A few years back, I had no idea about what to do
with my life. Then I started praying, and slowly, moved like a tortoise, taking
each step without caring about how fast the world is moving. Before I started
praying, I used to get overwhelmed and anxious about my future, but everything
changed when God entered into my life, I started to take one hour at a time
instead of one day at a time. That step changed my life in miraculous ways.
Then it grew, one hour became two, then to three and went up as days passed and
God continued to help me until I was fit to sit on the driver seat. Now, I’m
driving my vehicle even though there are small hiccups, but I can manage that.
I was a lost kid, wandering in the wild not
knowing what to do, but God found me, and from then on, I started to change, my
wounds started to heal, gained new perspectives to life, and my life was never
the same. What would have happened if that didn’t happen? I would have distracted
myself from all the hurt and lived like there was nothing wrong with my life, and
one day I would have collapsed. Luckily, that didn’t happen, and I don’t feel
heavy as my life used to be.
