Tell My Truth…

…last year I felt led to start making these Facebook posts with the headlining hashtag #TellMyTruth. The purpose of the post series was to tell a story and relate it back to God and His awesomeness. They were weekly posts that I made on Sundays. I had planned to one day string all 52 posts together into a book… but then Depression kicked in. Let me start at the beginning (for that is a very good place to start)…

As I just shared through a 10min video on FB, I am a rape SURVIVOR. At the tender age of 6, I was raped by a family member (at some point in time I will share the relationship). The rape lasted for two years because I was too afraid to tell anyone about what happened. I never could have imagined at that time how God was going to take that horrible experience and turn it into a testimony and a blessing- but He did.

Flash forward 22yrs…

By 2016, life was not perfect but it was ok. I was Recording Secretary of my sorority’s local chapter, I had a live-in boyfriend that I just loved, and I was in a field that made me happy. But something happened that February and all of a sudden, I couldn’t handle life’s issues anymore. I was 3mons into my latest round of antidepressants but I found myself sinking into a deeper pit of despair. My depression got so bad that I literally only went to work and then immediately came home. I resigned from my post as Recording Secretary, stopped attending meetings and events, and stopped going to church. For almost FIVE months, I spent every non-working hour of my life in my dark room, in my bed. I call this time “The Dark Place.” But despite how I felt, a small part of me still knew God was working (or at least I hoped) so I continued to make my #TellMyTruth posts. But then I just stopped.

I had gotten to a point where I just couldn’t muster up the energy to put on that “happy” facade anymore. I forgot to pay bills. I packed on 70lbs (after working 3yrs to lose 100+ lbs). I was a mess. So I just stopped being obedient- I stopped writing those posts.

Little did I know that God needed me to write those posts because they were methods of healing for other people. People were literally finding Christ and beginning communications with Him as a result of reading my posts. But I had stopped. I had allowed myself to interfere with God’s work.

Which leads me to where I am now. It’s time to not only revive that post series, but also share it as widely as possible so that mass healing can begin. I plan on going to FB to pull up that series and share those stories here. It took me 30yrs to find my voice and I just want to share it with all who will listen.

God is good. If you didn’t know it before, I pray that you will soon learn just how good He truly is.

Be blessed.