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Two years ago I heard a religious psychiatrist on a radio call-in program tell a distraught, hopeless, sobbing, Christian lady there was no hope for victory over her yesterdays of abuse unless she received professional help. She sobbed her way through the words, "I have no money." She was again assured that there was no hope without professional help.

I remembered myself at that exact state of being one early autumn morning several years before.

I wanted so badly to tell that lady on the radio the truth. That day the Lord seeded in my heart an

overwhelming burden for others---others, who as children were not nurtured with love.

I write this today to testify that God is able and enough for all things. God alone brought me to victory over my yesterdays---victory in Jesus Christ. When I turned to and surrendered my will to my Lord and fully trusted God with Sharon Jehovah-Rapha, (this name of God means the God who heals His children) touched the cross of Christ to the bitter waters of my life and made them sweet in His will for me---palatable---able to be assimilated for healing and growth.

In the fall of 1984 I felt totally alone and unloved. I knew that I stood just beyond the shadow of God’s all encompassing wings. I ached to understand why I was unable to believe that God loved me as much as He loved everyone else. I wanted so desperately to know what was preventing me from totally surrendering my life to Jesus Christ. For weeks I had begged for answers and had refused God’s urging to seek counsel from my pastor. I had never shared my yesterdays of hurt with anyone and unexplainable fear kept me from starting then.

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