I sit here in the early morning, well not early its 10:37am right now and I just woke up. No class today, just work till 2:30.
I been sitting here thinking of my life how much it has changed in so little time, well to me it is. I am still taking it all in.
6 years ago- my sister was murdered. I believed in God, I knew Jesus died for me, I didn't know about salvation though. Didn't know about a relationship with God. About quiet times. I just thought good deeds were it.
The crazy thing is that my sister had given her life to Jesus a month before she died. It is crazy but amazingly perfect! When she told me that she gave her life to Jesus I did not understand it fully.
5 years ago- I hated God. I had just fell from there. After her death it seemed like life was just full of crap that I was alone at this life. While my family grieved I had to carry all the weight. My family would come crying to me and I would have to comfort them and no one would comfort me not even my family. Then my parents where starting to fall apart worst, I always thought it was my fault, I kept hearing it was (by the devil, lies in my head). Also, it was my first year in high school, it was hard because my sister was not there she was my role model.
4 years ago- I quit believing in God, in any god. The pain got so unbareable that I was like "There must not be a God, because why would he let me be hurting like this so much. Why hasn't he came to save me, where is he?" I was one of those "Where is your God?" people. My parents got a divorce at this time, it was an ugly divorce... and still is...
Between the 5-3 years ago I was scratching words into my arms with sharp objects and the words I would write were like "forsaken" (that was by big one), "lies", "hate" ummm I don't remember it all. The song Chop Suey from System of A Down was like mine.
3 years ago - I started searching for a God for help. For some reason I started searching for God again, I was at the point of actually committing suicide, I over dosed twice and nothing happend <<< I give my survival to God. There was this Relient K song they kept showing on MTv, Be My Escape, it described what I felt so perfect, so I went to by the cd (not knowing they were Christian) and when I got back home, I started listening to the cd and when it came to track 4 I froze and repeated and listen to it again. The end of it is what got me,
When I got tired of running from you
I stopped right there to catch my breath
There your words they caught my ears
You said, “I miss you son. Come home”
And my sins, they watched me leave
And in my heart I so believed
The love you felt for me was mine
The love I’d wished for all this time
And when the doors were closed
I heard no I told so’s
I said the words I knew you knew
Oh God, Oh God I needed you
God all this time I needed you, I needed you
When I heard these words I started crying, something in my heart got me, I felt something around me. I was just crying and crying. I pulled out the bible my mom had given me a year before, hoping that I would find God again and know that He loves me. I opened to the pslams and I forgot how but i ended up ready Psalm 88. That was the psalm that expalined fully how I felt. I was a mess, in a ditch.
At the end of my 3 year I had a friend who kept begging me to go with her to this church that she started going to on wednesday. She said it would be good for me and I would love it. She begged for like a whole month and I finally gave in. The first time I went I was like eh whatever didn't really care. Then a month later when I went back with her, I was shaking and crying in the back. It was beautiful, people from the age 13-19 were jumping and worshiping like I never seen. People were really in love with Jesus. The thing is that the singer Lucas sang like an angel and during worship he would speak some stuff and what he was saying just moved my heart. He was saying like, "Take of that black cloack of sin and dirt take it off and put on the white robe of rightesousness. God loves you so much. God is always with us. Jesus died for us drench yourself in His blood." Probably some other things it was a long ago. But I was crying and I said "I am so sorry God for everything I did to you, I am so sorry." and then I felt like someone was hugging me and I heard "My dear sweet Mary, I love you and I am sorry for everything I put you through, You will see why though. You will see why I let your sister die."
2 and a half years ago- Gave my life to Jesus. Through out the summer I had been going to the church on wednesday and then I started going on Sundays. Then we went to a retreat... I had just started taken pills for my anxiety attacks, they made me so sleepy ( i had to get like 12 hours of sleep and at retreats your lucky to get 6) But on the saturday night of the retreat, I was just crying and crying and I was praying, my heart was moving then I said to God "If you want me, come and get me." Right as I said those words the youth minister Diann had her hand out walking toward me and said "Mary you know it's time." I grabbed her hand and we went to the front and I gave my life to Jesus. I was shaking, they had to hold me up because I was about to fall, it felt like so much was coming out of me. I felt freedom, I felt happy, I felt the joy. Then I got kicked out of my mom's house the week after I got baptized (a week after I gave my life to Jesus). My mother didn't speak to me until the week before I left to Florida. It hurt, it was so hurtfull because my mother is Christian too, she gave her life to Jesus like 2 years before I did. It hurt.
1 year ago- I finally got out of the worldly things. I had just came back from living in Florida. MAN was it an experience! I had moved in with a teacher from high school who had moved down to Florida with her husband. The crazy thing is that her husband Matt was a preacher! So I lived in a kinda stricted home, I loved it! I love how God made things work out though, how He took my actual life plans and tossed them out the windows and made the path He has for me happen. Just the way He had everything planned and people I knew here in Texas and the people in Florida how it brought me a job, a place to live, a place where I came back to Texas nothing like I was when I left. I learned how to really trust in the Lord and let Him contol it because really I have no other choice He will make His will happen.
But I started going to Richland Community College, it kinda made me mad because I graduated 24 out of 400 people in high school, I could have gone to any university anf most likely get a full ride, BUT NOPE God sent me to Florida and then to a community college. But I see that He needed me here not just for the people at Richland, the people at my church, the college life group, BUT for everyone that HE PUTS in my life.
Now- Walking in a path where I fight the spiritual world and walking in gifts I never expected to have. I just came out of a semester of just breaking and breaking and breaking and breaking and BREAKING, I was just a mess. My mom quit talking to me again on August 22, 2009. It hurt so much. Because it was the day my dog of 15 years died his name was Pastor (german mix with husky I'll put a picture up at the end), Annalise's birthday, and the day I got my laptop. Let me tell you how much it caused me soooooooooooo much pain. It still does (because she still doesn't talk to me). Oh the reason I believe she quit talking to me was because I rebuked her (with bible verses) on the topic how she is treating my father and how she needs to change like I did over the summer. I use to hate hate hate my father and at the same time he was soooo mean and sick. He had a bad temper, he never showed me cared or loved me like a father is suppose too, I treated him like crap too. He was really sick, his stress and diabetes were getting the best of him. My friend rebuked me and told me to start blessing him with the charateristics that he needed. As I did that I started getting the love God had for my father, the sorrow God had for my dad, the Desire to have my dad follow Him. I blessed and prayed for my father for two months and let me tell you MY DAD IS HEALTHEIR AND SO MUCH MORE HAPPIER AND SLOW TO ANGER AND CARES! HE IS THE WORLDS BEST FATHER (other than GOD).
So now him and I are best friends and I think my mom hated that and especially because I rebuked her.
The devil attacked me so much the past semester, my mind, my loyalty, my friendships, my heart for the church. He spoke lies to me so much that i didn't know it was him. Then I was freed at Onething '09! NOW I AM HAPPY! Now I feel demons, now I rebuke them with no fear because I have the Armor of God Ephesians 6:10-20 and Luke 10:19-20.
Oh and I love my church again, my friendships are back and stronger, making new amazing friends. I now know what are lies. :)
God has taken me out of so much.
I have learned to not plan for my future, always think about a year from now and pray about it and let God tell you where you are suppose to be because if you do two planning on your own, HA God will change it on you! :)
In Christ,
Mary L D
Here is my Pastor :) I look "tired" in one I know, but I didn't expect him to smile and take the pic :) You can see we were bestfriends and he was loyal to me. He drove with me to Florida, lived with me in Florida and drove all the way back. He was the first thing I took with me when I moved out of my Mom's house.