I struggled with bullies as a child and teenager. Taunts and jeers followed me from school to school. We moved a lot and making friends seemed impossible. I did not have time to form lasting relationships because we stayed in most places for only two to three years at a time.
I relied heavily on my belief in Jesus to compensate. He became my friend.
I wrote this poem about the night that solidified my belief in Jesus years ago. I share it with you. He can be your best friend too if only you believe.
I remember that as a teen I felt alone and broken.
Cruelty, taunts, and teasing seemed normal but unbearable.
I often wondered, “Why me?”
One night, I could not sleep as I replayed the cruel words thrown at me earlier in the day.
I traveled back in time and remembered other instances of cruel teasing.
In tears and emotionally broken, I cried out to God in the middle of the night.
I remember the night well. I attended middle school and just had a fight with one of my classmates in my front yard.
She knocked me down and started hitting me as I went into a fetal position trying to shield myself from the blows.
Middles school years knocked me down because of cruelty and hurtful taunting that occurred daily.
That night, however, I cried out to God for help.
I cried about my past and how lost I felt, how alone.
He answered by filling my soul with a desire to praise Him and sing to Him.
I obeyed.
I remember the feelings that flooded my heart.
I remember Jesus uplifting me, and the Holy Spirit enveloping me in so much love.
My tears turned from tears of anguish to tears of worship.
Jesus reminded me of the gift He had given on the cross.
His blood shed for me.
His body, broken and battered.
He knew my grief of nonacceptance and loneliness.
He reminded me of His own outcast feelings when the crowds tried to stone Him.
I could picture His final traverse to Calvary, and I saw clearly His nail-scarred hand.
I reached out and took them.
My focus purely on Him.
Peace flooded my soul. Love filled my heart.
I have never connected with God again on such an intimate level.
I felt Him blow into my room with love and peace.
I long for it to happen again and pray over and over again for Jesus to come closer
I can walk with Him and tell Him how important He is to me.
My heart longs for Jesus and His Spirit to overwhelm me.
He always answers faithfully, but he never fills me to the degree that He did that late night so long ago.
I close today with steps to believe in Jesus and what is called “The Sinner’s Prayer.”
If you are downcast and broken-hearted, Jesus waits for you with open arms. The first step involves calling out to Him, believing He loved and died for you.
The second step centers on accepting His salvation plan for your life and believing that He is God.
The third and final step involves asking Jesus for forgiveness for your past sins and failures.
You pray in belief and faith these words:
Please, let me know in the comments if you prayed this prayer.
I also request that if you already believe, please post your prayers today for the unsaved that they might find Christ through this series. If only one person accepts Jesus because of this series, Jesus will be glorified. Thank you for your support.
I am so sorry to read of your terrible treatment from bullies as you were growing up. No one should have to face that. Your words are so thoughtful. I can already tell you are a strong women, with deep rooted faith. Thank you for sharing your thoughts with the #dreamteam.
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Thank you for sharing the love of Christ!
Lori, thank you for your support.
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Oh, I hurt for you past pain. But Jesus is so good and I’m so glad you share Him with others here. laurensparks.net
Lauren, I so appreciate you and your kind words today. Praying for you.
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Aww. I’m so sorry you had to go through that, Mary. We can be so cruel to each other. I moved a lot when I was a kid, too, so I know how isolating it can become to never be in any place long enough to really put down roots. Jesus became my best friend, too!
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Anita, thank you so much. It is so nice to learn we have this in common. Thank you again for your support. I really appreciate you.
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