For most of my life I have believed in Christ and The Lord. I fell away in my late teens and early 20′s, but He brought me back to Him.
Six and a half years ago I found a church to call home. Three and a half years ago I dedicated myself to that church and became a member.
I did not know then that I had mental issues. It is such a struggle for me to keep my way with the church clean when I am ill.
There is NOTHING I want more than to serve Christ and to go to Heaven; To be His child. But when I become ill I find my mind becoming a spiritual death trap and the devil uses that against me every chance he gets.
I often wonder why this illness has been brought to my attention–I know, I know– Who am I to question His ways? But I think there must be a good reason for it…
To humble my proud spirit? To help me see His influence in my life more clearly? To teach me patience and longsuffering? Definitely longsuffering; and maybe even just a little, to let His light shine through me….