I was one of those people that thought I didn't need anyone. I could handle anything by myself and no one would ever hurt me again. About 5 years ago I had hit rock bottom. I had detail plans to end my life. My kids would better off with the insurance money. or at least that is what I told myself. I just could no longer deal with life. A girl at work asked me to speak to her pastor. She must have saw something in my eyes that day. So in despiration I went to see him. Immediatly he had three strikes against him.
- He was male. I had not had any good experiences with any male in my life.
- He was a pastor. I didn't trust those money grabbers.
- He seemed nice. He had to have an agenda.
When I left the office he said he would call me the next day. I thought to myself, "Yah right!" But something kept me from killing myself that night. The next day he did call. I was shocked because this man didn't know me at all. It was the first time I had ever seen him. He actual did what he said he was going to do. This was the first step to starting to tear down a protective wall I had built around myself.
If I had not meet Pastor Randy, I would not be alive today. It took me almost 4 years talking with him before I really started to fully trust him. He was patient and kind. This was a new experience for me to find someone who accepted me "as I was", broken, defeated, but loved me anyway.
Each of us meet people each day that are hurting and broken. A smile, or a kind word could save someone life. For me it began with a very kind person keeping his word and calling me.