I found one of my earliest journal #deardiary I wrote when I was 12 years old during my recent, quick visit, to Jakarta.
Although I have known that my adolescence years weren’t my “best years”, it still surprised me to read the suicidal thoughts I wrote on the pages. Plus this pressure to please people as if their happiness depend on me, and also negative emotions of “loneliness” and “emptiness”.
I’d never imagined a 12yo me would have these profound, dark, and complicated thoughts. My depressed thoughts were my “normal days” alongside with my stories about my crush on boys.
But by the grace of God I am what I am now.
If some people ever told me that I’m such a “positive person”, that is because of JESUS who has rescued and delivered me from my old self (2 Cor 5:17).
I don’t tell myself over and over “you are worth it, believe in yourself”; because my worth only comes from He who loves me unconditionally even though I am a sinner.
I also have my daily battles, I certainly don’t have a belief in (and cannot rely on) my own deeds to save me from sins and worldliness.
So if I want to share with you #testimony of my #successstory, it would not be in the form “I was poor then God has blessed my life with $$$ or xxx”.
THIS is instead my story; story of deliverance, story of hope.
Story of how “I was blind but now I see, I was lost and He found me”.
Story of how He’s shifted my focus and revealed the true purpose of life (Galatians 2:20),
Story of redemption of how He has demonstrated His love by dying at the cross for my sins when I was still a sinner (Romans 5:8),
Story of how Jesus, through His once-for-all sacrifice, has become my Mediator and healed the broken relationships between myself and God (Hence, my relationships with people too. I am no longer a people-pleaser #Godpleaser).
Oh, and by the way, through my cousin’s advice, I have thrown away the journals instead of bringing them back here for the sake of its sentimentality (the other two I wrote when I was 14 yo, with the same depressed notes).
I know even by doing so, God has still not finished working in my heart. This is one of my “unseen battles”. And yet praise the Lord, I believe “in all these things I am more than conquerors through Jesus who loved me, for I am convinced that NOTHING will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord (Romans 8:37-39).
Not death, not depression, not hopelessness, not emptiness.
There is always a way out – not found in yourself, not in the world, but in Him alone – the Way, the Truth, and the Life (John 14:6).