Robin J

I have been a Christian for almost three years. I was born into the faith, went to church, was completely on fire for the Lord in my elementary school years. Then I stopped going to church, I honestly don't know what it was that made me stop, but I guess I was following my dad's footsteps. I became a prodigal, and there I stayed until June 6, 2010. That was the day I could've died and gone to hell. You see, I was diagnosed with depression in June 2008. But, I never felt like my life was worthless; I just felt like there was something missing in my life. I decided to take my own life on June 6, but God had other plans. I thought to myself, after spending a quarter of an hour sobbing, "I don't want to die" and then and there i poured out my anguish, and in the ten minutes that followed, I felt myself be forgiven, all the sin wash away, all the hatred and disgust burn away. I had taken pills to overdose and kill myself. But, as I felt His love descend upon me, I literally felt the poison leave my bloodstream. I felt my spirit, that was once was dead, come alive in me at 6:30 pm. That night, after showering and lights out, I immediately fell asleep. Mind you, I am a night owl, so it takes awhile for me to fall asleep. That night I slept peacefully for the first time in years. I had no nightmares, no dreams. It seemed as if five minutes after I had fallen asleep, it was morning and time to get ready for finals.
February of my senior year (2012), I asked God if He could finish preparing the man of my dreams. well, a few weeks after i graduated from High School, I woke up from a dream. it was my FB relationship status: changed from 'being single' to 'being engaged' to the very boy i didn't expect to deserve!