I was at a Church prayer meeting last night and we were sharing about things that have occurred in our lives.
“The confidence of my calling enables me to overcome every difficulty without shame, for I have an intimate revelation of this God. And my faith in him convinces me that he is more than able to keep all that I’ve placed in his hands safe and secure until the fullness of his appearing.” 2 Timothy 1:12
At one stage in my life, I tried to take it.
Prior to that, I felt like suicide was the easy way out because “those people were obviously selfish.” But that was coming from my pain of losing one of those closest to me, years before.
Feeling lost and alone, even with people around me, I could see no other way to stop the emotions of helplessness.
Last night, at the prayer meeting, I talked with God over my thankfulness that my story didn’t end.
I am thankful that the voice telling me that I was useless, worthless and better off dead, didn’t triumph.
I now realise that I was listening to the wrong voice but there are still so many of us that struggle with this…
People do not know Jesus and this breaks my heart but there are also Christian’s who find it hard to believe the One who comforts us in times of need. The One who gives unconditional love and peace when life around us is falling apart. The One that formed and created us to soar in this world and the One who died so that we could live.
I am not ashamed.
I tell my story because, it’s not over and I want others to know that they can do all things in Christ, who gives them strength.