My darkest day was July 18, 2000, when I was locked up in a psych ward. Themptycellimagese state of Florida mandated I be stripped of everything. Well, except for my socks, they let me keep those. But they took my personal belongings, my husband, my driver’s license (my identity).  And the empty “cell” I was locked in, took away my dignity. People can take a lot of things from us, but nobody can take Jesus from a heart.  That’s God’s home, He protects it fiercely and if He’s in your heart, you still have everything. As I laid on my cot in my cell, the enemy called me a lot of things, but God called louder. He called me significant, wonderfully-made and His chosen kid. (see Jeremiah 29:11, Psalm 139, Jeremiah 1).  To God, I was still somebody, He wasn’t finished with me and He was choosing to preserve my life.  And right now, if you have a pulse, He’s still choosing to preserve yours.  On the darkest day of your life, with Jesus in your heart, you are still in the game!  He’s not finished with you. As a matter fact, you and Him might just be getting started. I hope this encourages someone today.

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