Thank you Lord.

October 20, 2012
By Anonymous

I was brought up in a Catholic church since I was first born. Then I converted to Christianity because it made more sense to me. But while I was there they taught me about many things, the one that stuck with me the most was how Jesus endured the tremendous amount of torture for us. I remember asking my Sunday school teacher why did he do that? She looked down at me and smiled, “Because he loves you.” I was speechless. I couldn’t wrap my head around the immense amount of love that he must’ve had for us. From then on I began praying, talking to Jesus as if he were my best bud. I loved it. Sometimes i’d pray for thirty minutes thanking him that I woke up that morning and telling him how my day went. I felt at peace.
As time went by I started to drift off from the righteous path and began going into a deep depression once my dad left me and my mom. It got worse when I was in adolescence. “What did I do to have Jesus leave my side?” is what I kept on thinking. Because I was young and arrogant I started doing drugs and fighting people that just looked at me wrong. I hadn’t prayed for at least nine or ten years. Fast forward to last year’s week before Christmas and I experienced my first panic attack. It was the scariest thing that I have been through in my entire life. It felt as if my whole world was caving in on me. The cold feeling of complete and utter terror was the only thing on my mind. I started thinking that this was my last night on earth. I did the only thing that could possibly help me get through that night. I got down on my knees and prayed. And as he always does he answered my prayer and gave me comfort. Even though I was led astray he found me again and helped me in my time of need. Then I realized that it wasn’t him that left my side, it was me that left his side. Ever since that day I have been clean of all drugs and have been praising our lord and saviour, Jesus Christ by going back to my tabernacle and helping out whenever I can.To be honest, I am the happiest I have been in my whole life, and it’s all thanks to Jesus.

The author's comments:
I am by all means no saint nor a pastor. I just wanted to share my story in hope to enlighten those who are having a rough time.

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