One night at a church camp my peers and I were encouraged during a time of worship to "let go" of whatever had been holding us back and embrace the freedom that Jesus offers us. At the time, I was struggling with condemnation and shame, finally having to stare it in the face after carrying it for so long. And I did what they wanted. I let it all burn away under the grace and love of my Savior. But in my heart, I still had doubts: what would happen if my shame returned? What would happen if nothing ever changed? I still struggle with doubts, just like any believer. But I understand now that while my feelings may change, my God never will.