Postby kaji » Fri Mar 12, 2004 12:10 pm
First off, I will pray for you. Next, remember that you never have to cope alone. God is always there with you, aproach every thing you do with God attached to your shoulder lifting you up (because that is where he is). Also, its good to share your concerns, sadness, and joys with your brothers/sisters in prayer. The Bible says that, "where there are 2 or more gathered, there I am also." Always turn to God first, so many times we try and solve our problems on our own, then when all seams lost or we fail, we run to God and lovingly takes us back. Even in seamingly simple things, turn to God first. He likes to know that we trust him with EVERYTHING, even our lives now, not just when we die. Like Angel said, take great joy in knowing that God made you for a reason.
Another thing, I hope the psych you are going to is a Christian. Worldly wisdom may sound good, but its like bitter fruit in Gods mouth. Our world wants us to believe that we can do anything if we just believe in our selves, (Slogans like, just doit, or if you just believe in your self) but in truth we can do nothing with out God. Any thing we do with out God, the Bible says, is like filthy rags (spacificaly talking about the ones that a woman would use durring a particular time of the month).
In short, (I guess its a little late for short) I know I dont know what this situation is but I know God would never want you to end your life. He also doesnt like to see you struggle, and be in pain. Give God ALL your load, and he will cary it, and you as well.
I know Im not a psych but I do love Christ and I love you as a brother in Christ, so if you ever want to talk, Im good at listening. (I guess that would be reading)
Depend on it. God's work done in God's way will never lack God's supply. He is too wise a God to frustrate His purposes for lack of funds, and He can just as easily supply them ahead of time as afterwards, and He much prefers doing so.
- J. Hudson Taylor
I remember that one fateful day when Coach took me aside. I knew what was coming. "You don't have to tell me," I said. "I'm off the team, aren't I?" "Well," said Coach, "you never were really ON the team. You made that uniform you're wearing out of rags and towels, and your helmet is a toy space helmet. You show up at practice and then either steal the ball and make us chase you to get it back, or you try to tackle people at inappropriate times." It was all true what he was saying. And yet, I thought something is brewing inside the head of this Coach. He sees something in me, some kind of raw talent that he can mold. But that's when I felt the handcuffs go on.
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