A enemy once told me "Once you hit rock bottom that is when you will realize all you have lost." She was absolutely right. I lost everything. I lost my husband, children, father, mother, siblings, friends and my job all in the same year. They pronounced me crazy. I had hit rock bottom and I hit it fast. To the world around me I went from being a very confident well known motivator and mentor to a sinner before the courts of life. It was as if they were all preparing to kill me. They ruined my name and spoke of me as being the enemy of the state. I thought we were all family. Friends. I thought blood was thicker than water. Why were they testifying against me? Guilty against God because I didn't look like the rest of them, they sentenced me to death. To make sure I understood how I had broken laws, they nailed me to their handmade crosses. Then I died. They pronounced me dead. Then Jesus said unto his disciples, If any man will come after Me, let him deny himself and take up his cross, and follow Me. For whosoever will save his life shall lose it: and whosoever will lose his life for My sake shall find it.
Matthew 16:24-25 KJV
Buried Alive.