Strayed from God, but Back in His Arms

Strayed from God, but Back in His Arms

Strayed from God, but Back in His Arms I strayed away from God and spent two years and five months of my life living in absolute misery. I sinned until… Strayed from God, but Back in His Arms I strayed away from God and spent two years and five months of my life living in absolute misery. I sinned until it drained me to the point of disgust, and as I did so, I asked God again and again to help, and He did. Even when I disobeyed Him, He took care of me, sent people in my life to help me better understand His love, and put the desire for Him in my heart. It felt like He was driving me into a corner to understand that I needed Him and only Him and it’s true. I’m back in His arms now, and though I still suck, He’s delivered me from some of the things that made me feel like I had chains on my arms, legs, and neck. He loves me, and I will always be grateful for that. Try God Also Read: Understanding God: He Does Not Condone Nonsense The Benefits of Wisdom: Unusual Honor The Room Moments of Grace… Moments of Love and Healing (2) Knocking out my Demons You can now partner with the Daily

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I Felt God Smiling Down On Our Union

I Felt God Smiling Down On Our Union

I felt God smiling down on our union. I grew up in the church. I knew of God and went through all of the motions of Christianity, but I don’t… I felt God smiling down on our union. I grew up in the church. I knew of God and went through all of the motions of Christianity, but I don’t think I knew God until adulthood. I grew up with divorced parents and had no real example of what love should look like. I recall people discussing letting God lead their love life, but I never fully understood what that meant. I entered into a relationship that was not good for me. He wasn’t anything on the list of things I knew I needed in a partner, but the idea of him was so appealing that I dated him anyway. We got engaged, and things started getting bad. He was abusive towards me in many ways, and the situation became unsafe for me. I stayed for many years in the abuse because I felt so much shame about our relationship, and I believed that God truly wouldn’t forgive me for the mistakes I’d made during that time. I dealt with severe anxiety and depression and remember one day sobbing on the floor, asking God to rescue me. HE DID. He

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