In high school I struggled with depression and had suicidal intentions. Some of this was chemical (it’s a weird phase of life) but much of it came down to not seeing my purpose. Despite being raised in a Christian home, the gospel message didn’t resonate with me. The only things that seemed to matter were money and power and I chartered a course early in my life to acquire as much of both as possible. I remember thinking during this time that best case scenario was living to 30 yrs old maybe. Through a series of events God brought me to my knees and revealed himself to me and I submitted to his authority in my life. Now as I sit on the doorstep of turning 40 I can now reflect on the amazing ways in which God works in one’s life. I am fuller and more blessed than I ever could have imagined with a loving wife, 4 amazing kids and people in my life willing who invest in me. I’ve never admitted this publicly but for anyone out there who might be in a similar situation, your present trials and challenges may just be God’s attempt to get your attention.
Can I be happy Maduro is gone, impressed at how it was carried out, thankful we’re on the front foot again and sad we did it all at the same time? The only rule of the 4th turning: there are no rules.
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