The time when my miseries was starting to see light.

When did I find God and what happened after? I was miserable. I was miserable to a place of death. I didn’t want nothing. I felt like career was going to the dogs. My relationships horribly messed up. My health in a place where I couldn’t see hope. Finances gone to a toss. The worries of life were eating up my head. I remember I couldn’t see a path to my life. I dint know where I was going and I can’t describe how desperately I needed a saviour. To save me from the misery of my life. Till I told God if you are alive. You will help me. I don’t need anything. I just need to be well. Take away the misery from my life and make me better because I am unable to bear it. I will do as you say. God had not abandoned me. It’s just that I couldn’t hear him. I was so lost in the world and it’s fancies that I dint know who God was. HE CAME TO MY REscue that time and he spoke to me. No one would know that time that God spoke to me. But I knew l. Because I heard him clearly say. Get and go to potta (a prayer place which my parents took me when I was small). I knew it was God. But I had a challenge to listen to that voice which was deep inside me, which was in my heart. And I it wasn’t a loud voice saying like the way humans speak. Get up do something. Till I was in prayer I knew it was God. But after I came out. I starting doubting. How can I go there alone? Do I have the money. How do I go there? I had all the questions. After the questions came. An opportunity to handle the thoughest of the situation was going through by myself. At the same time I had decided to go or to leave follow the voice and go where that small voice had told me. I began to doubt. Though I knew it was God. May be I made it up. I was desperate may be that voice was from my own head. Which made it up and spoke to me. These were the baseless thoughts. I could tell. But I could have given in to them. Baseless because I did not have Potta anywhere in my mind. And the voice was very clear. It wasn’t like my voice. Crying all the time. It was a soothing. After that came an opportunity to handle the biggest misery of my life by myself the day I had planned to go to the prayer place or to go to the place where the person was calling me. I had to decide.