And so it goes
We hoard our woes
Feeling alone
Skin trembling
Heart murmuring
Fears hissing
Nobody wants you
Nobody cares
Nobody on earth is here
Curling into yourself
Reaching for the pills on the shelf
Your unquiet mind is all about itself
A glint of gold
A story not yet told
Have I done it again? Broken the mold?
This light won’t quit
Its thin line reflecting on tears and spit
Oh Lord, save me from this pit
I can’t see a way out
The devil is trying to push my face down
Into the grave underground
YOU WHO CALLS, I WILL ANSWER
YOUR LIFE IS IN MY RIGHT HAND, YOU ARE FREE FROM THAT LYING CANCER
I CALL YOU LOVED AND CHOSEN, FOREVER BEAUTIFUL IN YOUR BROKEN
My God, only You can save!
I need you, Lord, like never before this day
I need you, God, I lost the Way
Not that I am perfect
You made me, God, without defect
Alone? Never because of The Holy One I respect
Lord, will You protect me from the accuser
The pestilence who is a bruiser
The demons who prowl and seem to choose …
WHOM DO YOU CHOOSE?
Only my God, my Savior, my Lord
Yes, give me ears to hear Your truth when I am scared
Wrap me with angels when my depression flares
MY ARMS ARE OPEN , WIDE LIKE A WILD FLOWER FIELD
COME CLOSE, I AM YOUR SHIELD
WITH I AM, YOU ARE NEVER ALONE AND FULLY HEALED
DO YOU BELIEVE?
WILL YOU RECEIVE THIS HEALTH, THIS COMFORT, THIS LIGHT?
YOU NEED TO UNCURL, STAND UP, AND WALK TOWARD YOUR GOD
I AM NOT MOVING, YOU ARE MY BELOVED CHILD
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“You are my witnesses,” declares the Lord, “and My servant whom I have chosen, so that you may know and believe Me and understand that I am He. Before Me, no god was formed nor will there be one after Me. I even, I am the Lord, and apart from Me there is no Savior. I have revealed and saved and proclaimed – I, and not some foreign god among you. You are My witnesses,” declares the Lord, “that I am God. Yes, and from ancient days I am He. No one can deliver out of My hand. When I act, who can reverse it?” (Isaiah 43:10-13).
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Do you feel alone? Are you or have you considering/considered suicide?
Call 911 or 1800 273 8255 for yourself if you feel unsafe. Call 911 for anyone whom you think is at risk for hurting themselves or someone else.
Your life matters to God. Your life matters to me. I contemplated suicide more times than I care to count in my life. I was saved by Our Mighty God. His Son Jesus loves us so much He died for each one of us. Jesus took my shame and guilt and everything I did wrong in my life. I am 50 years old and am ready to live until I die naturally.
I don’t want anyone to lose their life before God takes them.
Suicide is a lie, always.
God is truth, always.
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I will be walking again this year in the Out of Darkness Walk in Harrisburg. The American Suicide Foundation raises money to use toward suicide prevention. Each team that walks sets a fundraising goal. I will share the link for donations when the walk gets closer.
Have a safe night and remember God loves you with a mighty saving power.
In Christ,
Julie
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