He Hears Your Cries

Drive a stake in it.  Put an end to it.
It's time, you've suffered long enough.
Sometimes in life your called to do things you know you need to do.
Your asked to do it, make the change, Go. Genesis 12:1-GWT
Not forced, asked.  By a kind and loving God.
One who is looking out for you.
You hope and pray that you'll make it through, that you'll be o.k. that you'll come out on the other side.
When you do go, and you will come out the other side.  You will look back, you can take a deep breath, sigh and say. 
"That was hard, but worth it." and I've been asked,
"Would I do it again?"  "Yes, indeed."
When God asks you to come, when you see Him reaching His hands out to you.  You hear His soft still voice say, "Come and leave the rest behind." Go! and Don't look back; But Lot's wife, behind him, looked back,... Genesis 19:26-ESV 
Go! It's worth it!  Let your life change forever. 
I've been where you've been, I'm still there. I get the looks, the shunning, the rejection, the lies told, the lies spread.  But what's different now, I have Christ.  And because of Him, I have the faith, the strength, the love, the ability to forgive through Christ himself, and the power to endure the arrow of rejection, the bullet of shunning,
and the sting of lies.

Psalm 31:6-24 MSG
6-13 I hate all this silly religion, but you, God, I trust.
   I'm leaping and singing in the circle of your love; you saw my pain, you disarmed my tormentors,
   You didn't leave me in their clutches but gave me room to breathe.
   Be kind to me, God—
      I'm in deep, deep trouble again.
   I've cried my eyes out; I feel hollow inside. My life leaks away, groan by groan; my years fade out in sighs. My troubles have worn me out, turned my bones to powder.
   To my enemies I'm a monster; I'm ridiculed by the neighbors. My friends are horrified; they cross the street to avoid me. They want to blot me from memory, forget me like a corpse in a grave, discard me like a broken dish in the trash.
   The street-talk gossip has me "criminally insane"! Behind locked doors they plot how to ruin me for good.
 14-18 Desperate, I throw myself on you:you are my God!
   Hour by hour I place my days in your hand, safe from the hands out to get me.
   Warm me, your servant, with a smile; save me because you love me.
   Don't embarrass me by not showing up; I've given you plenty of notice.
   Embarrass the wicked, stand them up, leave them stupidly shaking their heads as they drift down to hell.
   Gag those loudmouthed liars who heckle me, your follower, with jeers and catcalls.

 19-22 What a stack of blessing you have piled up for those who worship you, Ready and waiting for all who run to you to escape an unkind world.
   You hide them safely away from the opposition. As you slam the door on those oily, mocking faces,
      you silence the poisonous gossip.
   Blessed God!
      His love is the wonder of the world. Trapped by a siege, I panicked.
      "Out of sight, out of mind," I said.  But you heard me say it, you heard and listened.
 23 Love God, all you saints; God takes care of all who stay close to him,
   But he pays back in full those arrogant enough to go it alone.
 24 Be brave. Be strong. Don't give up. Expect God to get here soon.

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