I used to be homeless

At age 19, I hit rock bottom in so many ways, and I thought my life was over.

I will never forget that moment, sitting in the park, feeling like I would live in homelessness and despair forever.

I was so afraid, angry, discouraged, and isolated.

I sat outside of a church, listening to churchgoers rehearse songs. I heard then, yet they had no idea I sat outside of their walls, drowning in anguish.

But, that is just part of my testimony.

Here is the juiciest part of it all. Jesus was doing a work in me although I didn’t realize it at the time.

All I saw was my shattered, miserable life, but Jesus was performing a miracle in me.

He saved me from destruction. When families were living in their houses and had their loved ones to depend on, my help literally came from the Lord.  

If you would have seen me then, you probably would have overlooked me (trust me). However, God kept my soul, granting me favor in multiple ways.

Five years later, a better version of myself started emerging.

I’ll tell you the rest later. Stay tuned.

Psalm 121

I lift up my eyes to the mountains--
    where does my help come from?
2 My help comes from the Lord,
    the Maker of heaven and earth.

3 He will not let your foot slip--
    he who watches over you will not slumber;
4 indeed, he who watches over Israel
    will neither slumber nor sleep.

5 The Lord watches over you--
    the Lord is your shade at your right hand;
6 the sun will not harm you by day,
    nor the moon by night.

7 The Lord will keep you from all harm--
    he will watch over your life;
8 the Lord will watch over your coming and going
    both now and forevermore.

 

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