deserve nothing.
When God talks to a hopeless person, here is what He says
(at least this is what I heard Him say to me):
“I’m right here. I hear you calling me. I see your tears. It’s time to
stop running toward who or what will never satisfy you or fill your
emptiness. I am the one you are looking for. I am all you need.
Turn to me. I’m right here ready to catch you, wanting to hold you.
I love you very much, more than you can even understand right
now. And I forgive you for everything. Yes, everything. I am yours,
always and forever. Put your hand in mine. Put your hope in me.
Come to me now. Don’t be afraid. Just come.”How do I know it was God talking? It started with a feeling,
but it turned into some compelling, overpowering, and
straightforward thoughts.
I heard someone talk to me—not audibly, but from outside of
me—with words that were comforting and full of compassion.
For years I was desperate to possess these feelings, but I
couldn’t muster them up no matter how hard I tried. For months
previously I had been consumed with guilt—twenty-four hours
a day. But as if to immediately wash away my shame, I felt a
liquid, hot love being poured over me. Simultaneously I felt
forgiven and hope-filled.
For weeks prior I could not even look at or talk to those
around me without seeing disappointment displayed on their
faces or hearing it in their voices. But in this most desperate
moment, I heard God speak kindly to me. And though I didn’t
see His face, I could feel His love.
God was convincing me that I was lovable, that my life was
worth living. I just knew these weren’t my own thoughts or
emotions. No one loved me. But the thoughts were