I was saved last Sunday and gave myself to the King of Kings, Jesus Christ. I am awake and alive in such a remarkable way. No nervous breakdown or psychosis, no Bipolar to bog me down, this is nothing less than a miracle. Surrounded by the Love of family and friends daily, I am feeling the intensity of emotion in the most truthful of ways. Fluid with thoughts and ideas, hungry to have more of Him, I am a-symptomatic of a lifetime illness that once wished only to destroy me. Suicidal ideation, drug abuse and sexual misconduct, I will offer praise to my Lord for he has Saved me from a most horrific eternity. In my obedience, I will continue to discuss Bipolar Disorder as I am affected and share my life as it takes shape before me.
Just a while ago I couldn't sleep so I wrote this ... for you
Her First Day
Cynthia M. Sabotka
I have lived a heavenly day. For on that day, drenched in the supernatural of His power, I followed with the jubilance of a thousand Angels; a path not directed by my own.
A quiet touch, arms of a new life, how He surrounded me while I shed my pain. In course, on that glorious day, each breath a transformation, each emotion a cleansing of my broken heart.
Previously life, once lived in the shadow of grays; an illness of mind drawn out by the power of hands, and by the driving force of an electrical field ... He raised me up.
So with the crispness of new fallen snow, a child bowed to His name and was Saved. Saved and Loved and Forgiven ... all on her first day.
