Sometimes you don’t get a second chance.
Category: Essays
The bathroom was my hiding place as a passive teenage girl. Not just when I needed time to myself on lonely nights. I used the bathroom as an escape during dates, when the situation rose beyond my control.
One day in January of my junior year I was startled to hear a boy calling out my name in the hallway between classes. I literally jumped when he spoke to me. I knew him slightly; we had shared a few classes. There he was, asking me ON A DATE.
Have you dealt with a season of depression in your life? It feels like being stuck in a pit.
Psalm 40 aptly describes this feeling and shows us how God will lift us out of that pit of depression. That’s what happened to me years ago, and I’m sharing my story with you today.
In October 1993 I couldn’t stuff my dark feelings inside any longer. My deep down place, the one where I had crammed my feelings, overflowed that fall.