Growing up, if you had asked me what I was most passionate about, I would’ve said volleyball.  

I lived and breathed the game—I was always on the court, pushing myself, focused on wins, teamwork, and personal growth. And while there’s nothing wrong with loving a sport, my mom could sense that I was searching for something deeper and more meaningful. 

                                                                                                                                                                         The summer after my freshman year of college, she came to me with an idea that, looking back, I now know was divinely inspired. She had been praying, asking the Lord to show her how I might discover a greater calling—something that could stir my heart and give me a bigger vision for my life beyond athletics.   

What she heard in prayer was simple: “Show her Unplanned.”    

I didn’t know it then, but that movie would change everything.    

At the time, I had only a vague understanding of what abortion really was. I had briefly learned about dilation and curettage (D&C) in high school, but it was explained in such a clinical, detached way that it didn’t feel real. It was just another term in a health textbook. I didn’t know how common abortion was. I didn’t realize it was a billion-dollar industry. And I certainly hadn’t grasped the human reality behind it—the lives lost, the women wounded, and the deep cultural silence surrounding it all.        

Ten minutes into watching Unplanned, I had to pause the movie. I was already crying so hard I couldn’t take it anymore. I ran upstairs, called my best friend on the phone, and just bawled—trying to process what I had just seen. I couldn’t fully explain it to her; I just knew I was overwhelmed. Something in me was breaking open.        

When I finally made it through the entire film, I couldn’t sleep. I lay awake in bed with my mind racing and my heart pounding. I had to put on worship music to relax and calm down. The presence of God felt near—but so did the weight of everything I had just learned. From that moment on, I couldn’t stop thinking about it. The truth I had just encountered wouldn’t leave me alone—and honestly, I didn’t want it to.          

I wanted to do something, anything, but I didn’t know where to begin. I didn’t even realize there was an entire pro-life movement out there. It wasn’t until a friend from college mentioned the Students for Life of America (SFLA) group on our campus that I even heard the term “pro-life group.” I had no idea what that meant or what they did, but I figured I’d give it a shot. That single decision opened the door to a whole new world for me. I had found my people—and I had found my purpose.    

Around that same time, I had a moment that, in hindsight, felt deeply connected. I was working as a DoorDash driver to make some extra money and one day, I got a delivery order that led me to a Planned Parenthood. I felt an overwhelming sense of darkness and discomfort the second I pulled up. It was almost like a spiritual weight pressing down on me. I didn’t know why I felt that way, but I couldn’t shake the sense that something was wrong. I remember thinking, I’m not supposed to be here. It was just a delivery, but something in my spirit recognized the truth before my mind had fully caught up.      

After watching Unplanned, that experience made even more sense. My heart and eyes were being opened—and God wasn’t wasting a moment to ensure I understood the significance.  

I began researching and learning as much as I could. The more I discovered, the more I knew this wouldn’t just be a phase or a temporary interest—this was a calling. I wanted to devote my life to ending abortion. I wanted to base my entire career on defending the dignity of the preborn and walking with women through unplanned pregnancies. I had finally found what I was made for.      

I started small—getting involved on campus, joining conversations, attending trainings, and helping with events. Before long, I stepped into leadership roles, organizing displays, hosting educational initiatives, and becoming a visible voice for Life. It wasn’t always easy. There were moments of discouragement, awkward conversations, and pushback from peers. But the reward? Incomparable.        

After graduating from Cedarville University, I had the opportunity to work at a Pregnancy Help Center (PHC). That season was life-changing. Over the course of my time there, I helped more than 40 women choose life for their babies—women who had originally come in seeking abortion. It was an actual spiritually growing experience. At that center, we didn’t just talk about being pro-life—we lived it. We empowered women. We walked with them. We met them where they were. We did what Planned Parenthood will never do: offer real hope, real help, and real support.                      

Each woman who chose life wasn’t just a “success story”—she was a soul God placed in our path for a reason. Each of those moments reminded me why I’m in this fight and why I will never stop.                              

Today, I serve as the Pennsylvania Regional Coordinator for Students for Life, and I still think about that summer—how it all started with a film, a prayer, and a mom who saw something in me I hadn’t yet seen in myself.    

Now, my passion isn’t just about winning volleyball games—it’s about winning hearts, defending life, and empowering others to do the same. This mission has become the most important calling of my life, and I am so thankful to be walking in it.  

To every donor and supporter reading this, thank you. Your generosity makes stories like mine possible. You’re not just funding events or flyers—you’re lighting the spark in students ready to rise and lead. You’re helping open eyes and change hearts. And you’re equipping the next generation to be fearless in the face of a culture that desperately needs truth.      

If you had told me a few years ago that I’d passionately advocate for the preborn, train student leaders, and boldly stand in the public square for life, I wouldn’t have believed you. But here I am—and I’ve never been more confident that I’m exactly where God wants me to be.      

Because when He calls, He equips. And sometimes, all it takes is a movie, a prayer, and a moment of conviction to start living purposefully. 

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