, but inside, I said, “I can’t be here like this. I need God to help me.”
During the songs, I stood up and lifted my hands to the sky. I began to cry and felt God Himself saying to me: “I brought you here. I love you. I am here!”
On one of those many nights out, I felt like I was in a strange body. My soul felt completely broken, and my body was just carrying me around without energy or purpose. I looked around and realized that Jesus was calling me. I had heard of Him as a child, but seeing my friends slumped on couches, unable to move from the state they were in, I felt that something was wrong. I knew I needed something better in my life.
From that moment, I began seeking Jesus. My parents helped me, and I was able to have a real encounter with Him. I also started praying, asking God for help.
Since that day, I have never felt that emptiness again. Now, I can enjoy my life in peace, and wherever I am, I know my place—and that He alone can fill every empty space in my heart.
Maybe you’ve often felt like you’re in a strange body, like something inside you is missing—maybe love, attention, or something else. Whatever your situation, I want to encourage you to approach Jesus without fear, knowing that He is calling you with love so that you can start living a free, full, and abundant life.