I am not an expert on depression. I am not sure if I already encountered it in my life. But one thing is sure and that there is a time in my life that I also wanted to die.
I was young then and I only thought that my life is meaningless and without purpose. Every day is the same, I woke up every morning and sleep at night. It seems that no body cared for me. It seems there is an emptiness in my life that even my family and friends cannot fulfill it.
My mother said that I cannot go to heaven if I willcommit suicide. And that fears me most. And so, years passed and I still manage to survive despite all negative thoughts in my mind.
Then, one day I finally found my purpose. It was November 10, 2004 when I cried to God for help and receive Jesus as my Lord and Savior. That day, I know my purpose is to honor Him in my life. That day reminded me that I am not alone and someone actually cared for me, and that someone has just died for me. That someone is Jesus Christ. I am worth dying for and so I have to live my life in accordance to His will.
Today, I know that I do not live a perfect life but His grace sustains me everyday. In Him, my life has never been empty and I am thankful. I hope that I could share Jesus to everyone I meet especially to those who are struggling right now, I want to tell them that they are worth dying for and Jesus already died for them so that they could have a relationship with Him. I pray that I could be that person to them. Because life is meaningful as long as you have Jesus.
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