Thursday, 31 July 2014
Day 5, 100 days of reasons
Today I worship God because...he has placed great people in my life to love me, help me, guide me, and show me more of Jesus' love.
God has put in place great support networks for me, both my friends and the professionals supporting me. I'm very thankful that I have a mental health care co-ordinator, GP care co-ordinator, housing support worker, and other professionals who genuinely care about me and my well being, beyond it just being their job sometimes. It really has made the difference between dreading having to seek and continue with getting better, and believing it's possible and wanting to trust people to help me.
My friends are also a massive blessing to me, they bring more and more of Gods love and patience and hope and joy into my life every time I see them!
My church family are also a massive blessing, they welcomed me in and loved me in more ways than I knew a church could. They housed me, they have been patient with me, they've not judged me when I've been really ill, and they've been great examples of God to me in many different ways. And of course there are cute babies to cuddle and children to play games with :)
One particular story I have that really showed me God's love was a while back. Before I share this story, I want to say that I am not ashamed of being ill, and I am proud of the progress I have made, please let it deepen your understating of the way God loves and doesn't judge, and please do not judge me for it. I believe it is right to share my experiences, because I believe mental health, and particularly self harm is aassive taboo, and isn't often talked about in church. At the time I wasn't well (I'm still not well, but progress has been made), and I regularly had a couple of friends coming round to where I was staying to support me with managing my day, eating, and not getting lonely. I was having a particularly bad day and had self harmed quite a lot when the friend who was coming over for a while to help me arrived. I couldn't get to the door, but it was open so they came in and called out to see where I was and I called back. I was a mess of tears and blood and not making much sense. I expected anger and shouting and frustration at me for what I had done, but I got none of that. They sat down next to me and let me cry, and helped me clean the wounds and compose myself a bit better. They didn't rush me or force me or tell me to stop being stupid or stop crying. They gave me time and they showed me love in a way I haven't ever experienced. I hope they won't mind me sharing this story, but I felt I needed to. This is a great example of showing love to people in great pain, and I encourage you to think if there are people you know who need this kind of love, and if you are able to give it to them.
So I am thankful for the people in my life, that God has placed there, and the things they have done for me and shown me love and more of God.
What is your reason for worshipping Hod today?