Why I believe in God
So at the age of 23 I made the biggest mistake of my life and tried meth. It wasn't long after I was being tormented by voices. I wrote a poem on this blog of what it was like short version. It doesnt even come close to everything but its a summary of what happened to me. Strangely it wasnt my first encounter hearing something. When I was younger and even in my adulthood I would get these experiences science calls sleep paralysis. If you ever had one you know how incredibly terrifying they can be, anyway during one of these experiences there was a voice it sounded like an old lady. I couldn't make everything out she was saying but caught, "Theres nothing you can do about it!" Her voice sounded like when a voice talks through a fan. Then I felt this force push me and she was gone and I was able to wake up. Waking up to that fan beside me gave me chills but luckily my brother was beside me. That wasnt my first sleep paralysis and I just told myself it was a bad nightmare. The time before that I cant explain away so easily but what saved me is what helps me when I get confused and question things. My brother and I were in our room talking it was just a regular day. Im not sure what we were talking about but out of nowhere everything went black. All I could see was darkness. Then thats the first time I ever heard a voice. It was a man and he was trying to talk to me. I was terrified because I didnt know what was going on and my fear drowned out my hearing because I cant recall what was being said but my first instinct was to cry "Jesus" As soon as I said his name, it was instantaneous. I was back in my room scared and confused and my brother told me I was just laying there not blinking. I told him what happened and I dont know how I got over it but I did. When I got older after smoking meth the voices didnt go away when I prayed or cried out for jesus. I was tormented close to a year before I got a break. It's because of the meth though. It has a stronghold on me I wasnt smoking it during my year of torment and it was really hard. I felt empty. The voices came back of course when I started smoking it again. Not all the time and the span of 3 years I got stronger to ignore them when they try bug me. I know meth is a doorway you dont want to open. My faith is coming back and one day I will beat it because I believe god has a plan for me. STAY AWAY FROM METH!! You dont want to experience what Ive gone through and after it happens your forever changed. It traumatizes you. The devil is real and so is Jesus how else can I explain my instantaneous save when I was younger just saying his name.