Although the Lord gives you the bread of adversity and the water of affliction, your teachers will be hidden no more; with your own eyes you will see them. Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, “This is the way; walk in it.”
[Isaiah 30: 20-21 NIV]
Abby, our program manager, writes:
A recent conversation with an old friend reminded me of several years back when I was living in Nashville, TN, with my roommate Heather and all the struggles we endured.
It was a time in my life when I had moved to this city to pursue a job offer that was given to me, but as time passed I found myself drowning so heavily in debt that I thought I’d never get out of it.
I was constantly depressed and often wondered why God had placed me in such a horrible position. I knew that I was sent to Nashville for a purpose, and knew I heard Him tell me that I had to be there, but then why did everything go so wrong?
Heather and I would often go to church and had many friends who encouraged us and often helped us out financially in order to buy groceries and pay the rent, but I still questioned Him. Why am I here? Why are you doing this?
Also during my time in Nashville, I was raped. This was the final straw for me. I felt like I had been completely forsaken and that God had forgotten all about me. Surely He had if he allowed this to happen.
There were days when I didn’t even get out of bed because I didn’t feel there was a need to. I wouldn’t eat or talk to anyone.
No one knew what I had gone through for quite some time until Heather and I started talking about prayer. That evening I broke down. I told her everything that had happened. Heather and I cried for hours about it and I had never felt more loved and more broken than at that moment.
Through a mutual friend of ours I was able to report the rape to the local police and also go to a Christian counselor, who reminded me that I was precious and loved. After that experience, I moved back home with my family in Florida and was able to find rest and refuge in my parents’ home.
Since then I have not forgotten what happened on that day. But as the years have passed, I have been able to forgive the man who did this to me and grow stronger in my relationship with Christ, my Father.
God blessed me with a husband who loves me and accepts me for who I am, not for what I have been through. I’m no longer in debt, and I have learned to trust God more in my walk with Him, no matter what happens.
Story posted on Monday, January 14th, 2008 and is filed under Hope, Team Corner, Praise, Your Stories, Struggles, Verses, Most Popular Stories. | 3 Comments »