God’s
Undeniable Love
One of the
greatest gifts God has given me is
understanding His unconditional love. Coming to know this wasn’t easy. I had to
learn it the hard way.
There was a time in the past when I didn’t believe in
God. I lived my life according to my will. I relied on myself for everything.
My mom did take me to church. The knowledge of God was there, but I never made the connection.
I would like to share with you an incident from my
past where God made His love undeniable.
In the summer of 1992 I had reached the lowest point
of my life. My fiance called off the
wedding. Her news floored me. I became
devastated, hurt, and confused over her choice of walking away.
I had
envisioned a lifetime full of romance, happiness and growing old together. I
imagined being a father. Looked forward to taking on the husband’s marriage
responsibilities. Now those family aspirations shattered. I felt cheated.
Her broken
promise pierced a hole in my heart, and
the excruciating pain that followed was unlike any I had ever experienced. My
emotional immune system damaged, and the door
for suicidal thoughts swung open.
Her decision to walk away enraged me. Resentment
overtook my heart and bitterness oozed out of my emotional pores. I wanted
revenge. So, I assassinated her character by telling everyone her deepest and
darkest secrets she had confided in me. I made it known to everybody the
injustice she had inflicted.
A subtle depression began brewing in my soul. The
emotional anguish over the event dominated me. The more I thought about her rejection of me, the stronger I felt about
committing suicide.
I was in a constant mental battle contemplating taking
myself out of this world or continue living in the sea of misery. Every morning
I struggled to crawl out of bed. I didn’t want to face life because the pain of
rejection was overwhelming. I hated her for turning my life inside out.
My desire to live began sinking into the black hole of
despair. My spirit was evaporating from my soul. I was losing the fight, and I couldn’t stop the inevitable.
Work, family,
and friends had no effect in pulling me out of the insanity of wanting to
commit suicide. I was a master of
disguises and convinced those around me, everything was working out. But, deep
inside my conscience the depression reached its boiling point.
No matter what I tried to avoid those avalanche of
negative thoughts only made matters worse. I had reached that point where I was
powerless over their paralyzing grip. Something had to give, and I decided to end it all. There was no turning back.
I activated my
designed plan to kill myself. My suicide method of choice was carbon monoxide
poisoning. It happened on my lunch hour.
I lived close to my employer and going home was normal . I drove in the
garage. Leaving the car running and closing the garage door sealed the deal.
I sat in the
driver seat with all the windows down. Nothing seemed to be happening, so I got out of the car and lay
down on the concrete floor up close to the tailpipe.
I began breathing in the exhaust fumes. That was the last thing I remembered.
God wasn’t going to let me die because He loved me.
The Lord had other plans, and it was all
about living.
God had sent one of my brothers to assist in saving my
life. I later found out my brother had an intuitive feeling to stop by the
house. Here God’s mysterious hand was at work because my sibling told me he was
pondering over not stopping by the home. The Lord made sure he would help
rescue me.
The next memory of this experience was waking up in
an oxygen chamber at a hospital. The doctors had to flush out the carbon
monoxide poisoning with pure oxygen.
I’m not sure
how long I stayed hospitalized, but upon release I had to spend time in a mental
institution. After a few days of psychiatric evaluation and the green light
from the medical professionals, I
returned home.
Looking back on this episode of my life leaves no
doubt in my mind the love of God. To come out of the fringes of death without
any physical or mental difficulties proves the Lord does show mercy. God’s healing power is astonishing because sustaining
no brain damage from the lack of oxygen is only by His grace. Those
facts are undeniable!
The Lord has repaired my soul and mended my heart.
Today I have a joy for God. I am grateful for His gift of life and cherish
devoting my will over to His protection.
Over the past 23 years,
there have been other troubles in my life. Marriage, divorce, death of a parent
and alcohol abuse. Those difficulties did cause havoc in my life. But on that
day in the summer of 1992 when God stepped in and grabbed a whole of me the
pain from those woes never brought on suicidal thoughts.
God’s undeniable love continues to impact me in a
profound way. The inner peace I have found in
trusting Him with all my affairs is the difference maker. There is no tragedy
in life that I haven’t been able to overcome when I surrender them over to God.