I’m going to say it right off the top. I’m a messed up person.
All my years on this earth i have been struggling. At an early age i was put with this stigma, being told i was crazy by family and friends. I pushed through all that, somehow convincing myself i was fine.
For quite sometime i was just fine. I had separated myself from my family and all my supposed friends that i felt caused me me so much pain. I was in a new place and made new friends. Friends that were just as messed up as me.
Then that stopped working. So i went home. Then once again i was fine. My family had noticed i had changed. That i had grown up. However, i still hurt inside. I was lonely and scared. I always seem to be lonely and scared.
I would tell myself that if i just did this or did that i would be happy. If i found a real friend or started working from home. But there is always an empty spot in my heart.
Now i wound up in Alabama away from everyone i know because of all this. Feeling as though my world was crumbling almost daily. Something had to be done and now! I couldn’t continue to live this way. I deserve better and so do my kids.
So when my world disappeared ad i know it i searched my heart. Something told me to go to church. I found a non-denominational church close to home.
This place was filled with love. I felt it from the moment i walked in the door. But i had a hard time accepting all of it at first.
My mom had raised me in the Lutheran church, but as a teenager i pushed Christianity under the bus. I thought that it was all fake. Instead i tried to finf solace in other religions.
I had predispositioned myself to question truth.
Now i reached a point where the question was no longer is this true? But rather, why do i have such a hard time seeing the truth.
If i can believe in witchcraft, Tao, and any other religion i tried to fill that emptiness with than why can’t i believe in the word?
My conclusion, i have spent so much time looking for truth that when i see it i can’t see it.
When i realized this i finally opened my heart up. I let the word in my heart.
Something amazing happened since then. I no longer feel lonely. I no longer feel scared. I’m not going to say things are perfect. Life isn’t perfect.
I have found the best friend i could ever have. I don’t need to scroll through my phone book looking for someone to talk to. I just look at the sky and talk. I am always listened to. And he is never ever to busy for me.
I am free.
Thanks for stopping by. Pleasant journey to you. Till next time. 🙂
P.S. sorry about any grammar errors. I’m posting from my phone.