As my life began to crash around me, and I was in my lowest part of my life.
Between an eviction and the confusion I was ready to give up. I didn't know where to turn, the knife was on the ledge of my bathtub, for nearly a week before I made him put it away, and never speak of it again. He looked at me, and he saw the pain, but he didn't ask he put it away like the good friend that he is. Without my friends I would not have made it, and that is because humans were not made to walk alone.
I am here watching Gods work unfold around me, and I am so grateful to God, because as my personal Castle crumbled I noticed something amazing, under all my additions and an towers and turrets, was a little hut, as my cement crumbled, the vines grew to protect the part of me that I refused to face, And as my own pride and anger and guilt faded a light soft and pure spread through the vines, and engulfed my world. The clouds parted, and I saw myself as God wanted me to, as his child. And for the first time ever, I fell to my knees in his presence, but I didn't crawl I threw my arms out to God and held on tight.
I refuse to sink again.
-Crystal-
