Who Is Flawed-Personal Narrative

Shattered, broken, and mentally tired. I detested living with all the cruel things that life could bring. I felt like a wolf trying to catch its prey lying in ambush. There was absolutely no hope for me. All of my dreams had been destroyed. Friendships were ruined, and love did not exist for me. As a young girl, I grew up in a place where if two or three were gathered, someone would be in the midst, someone who is filled with hope, someone who is filled with love and passion. A simple prayer would even cause Him to show His manifested power. I entered the moment with anticipation. I had a hunger and a thirst that only He was able to satisfy. My grandmother had taught me that in His presence bodies are healed, broken dreams are restored, and

I was disgusted and weakened from all of the rude remarks I had been getting throughout the week. Later that night, I decided to go, but something just wouldn’t allow me to. A man whom I had never seen before approached me and said, “what’s a girl like you doing at a place like this?’ Offensively, I responded by saying, “What do you mean? Everyone else is here, so why can’t I be here?” He said, “No, this is not a place for you. Go home.” I became angry with him, and I kept refusing to go home. Calmly, he was steady pleading for me to go home, and suddenly, he disappeared. Five minutes later, my uncle saw me and made me go. I was very upset. Around 1:00 A.M, I heard many different sirens coming from up the street. I ran up the road, anxious to see what was happening. When I arrived at the scene, I discovered that three people had been shot badly. Immediately, I began to thank God for protecting, sheltering, and having His angels to watch over me. I learned that being in ministry was not for the faint at heart. I could not wear my feelings on my shoulders or even think that ministry was all about how I felt. When you are truly of the Kingdom of God, some things are just non-negotiable.
Not everyone believes in God. In fact, if He is to stand before the people today, they would still deny that He isn’t real. Believing is personal faith. It is hard to change people’s faith and beliefs by knowledge.