When we we’re young and growing up we had to deal with my dad who was an undiagnosed paranoid schizophrenic, had a lot of bad influence, and molestation.

I made a few bad decisions, and it got to the point where I was really very depressed and I couldn’t shake it.

Anyway, I decided to go to a church service with my mom. The preacher came up and said he was being led to say something, that he didn’t know who the message was for.

We lived by a drug house and there had been a young man harassing me for about five in a half years. The preacher said, “I don’t know who this is for but someone’s harassing you, and I just wanted to let you know, Jesus is going to help you with that”. A week later the young man that had been harassing me got arrested.

God bless him. He isn’t scaring me anymore. I also got a job and the depression has left. I feel lighter.