GUILT AND GOD
I hardly slept at night as guilt kept me tossing over and over again. I would wake up at the dead of the night and think till the sun stole a peep through my window. I struggled to keep my relationship with God...honestly, I tried. I reached out to people who could help. I got turned down by some while others promised to keep tabs on me and got busy with their life afterwards. I stared at my Bible as if it were poison . Each time I opened it, I could hear a million voices saying different things but striking one message - GUILT ! In a way, I knew I was made to be more than this. There was this feeling that it won't ever be the way God once made it. I knew God was a loving Father but I also knew He had some lessons I had to face and like Adam, I was scared. I googled about Kirk Franklin, read about his rebellious teenage years, how he had to deal with his girlfriend's pregnancy and yet go on to fulfill God's purpose for his life. I think that shook me a bit and I began to a