Thanks to Sheila Wray Gregoire, my blog is up and running! And I am writing stuff like this…
I came out of a life of sexual abuse, bulimia, nervous breakdowns, depression and unforgiveness. I didn’t realize that God loved me and that He was more concerned with the inner me than He was with the outer me. The Bible says that the Lord does not see as mortals see. They look on the outward appearance but God, God, looks on the heart (1 Sam 16:7B).
There is an old saying. When you have reached the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on. A nervous breakdown was the end of my rope. But somebody told me about Jesus. Jesus ,who knew about my fears and my failures. Jesus-who loved me unconditionally. Jesus, who loved me so much that He died on the cross just for me. And rose from the dead—just for me! All I had to do was turn from my old life, ask Him to forgive me, ask Him to come into my life. And I did that very thing. After I invited Jesus into my life, I was a changed woman.
I had tried to stop the bulimia for 16 years. I couldn’t do it. Jesus gave me the strength to give it up. I learned that my depression was anger turned inward. And God gave me the strength to forgive my abuser.