I need prayer

[Smithaw1]

I don't know God's will for my life and I really want to. I'm kind of depressed right now. I put a post on the mission section because my prayer request (and advive request) is mission related. please check it out.

 

[amie]

Hi Smithaw1
I will go check it out your post.
I want you to know I will pray for you and I am sorry you are going through a hard time. Feeling depressed is a terrible thing to have to go through, I know from experience...
for what its worth I want to know God's will for my life too
Much love and many blessings and continued prayers...
Amie~

 

[pandora]

hi there dont be depressed. i know its easy for me to say, but its true.
have you talked to God and asked Him? what are u skilled at ? how can that skill be best used to spread the word of God and make the world a better place? are u strong in your faith? tell God -Jesus u love Him and u want to do His work. Live your life steady and in faith.. always looking for the sign to appear in front of you. it will be clear, but u must be ready for it. be strong, and light, and hold your head up high... be ready to recieve His direction with a smile and willingness.. cant do that when ur depressed. pray to Him.. thank Him for your blessings.. talk to Him as much as u can.. not about the heavy stuff only.. but about everything.... soon you will know the direction He wants you to take. i know that was a rambling mess.. . sorry.. .i will pray for clarity , strength , patience, for u bless u

a link to his mission post:

http://www.christianforums.com/threads/37634.html

 

 

[speechless]

Hi! I am going through a depression too. If you want to talk about it, PM me.

Pray to God and ask Him to reveal His plan for you and your life! The answer may be surprising.

April

 

[wvmtnkid]

Good advice pandora!

I pray that God will hear your prayer and show you His will for your life.

 

[GodOwnsMe]

Father, please comfort and restore Smithaw1 and draw him all close to You. Please guide him and let him know how much You care, love him, and that you have a perfect plan for his life and make things work out. Please help him fully rely on You, and place his depression, disappointment, and everything in Your hands. In Jesus' mighty name. Amen
keep talking to God 'bout this & trust Him all the way, He doesn't let You down.
Just go w/ Him, remember James 1/5, God'll give You the wisdom You need when You ask Him right at time..

here's a cool story 4 you

Some years ago on a hot summer day in south Florida, a little boy decided to go for a swim in the old swimming hole behind his house. In a hurry to dive into the cool water, he ran out the back door, leaving behind shoes, socks, and shirt as he went. He flew into the water, not realizing that as he swam toward the middle of the lake, an alligator was swimming toward the shore.

His mother -- in the house, looking out the window -- saw the two as they got closer and closer together. In utter fear, she ran toward the water, yelling to her son as loudly as she could. Hearing her voice, the little boy became alarmed and made a U-turn to swim to his mother. It was too late. Just as he reached her, the alligator reached him. From the dock, the mother grabbed her little boy by the arms just as the alligator snatched his legs. That began an incredible tug-of-war between the two.

The alligator was much stronger than the mother, but the mother was much too passionate to let go. A farmer happened to drive by, heard her screams, raced from his truck, took aim and shot the alligator. Remarkably, after weeks and weeks in the hospital, the little boy survived. His legs were extremely scarred by the vicious attack of the animal, and on his arms were deep scratches where his mother's fingernails dug into his flesh in her effort to hang on to the son she loved.

The newspaper reporter, who interviewed the boy after the trauma, asked if he would show him his scars. The boy lifted his pant legs. And then, with obvious pride, he said to the reporter, "But look at my arms. I have great scars on my arms, too. I have them because my mom wouldn't let go."

We can identify with that little boy. We have scars, too. No, not from an alligator, or anything quite so dramatic. But the scars of a painful past. Some of those scars are unsightly and have caused us deep regret. But some wounds are there because God has refused to let go. In the midst of struggle, He's been there holding on to you. He wants to protect you and provide for you in every way. But sometimes we foolishly wade into dangerous situations. The swimming hole of life is filled with peril -- and we forget that the enemy is waiting to attack. That's when the tug-o-war begins -- and if you have the scars of His love on your arms, be very, very grateful. He did not -- and will not -- let you go.

he nother one

At first I saw God as my observer, my judge, keeping track of the things I did wrong, so as to know whether I merited heaven or hell when I die. He was out there sort of like a president. I recognized his picture when I saw it, but I really didn't know Him. But later on, when I met God, it seemed as though life were rather like a bike ride, but it was a tandem bike, and I noticed that God was at the back, helping me pedal.I don't know when it was that he suggested that we change places, but life has not been the same since. When I had control I knew the way. It was rather boring, but predictable. It was the shortest distance between two points. But when he took the lead, He knew delightful long cuts, up mountains, and through rocky places at breakneck speeds. It was all I could do to hang on!Even though it looked like madness, He said, "Pedal!" I worried and was anxious and asked, "Where are you taking me? He laughed and didn't answer! and I started to learn to trust. I forgot my boring life and entered into the adventure. And when I'd say "I'm scared,"; He'd lean back and touch my hand.He took me to people with gifts that I needed; gifts of healing, acceptance and joy. They gave me gifts to take on my journey. And we were off again. He said, 'Give the gifts away; they're extra baggage, too much weight.' So I did, to the people we met, and I found that in giving I received, and still our burden was light.I did not trust Him, at first, in control of my life. I thought He'd wreck it; but he knows bike secrets, knows how to make it bend to take sharp corners, knows how to jump to clear high rocks, knows how to fly to shorten scary passages. I am learning to be quiet and pedal in the strangest places. I'm beginning to enjoy the view and the cool breeze on my face with God as my delightful constant companion.And when I'm sure I just can't do anymore, He just smiles and says, "Pedal!"Author Unknown

 

[Blade]

You got some good advice. So I will just be praying.