I come from a family where sons are more favoured. I did not feel loved at home. During my high school years, desperate for love, I entered into several relationships but they all ended badly. I did not find love but experienced the pain of rejection. I began to visit temples and pledged to shorten my life in exchange for true love. But all these did not bring any change, and I was just inflicting more pain on myself. I could not find the meaning of life. Too scared to commit suicide, I tried walking in the middle of the road hoping that a passing car would kill me.
As some would say, the end of man’s way is the beginning of God’s way. Like a zombie, I was brought into a church and through the hymns that we sang, I learnt that He loves me, He understands my hurt and that He forgives all my sins. Suddenly, all the long accumulated grievances and resentments disappeared and I experienced deep peace. I have found the courage to live and hope. I no longer chase after love to meet my need to be loved.
The Bible says, “For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.” Would you like to put your trust in Jesus?