Years ago, a young woman of 21 started on the most terrible odyssey. She had just begun to live when everything collapsed. She wouldn't go out, wouldn't go swimming, and wouldn't take a bus. She couldn't stand to be alone, and she couldn't stand to be with others. She was lonely, and loneliness was her worst enemy.
About a year later she married and then soon became a mother, but she couldn't enjoy either because of the way she felt. Years passed and she had another child, but her suffering continued. Her whole family tried to help, but nothing worked. She went to doctors, psychologists, and psychiatrists, but the sadness and agony continued. When her third child was about to be born, she started suffering panic attacks. She remained in this state until she was 49.
This woman was me. I was empty, sad, depressed, and disillusioned.
But then a very special Person came into my life. My brother began talking to me about this Person and all the good things that He had for me--mainly His immense love, which was something that had never before been expressed to me, as well as something that I had never before experienced, even in my marriage.
This love was wonderful! It gave me back the will to live, after 28 years. It was Jesus! I thank Him every day and want to give my life back to Him every day--He who died in a most cruel way so that I could be freed from loneliness and live in His love. He took me by the hand and led me to a new world to live as I had never lived, and He's given me the promise of eternal life in the world to come. For this I want to say, "Thank You, thank You, Jesus, for my salvation!"
(Sara is a member of the Family International in Argentina.)
