There was a moment in my life when I think I felt God more than other times and it was in an unusual place and circumstance. This overzealous intake counselor and a county facility tried to get me into their psych ward and while I was waiting, they put me into this place where I was with a police officer, and two older men who weren’t in their right minds. I knew that I couldn’t leave the building and was locked inside. I was afraid that if I really acted up that almost anything could happen to me including being put into a straight jacket and locked in a padded room. So, instead I just sat there and cried.
As I cried, I started to realize something that no matter how bad everything felt I was going to make it to the next moment and then the moment after that. My life was going to continue whether I liked it or not and at that very moment, I felt the presence of God. I knew that I wasn’t in control of my own life, He was. He would decide whether I lived or died. I still struggle with this lesson, but I realized that day that He is with me every moment of my life. I can strive to be the best person I can be, but He is in control and it is His will and His plan. Once I stop fighting against that and surrender to it, life feels a little easier.
I got to say just a little easier. Life is a struggle, and it is difficult, but God’s there. I know that whenever I have difficulties in life, I can give it to God. It might still hurt and be difficult, but knowing and feeling His presence gives me strength and comfort. I know that God will never make me face something I can’t handle. I know He is on my side always.
My faith saved me. May God’s peace reside in all of our hearts.
