Random 2: Oh But God Isn’t Done…
So here it is in black and white. I need to give Hope a little more credit than the last post. Let me be totally honest with the Xanga community and share my feelings…
For a while I’ve been suffering with depression. I am sure it was bad enough at a point to be medicated but I knew that this went beyond myself and more had something to do with me and God. So to make a long story shortER, I hit a low point, God came, broke me, changed me, and now I am a better person for the whole experience.
Now as my depression began to “heal” I had a lot of tough spiritual things happen to me because of the way depression can mess with your mind. God saw this and had mercy on me (which I am 110% thankful). God provided me Hope.
At this time Hope stepped in and helped me out in a big way. She listened. All this time God had me talk to Him about it. Then when He broke me, and began to help me out of depression He took mercy on me and gave me a human to listen to me and give me verbal in-my-face feedback.
I was also physically sick from some type of food poisioning and that mixed with depression and stress, comes out for a nasty combo. Hope would visit me on my really bad days just to sit and watch TV with me. She’d stop in to bring me food on my better (less sick) days. Hope would call me to find out how I was and would be sensative to my voice and tone and would tell me when she thought I was putting on a “happy face” for her.
For someone who is depressed this is like, beyond words. I can’t even describe how that made me feel, it was so much of a help. Even on the days that she didn’t feel well or had a bad day, she’d put her things aside to help me. Not once did she complain and she’d always make sure I was doing the best I could be before she’d leave.
So Hope when you read this, thank you. Thank you for being a friend, a Christian, and just for being you. God uses you more than you know and used you in a huge way to help one of His hurting children out.
So if you don’t know her, you should. She’s a great friend and an all around great person.
With that, I give my thanks and what I feel is a proper thanks to Hope and to God for taking care of me through this rough time in life.
On a happier note, I have “fully” recovered. I have my moments, but they’re short and God typically is there to help me walk. God contiunes to bless me and to take care of me.
Now I can sleep,
John Boy