In recent years I’ve had to fight hard just to survive the pain. In the previous post I said this: “You have to be willing to take a stand, let them at you, and not run away – ever. And we can do that because “the Sovereign Lord helps [us].” And God has taught me that I need to fight with love, not with bitterness. That’s what keeps me feeling at peace.”

The Lord has helped me take a stand and not run away when I was emotionally abused and stigmatized. I don’t know why I was treated the way I was. Through all my Living Room years I obeyed God as well as I could. I listened to what the sermons taught. Every morning I spent a couple of hours with God. I shared God’s love with the many who came to me with mental health problems. So why??? What on earth did I do wrong?

I tried fighting with love, but when love is rejected, what else can one do? One of my favourite verses from the Sermon on the Mount is Matthew 5:6:  Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled.

Jesus himself taught us to work for what is right. I don’t find myself able to do otherwise.