Jar of Clay - Faith Sisters Scrapbooking Gallery

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Starting in my early teens I was afflicted with a mental illness but
they never could agree on a name for it. So I was labelled with many
things, from crazy - selfish. I suffered untold anguish, as it is
impossible to put in words the mental suffering. I was lucky to find
the love of a wonderful man who has stood beside through the years.

As the years went on, things got worse. I grew to hate God because,
it his people would keep telling me things like if I would only
"believe" I would be healed, or they implied that real Christians
didn't suffer from mental illness. I was told that if I had a Christ
centered mind than satan couldn't get in there. Things got very bad.
I tried to kill my husband and daughter and myself.

I would have nothing to do with anyone or anything that even considered
themselfs remotely christian. But one night things got out of control
and my husband knew that if he called an ambulance that he would lose
me and possibly my daughter.. for safety sake. He also knew a Pastor
lived next door so he called him. He explained the situation to him
and that I quite possibly would not talk to him. But God had a plan.

I don't recall much of that night but there are some things I recall
quite vividly. The pastor asked me if I believed in God. I told him,
yes, that God hated me very much. I believed that He was out to destroy
me. He told me that God loved me. I said if God loved me, He would
heal me right then and there and that I would feel it and know it.
That I wanted PROOF. The pastor started to tell me that you couldn't
test God like that. When into my raging mind I heard the voice of God.
I heard God's voice say very clearly, "Child of Mine, you have suffered
enough, I love you.. you are healed" Suddenly, the rage was gone and
I litterly felt what felt like chains being dropped from around and I
had to grab hold to the chair to keep from being lifted. I asked the
Pastor, "did you hear that?" He looked at me in surprise.. because I was
so calm. That was 15 years ago, yes, I am still on medications but I
have never suffered setbacks, I am free. I believe that night, God
showed His love to very frightened, sick woman and healed her from a
dreadful disease.

I don't think it is wrong to ask God for a sign.