Like so many others, I was raised in a Christian home, but chose to put God on the shelf as a young adult, but sought Him out when I hit rock bottom. I was contemplating a method for commiting suicide, when a gentle thought entered my mind, "How will your young boys live if you are gone?" At that moment, knowing I had to live, but also knowing I could not keep on, I cried out to God, "God, if you are really there, I cannot go on. Please help me!" God did that and so much more.
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