I feel like I told too much of my story too soon.
I really do.
But there’s something so sovereign about our God that tells me it’s okay and He’s taking care of me. I wish I could say that I’m healed from OCD and anxiety, but I’m not healed in my brain. I’m healed in my heart.
I may have obsessions and compulsions on a daily basis. I may worry myself sick some days. I may feel like giving in to darkness and despair sometimes. But what God has been teaching me is that I have to lean on Him and Him alone, for He will NEVER leave me or forsake me. I want a ministry to come out of my story.
Shame on the devil for making God’s people feel inferior or useless. One day he WILL be thrown into the lake of fire and get what he deserves for the attack he tried to do on my life for years.
Anyway, I just wanted to update today because I hadn’t in a long time; because I was discouraged .. feeling that my story wasn’t getting anywhere and that it isn’t going to change anything or help anyone.
My babies unconditionally love me. My God unconditionally loves me. My family and true friends unconditionally love me.
I have nothing to worry about.
Lord Jesus, may my story touch someone. I feel like I told everything way too soon and people are running away from me because of it, wondering what’s wrong with me. I have a mental illness, but the mental illness doesn’t have me. YOU have me. May Your Spirit help me overcome every attack from the enemy. May You bless every person who reads this blog. I’m weary, Lord; I’m weary from the life I’ve lived full of anxiety. I need You. I love You. Do what only You can do.