He Lifted Me Out!

After plenty of procrastination on my part, I have finally decided to sit down to write this post.

As many of you may have gathered from my writing in December through January, I was in a pit. A spiritual and emotional pit. Those weeks during that time, were the scariest of my life. Honestly, I don't even remember how it started and what triggered it, all I remember, was somewhere, I started getting depressed, and one thing led to another.

I began to experience thoughts that I never had before. A thought would come into my head and keep getting bigger and bigger, and the harder I tried to push it out, the more firmly rooted it seemed to become. They were absolutely horrible thoughts, and the gravity of these thoughts alone, quickly, like a weed, began to tangle around my mind.

Many long nights were spent around the table; Dad, Momma, and me as I cried and they comforted, counseled, and prayed. - I thank God daily for the wonderful parents that I have. My dear parents are so wonderful loving, faithful, and strong, I sometimes wonder how I was so blessed as to ended up with them. But I know that God knew best when He gave them to me, knowing that I would need the parents that I have to help lead me and guide me as I grow and learn. -

As the thoughts became worse, I became fearful, I lost my appetite, walked around in misery, and even began to lose sleep. Obviously, I was not happy and wanted a way out of the whole ordeal, but didn't know how to get control of the situation. I spent time in prayer, I spent time in God's Word, I spent time thinking, and talking it out with my parents, but things only seemed to spiral downward. I was feeling desperate, as I sank deeper into the mire with every attempt to escape.

Looking back, those days all seemed to blur together, and I can safely and without exaggeration, consider them the worst in my life. One day, while thinking and praying, the Lord showed to me, that I was not trusting in Him. While that may seem over simplified to you, when I dug through layers of the issue, I began to see that the root of my problem was my lack of trust and faith in my Lord. While I was lacking in faith, Satan seized the opportunity and began to fill my mind with the thoughts. Like a cloudy, overcast day, even though the Sun is still there, you can't see it, and the thoughts were like clouds cloaking my soul and leaving me praying and using every ounce of faith that I had in me. Honestly, it was the Lord who sustained me. My faith was not strong enough to support me, it was only the Lord who kept me going...

"Fear not for I have redeemed you; I have called you by your name; You are Mine. When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and through the rivers, they shall not overflow you. When you walk through the fire, you shall not be burned, nor shall the flame scorch you. For I am the Lord your God, The Holy One of Israel, Your Saviour;" Isaiah 43:1-3

Isn't it a wonderful promise?! Through our trials, God will sustain us and uphold us. When we go through them, He will be there with us. Hold on, steadfastly to the Lord. Hang on during the hard times, and keep your eyes fixed on the Saviour.

In conclusion, it comes down to trusts. It is all about trust. Trust in God, and His plan for your life. He will never leave you or forsake you. He does not give you wrong thoughts, although He may allow you to experience them for our own personal benefit; growing in our faith. It was not until I put my trust in the Lord, that God began to lift me out of the pit. My life is a journey, and while I am still in "recovery-mode", I am improving by leaps and bounds! Everyday I find reason to rejoice in the grace of our Lord Jesus. His redeeming power and un-ending Love.

That is my testimony so to speak, of God's great mercy in my life and how He is growing me. I would continue to covet your prayers as I become closer to Jesus Christ everyday!

Jesus Saves!