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PURPOSE IN THE PAIN



MY EARLIEST MEMORIES
               I have always grown up in church. My parents had me involved in everything there was to be involved in. For most of my life however I was a shy sickly child. I lived in a fairly isolated area and spent most of my time around adults instead of kids my age. For this reason I had a lot of trouble adjusting when I started school. I feel like I was always expected to act like an adult. So I was different than the other kids and was picked.  I was very depressed and lonely I can remember in the fourth grade wanting to kill myself.
HOW I CAME TO CHRIST
                When I was about 8 years old a group came to my church and did a play about hell. I was very scared and felt God tugging at my heart to go forward. However I was very shy and was too scared to make a decision then. When I was 12 my father started talking to me about salvation because that was the age that he was saved. In April of 1990 we had the annual spring revival at my church. All week long God was dealing with my heart telling me I needed to go forward. So thursday when the invitation was given I prayed to the Lord that I knew I was a sinner, that I could not save myself and needed him, and asked him to come into my heart save me and be Lord of my life.  Then I got up and walked down the isle and told our preacher what I had done. Then a few seconds after that my younger sister Emily also walked down the isle and was saved. So you never know who is watching your life.
HOW CHRIST HAS AND IS CHANGING MY LIFE
                Since then my life has gone through many hills and valleys but Jesus has always been with me to see me through.  I have always dealt with various degrees of depression which I believe runs in my family. I firmly believe that if I did not have Jesus Christ to go with me through these times I would not be here today because I would have killed myself.
                I am now in my 4th year of college but I am not going to graduate this year. Over the past two years or so I became very sick. I couldn't sleep right I couldn't get up to go to class. I had really become a mess. I would try and ask people for help but my mother didn't think it was that serious. Finally I just got to the point where I just thought I could not struggle through another day. After another dismal day of sleeping 18 hours and being awake 20. I was staring at myself in the bathroom mirror thinking about how I had screwed everything up. In the past  when it wouldn't lift I would take some pain killers which were for the migraines I used to have or a combination of over the counter drugs.  So that's what I did I went to the drug store and bought some stuff. I took some of it. It got me high at first but it didn't last long. It wasn't anywhere near as good as I had remembered. So I took some more and started wandering around campus. Now I am feeling stoned, angry, depressed, lonely, and very confused.  I wound up at McCormack Hall in the room of a couple of friends of mine. They could tell I was out of it but they didn't know how to help me. They just knew the "slogan" and didn't want me to drive. But I needed a lot more than that. I began to feel scared about going back to my apartment but in my current state I couldn't figure out why. I stayed there for what seemed like quite a while. Finally it came to me (and this certain surge of knowledge may seem strange to you if you've never been stoned before but trust me it happens) I was afraid to go home because I had a bottle of prescription sleeping pills at home that I was going to take to kill myself. I could tell that I was about to break from reality (this I can not justly put into words) I felt like I was going to have no control over myself and if I went back to my apartment I was going to kill myself even though I didn't really want to. I called my bible study leader and she came and got me and I talked to her for a while and then spent the night at her apartment.
    In the next few days I talked to some more people about what had happened and we set up an apt to see a psychiatrist. I was later diagnosed with manic depression aka bipolar disorder type 2. I have been on several different medicines all which seem to work well for a while and then quit. Right now the medicine I am on seems to be working well. So I'm going to school now and it will probably take another couple of years for me to finish my undergraduate degree.
                When I was a sophomore in high school I attended the National Acteens Convention here was were I first felt a call into the ministry. I was very confused and humble by the call. I couldn't understand what God could possibly want with me. I started praying about it and looking for information about the various southern baptist missions programs. I then learned about the agricultural opportunities oversees. I felt that this was what God was calling me to do. I then started praying about where I should go to college and what I should major in because my parents and teachers had always pressured me towards a research science or pre-professional field. Telling them I was going to major in Ag Ed brought many strange looks and then after that they assumed I wanted to come back and teach Wayne County because I had been very involved in FFA. It is very hard for me to get them to understand that I feel called into the ministry. I had talked about my calling with my pastor and my parents some but I did not publicly commit my life to ministry until June of 1996 at youth fest in Louisville, KY. I am now less confident that ministry is my calling but I am still leaving that door open and praying for God's direction.
        I used to feel called to go to grad school in International Agricultural Development. But now I have no idea. Well actually I have hundreds of ideals but I don't know if any of them are realistic. Every day I get a new idea about what I would like to do and it does scare me that I may not be able to do any of them.  I know what I should do but I don't always do it. I know that it doesn't matter what the future holds because God holds the future and his plan is best for me. I still have a lot of anxiety about things and I am going to try therapy again. This is the third time so maybe that will help this time. That's all I have for now I will update this with any progress.


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