I became so involved in science and food research that I ended up meeting people who took me to study abroad, something I had never considered at the time. I ended up doing my Master’s degree in Spain where life far from my friends and family became a burden. In solitude I noticed how much I used to run from myself, my feelings and my anger. I became so frustrated with life that I ended up isolated from the people I met in Spain. That was until one day when a person called Belinda changed the route of my life by inviting me to a Christian church. Of course, I rejected the invitation the first few times. What does the church have to do with me? How is Jesus going to help me? Isn’t he dead? Belinda didn’t give up and the third time she came with an invitation I could not reject. “Come to the church on Sunday, your friend Lea (as I am calling her in this story) is coming too because we are having a party with pizza.” I frowned in surprise hearing that my Buddhist friend had accepted the invitation, but my first question was: “Is it free?” Belinda answered: “Yes” … and that’s how I stepped into a Christian church for the first time in my life. At the beginning it was a bit strange. People were acting as I had never seen before: peacefully. I started reading the Bible and it totally fitted with me, some parts I didn’t understand but people in the church were keen to teach me. I also understood how Jesus is alive!