About Seven years ago, I had lost my job with the Government, ran out of Unemployment
Compensation and ended up on Welfare. During this time I had to begin to work for my
check (while on Welfare). I ended up cleaning parks for my check. I became very
depressed and attempted to end my life.
Before I left home that morning, I had already decided I would take an overdose of pills. So,
when I got to the park (and I got there before anyone else) I sat down at one of the park tables
and started taking the pills. Well, needless to say the next thing I knew I was in the hospital.
Evidently, they had pumped my stomach (the tubes were still in my nose). As I was coming to
my senses, I heard a doctor say, "no I'm not putting her in there". And then a doctor came to
take the tubes out.
Then, I was taken to one of the wards where an attendant sat by my bed and watched over me.
She had to stay with me through the night, even when I had to use the bathroom. I was then
moved to a room right in front of the nurses station (where they could watch me). At first I really
didn't like it. I just wanted to be alone. Guess what happened next.
There was a lady in the room with me (a patient). She had a lot of visitors. And one of them was
a cousin of mine, whom I had not seen for years. I got to know my roommate. She had Aids, she
was blind. She also had a lot of family, but they could not be there with her all of the time. So-o,
it ended up being me who attended to her needs. Nurses were not always available either. They
were very short handed. (God is so awesome.) I had to take her to the bathroom, help her in and
out of bed and so on.
Well, it was time for me to be released from the hospital. So, I went home, but I was compelled to
go back to the hospital to see how she was doing. When I got there she was sitting in a chair with
the sheet over her entire body and crying. I really didn't know what to do, so I just helped her get
washed, put her to bed and asked her if she wanted me to read her something from the Bible (it
was a children's Bible someone had left her) and she said yes. I then asked her if she was ready
to sleep and she said yes.
I left the hospital and later called my cousin. He got in touch with this woman's daughter and they
were able to put her into a nursing home - right next door to the hospital - where she would get the
care she needed.
Since then, I gave my life to Christ and Father God has used me, yes me to reach other hurting people.
What if I had died in my sin?
What about you?