Angel in my Cell

Hello, my name is Luis. And for years I've been wanting to share my story but most of my friends don't live with Christ like myself. My story has to take place in a cell in prison during my incarceration. But before I start, let me include that I've suffered many years with Generalized Anxiety Disorder, so for those who know how bad anxiety can get, imagine spending a whole year in a 6 by 9 cell all alone. Back to the story, while I was in there during that long year, I was losing my mind. I was missing my family. I was missing my freedom. It felt as if I was never getting out of there. A living hell is how I can describe it, but it was more mentally then physically. Sometimes I would just cry and ask God why?, and beg him to help me. For weeks I would cry to Him. One day, around noon, I was laying down on my cell bed, when all of a sudden the electricity went out. So it was pitch black. All I can hear is other inmates screaming and kicking doors. My mind couldn't take it. I started to panic. I couldn't see so my heart rate raced. So i closed my eyes and asked God to please fix this because Im losing it. When I opened my eyes, there was this bright light shining in my cell from under the door. It was unbelievably bright white. Unexplainable. So I got up from my bed and went to the door window and looked on the other side but there was nothing but darkness on that side. I looked down at the door from inside my cell and there was the light, still shining very bright. I was at loss of words. I didn't know what it was. So I sat back down on my bed and stared at the light. And suddenly I was calm. My heart rate went down too. And something in my head told me, patience. So I calmed down and waited and just stared at the light. About five minutes later, the electricity went back on. And while everyone was screaming in joy and cussing at the guards, all I could think about was ''was that an angel? was that a sign from God telling me to have patience?'' I thanked God and from that day I trusted in Him and worked on patience.
It's been 5 years since I've been released from the Texas Department of Corrections and I'm currently going to college to major in computer tech. and I've been speaking to God everyday all day. Thanking him for every little gift I get. The ones who are with Christ recognize these gifts from Him, but they are unseen from the blind who blame these gifts as their pure luck. I love God. My heart is pure. It's brand new. And I thank Him for my salvation.
''Sometimes it takes a painful experience to help change your ways''

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