I think that one of the things, that carries me through all of my days, is my strong faith in God. Every day, I pray, usually for someone else, but on my worst days I have pray for me. And God listens to me, answering and fulfilling countless prayers for me. My Pastor has called me a "Vessel", in other words, a conduit to God. Strangers and people I barely know, constantly confide in me their problems and life stories. I usually just listen, sometimes offering advice, if I have any. Most of the time I know that God has heard their stories through me, and I just pray. I don't go to church as often as I should, and I haven't opened a Bible since I was a child, when I read it extensively. I just know that to talk to God and to feel the presence of the Lord is what is really important.
But at times, I wonder if my ability to feel the presence of God, is a delusion. You see, a year and a half ago, I also felt the presence of Satan. I was in a bad state of mind, and refused to go to church for months because I felt that I was being followed by Satan, and didn't want to bring Satan into such a holy place like church. Fortunately, this paranoid delusion went away, after treatment.
Delusion or no delusion, I will not give up my faith in God. When I am falling apart God is there to listen, when people are often not.
I feel You, Lord. I know that You have granted me a most difficult journey in life, but You gave it to me because I am brave, strong, compassionate , and full of love for others. With You, Lord, I want to help as many people suffering with mental illness as possible.
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