I am fairly new to this forum and I wanted to introduce myself and say that there is great hope in Jesus Christ.
I started having OCD symptoms in my late teens and I had no idea what was going on. I went for years like that. I had feelings that maybe I had blasphemed the Holy Spirit. Just reading that there was an unpardonable sin sent me into a tailspin. I also had the urge to make promises to do stupid things. I remember that I promised in my head to at least pick up two pieces of trash a day. I also would feel guilty when I walked by trash and left it there. Imagine being my friend and I am picking up cigarette buts from the sidewalk. There were other things, but I don't want to be too long-winded.
I still have OCD and sometimes it really gets me down. Most the time now I recognize it for what it is and go on. My life is dramatically better than 20 years ago. Still there are dark times, but not LONG dark times. I still feel that my brain gets stuck and too full and tired of all the thinking and re-thinking and over-thinking. I remember at one point when I went for prayer from a guest evangelist at our church. He prayed for the torment to stop and I hadn't told him what the problem was. I was relieved that God knew where I was.
Now on to the poem,
NO MORE
I was oppressed----but no more!
I was locked in depression----but no more!
My God held the key that set me free.
My future was full of darkness---but no more!
My future was filled with bleakness---but no more!
My God had bountiful joy for me.
He saw where I was and said, "NO MORE!"
I started having OCD symptoms in my late teens and I had no idea what was going on. I went for years like that. I had feelings that maybe I had blasphemed the Holy Spirit. Just reading that there was an unpardonable sin sent me into a tailspin. I also had the urge to make promises to do stupid things. I remember that I promised in my head to at least pick up two pieces of trash a day. I also would feel guilty when I walked by trash and left it there. Imagine being my friend and I am picking up cigarette buts from the sidewalk. There were other things, but I don't want to be too long-winded.
I still have OCD and sometimes it really gets me down. Most the time now I recognize it for what it is and go on. My life is dramatically better than 20 years ago. Still there are dark times, but not LONG dark times. I still feel that my brain gets stuck and too full and tired of all the thinking and re-thinking and over-thinking. I remember at one point when I went for prayer from a guest evangelist at our church. He prayed for the torment to stop and I hadn't told him what the problem was. I was relieved that God knew where I was.
Now on to the poem,
NO MORE
I was oppressed----but no more!
I was locked in depression----but no more!
My God held the key that set me free.
My future was full of darkness---but no more!
My future was filled with bleakness---but no more!
My God had bountiful joy for me.
He saw where I was and said, "NO MORE!"
