As you can see, I'm a human being. But before you judge me by my cover, I'd like to tell you what's inside.
I know what it's like to feel Fear. And to hate it. Maybe you do too.
I know what it's like to feel like I'm not good enough. To feel like I'm so bad not even God could fix me. To feel like hell... and to wish I'd never been born. That's a hard place to be.
I know what it feels like to be incapable of talking about "it". Yet "it" was killing me. One bad idea, one bad feeling, after another. And I know I didn't know why.
The Spirit of Life decided to have mercy on me.
And so suggested I open up and talk about "it". I thought "it" would kill me, so I couldn't even think about listening. Let alone believing. But "it" is a lie I believed to be true. So "it" was wrecking my life. "It" was making me believe Life is a bully, and that Life sucks, but Life is the best thing any of us has ever been given. And Life is our very best friend in the whole universe.
Listen to me, and understand something:
I look like a human being. But what you see is the shell. The dust of the earth raised to life to host the spiritual child inside - which is the actual me. A child of the Spirit of Life. My body therefore is a temple. A demonstration of the skill and expertise of the Spirit of Life, who lives in this body with me, making it work, so we are one.
I used to believe I was separated from God, but in him I live, and move, and have my being. And this is true of you too.
Sanity is a spirit. The Spirit of Life. No Fear. No Doubt. No Unbelief. And no Lie.