JESUS SAVED ME!

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I grew up with at Metis Father and a Christian Mother. I gave my heart to the Lord when I was 7 years old. I went to a public school for grades k-10. School was never easy for me due to my slow learning. I was in modified and just passing all my grades, and yes I was picked on because of it. In Grade 6 cliques were formed, the nerds and the jooks. I'd played little bit of sports but wasn't that good at it. I questioned my skills and mind.

In Grade 7 everyone had a group that they belonged in but I was outcast because being a nerd wasn't me,nor being sporty. I just wanted to be myself but i was lost because of the lack of friends. In the same year I lost my Uncle Bob and my mom's cousin on the same day in June. I'd didn't give myself time to grieve because i was more worried about helping my family to get through the rough time. That year I just passed my finals exams. Which was the norm for me.

Grade 8 was harder and my grades were just passing as usual. I was being taken out of class for the extra help, and that left me with no friends other than Ty Naslund. Ty and I worked together lots due to struggles with our school. The nerds still picked on me and started to call me names (Whore, ugly, fat, slut, bitch, worthless piece of shit, bible thumper). It started to happen from once in a blue moon to once a month and then weekly to daily. I was bullied because of my weight, school marks, and of course for what I like! I wanted to hide every day. When I went home after school, I would still hide everything from my family because I was too stubborn to talk to them about the big issues. I only told them about the tiny things. My mom always kept the household positive, which helped me to keep going.

Grade 9 was more harder then ever! I would come home from school and went to my bed every day. I cried silently so no one would know. I couldn't understand why this was happening. I fell away from God. which was the most worst thing ever! I'd started to get depressed and started to believe the lies. I got so depressed that I'd dislike myself and I could hear what the bullies said in my mind.
One day my mom and dad were at work, and my sister was sleeping over at her friend's house. I felt so sad and I cried so much that I was in physical pain and majorly in deep depression.
I remember taking a knife to my chest. Feeling the cool blade as my tears continued down my face. I was about to end it and maybe the world would be better without me in it. I was just about to do it until.... I felt peace rushed over me that was unexplainable joy and peace. I was overwhelmed by the joy and peace and love that I'd felt. I kneeled on the floor and and cried more! As I closed my eyes I saw  Jesus with his arms opened wide and a little child running to him crying. As Jesus hugged the child, I felt that warm embrace. That was when I realized that the lies I had believed wasn't what God has or wanted me to have in my mind. Thank you Jesus for saving me on that day.
Now I'm going into nursing and have true friends around me with Christ like love. I am posting this cuz it's been 4 years since this and I am free!
Think about your actions cuz you never know how your affecting other.
PS thanks for reading this and have a wonderful day

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