Wow and thank you
Man I've messed up so many times it ain't funny. And the ONLY reason I am here now, is because I've always trusted Him. Even when I did everything wrong, He was right there, still loving me, still caring for me, still protecting me, and lots of times He was protecting me from myself.
Having "things" to show for ain't all it's cracked up to be, having things will not bring you joy, you will only want more and more. I know what it's like to be homeless and I know what its like to have everything my hearts desired. I can't ask Him why He let me get to those places, the reason I can't, is because I know why, He loved me enough to let me see, He loved me enough to let me feel it, He loved me enough to keep me alive when I should've died.
In my early 20's I was doing a lot of ministry, as I look back I was a tough tough teacher, I mean man I was tough on people. I totally adopted the NIKE logo, "just do it". Mind you a lot of great and wonderful things happened. BUT, I couldn't associate myself with their infirmities, I couldn't feel their pain, I didn't understand their hopelessness, I could not relate to anyone because my life was so well protected. Thankfully HE removed that hedge and I tasted everything in a 10 year period of time that I believe anyone can imagine, I wouldn't wish that time frame on my worst of enemies.
But now................ I feel, I mean I really feel people's pain, I understand it, HE let it become a part of my blood, my dna, my mind, my heart, I absorbed every lesson and have never forgotten them. It sounds crazy to be thankful for all those awful things, But dude straight up I am sooooooo thankful.
It caused my heart to feel, it caused my tears to flow, it caused me to step outside of my prideful walls and see the real lives around me, now, I can relate to them all (mostly). I wouldn't trade that terrible time for nothing, I learned so much.
Learn from what you've done wrong, turn the tables around. Be proud of what you have overcome, it was Jesus. A few years ago, people in my small town was like "no way" she can't be a christian, see that's the good part, I served the devil so hard, that when they see me now, THEY KNOW ITS CHRIST IN ME, cause they know the old woman is dead n buried. It's my testimony, it's my hope for others. Take what you have, and use it, don't waste another second. You got this, and once you decide to fight like the 3rd monkey trying to get on Noahs boat, you'll be walking round like a boss.