| please hear me out. When I wrote this poem, I was going through some very tough times. My home life was not going the way any kid would want it to. When I was young I had some things happen to me that would effect anyone. Through out my life I had forgotten about it and I just always had some problems that I couldn't figure out. This went on til last year (I was 17). I switched schools and then my depression started to hit. I was cutting my arm and doing more than 150 times a night! Finally I decided that was it. I was done with life. I overdosed on drugs and was going to shoot myself. I had the gun and everything. Then one of my good friends called me and asked me about some youth group event and why I hadn't gone to church that day. That was a total wake up call for me. I realized God was trying to say something to me and I had totaly been missing it all my life. From that point on I realized that I needed God. I still deal with some issues but I can work them out now. Also I think about it like this; Jesus died on the cross for all our sins. So every time I cut myself or do drugs I am just putting a cut on Jesus or forcing a joint in his mouth. I am acting just like the guards that sat around and spit on him. Look I am not here to force antying on anyone but if you ever need to talk about anything, even if it doesn't relate to God, I am always open. Just e-mail me with your address or number. God bless!----------Dave Fiedler "I don't think we are here to show God anything, I think we are here because God, the one who loves and wants to know us all, wants to show us something."--Dave Fiedler "It's always the good squirrels that go nuts."--Mark Sundseth |