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Stats: 36 year old stay at home mom to two elementary school age boys. Live in Indiana, USA. Been married for almost 13 years. I sometimes sell "vintage" things online on eBay or Etsy for extra money, but this blog is really not about that. This blog is about many things, like talking to God and learning about Jesus and the Bible, finding peace at being my own unique self that God made me to be, journaling, gratitude, poetry, and just my view of life. I am very introverted, and others tend to view me as a bit odd. I have an issue of feeling that I am "unacceptable", "misunderstood", and "abandoned", even though it probably is not true. Not true at all.
I love my children, my husband, art, books, baking, vintage things, photography, volunteering at school, and quiet places, just to name a few. I like to write things down, make lists, and take notes. I have a spiritual gift of Mercy. I see potential in every human being. I am also pretty comical, and crack myself up much of the time, usually with the help of my two funny boys and/or my large hairy man. This little known to others trait comes in handy for a person who has been chronically depressed most of her life...
I am a new follower of Jesus. I have never attended church regularly or know anything about what it means to be a true Christian, but I am learning more each day. I have previously suffered from depression for most of my teenage years and adult life thus far. The depression has been such a heavy burden for too many years, and I am finally ready to live the life that God promised me. I am just now, in the year 2010... finished. being. miserable.
I want you to know that sometimes, those around you who are suffering and for whom you do not know how to help, simply, are just not finished being miserable yet. Eventually, in time, the person who is in pain finally becomes so very disgusted at their situation. Then, and it is only then, I believe, that a "different" way of life is planted in their soul. At that solitary moment in time....
they get outraged at the depression (or the alcohol, or the drugs, or the eating disorder, or the violence, or the *enter your own situation here*), and,
their eyes begin to open,
and their walls begin to crumble with that first tiny stone dropping lightly to the ground.
Then, little by little, the wimpy little life of the person you once knew, will begin the process of change.
Perhaps your prayers have been answered, you see.
Not too long ago, by coincidence (or something greater), it came to my attention that God could help cure me from depression, via the television, and a gifted woman named Joyce Meyer.
Not Oprah or Dr. Phil.
Not my husband.
Not my mom, my sister, or my long dead daddy.
This book called The Bible would tell me how to do it. I have learned so far that God is also the Father of a most beautiful young man named Jesus who was brought forth into this world to teach us how to Love One Another, and through His life and crucifixion He has taken away our sins, if we want him to. He has paid the price, so we don't have to anymore. We give Him the broken, pathetic, screwed-up mess that we are, and in return He gives us...all that He is! Wow! What a deal!
Jesus and God are helping my teeny tiny defunct heart and brain to grow stronger each day. With Their help,
I am finding the knowledge to fight,
the power to love,
and the perseverance to win.