You know.. at one point in my life I was so scared that I was going to end up broke and worthless. I didn't have a health or physical challenge but my head was messed up and I'll tell you why. My biggest fear was the fact that my mates were graduating and I had been held back in school because of some academic issues. I studied a course that would still demand some level of internship and certification before you can even practice on your own. Now seeing others go and leave me behind was a nightmare happening in real life. Plus I was in a city I hated living in because it was the opposite of what I knew a community to be. In fact, being in the school environment, running around to clear what had held me back in my department was torture. So many times I gave up, I was messed up mentally. I hate feeling like a failure, I hate being left behind, it was like every step forward took me two steps backwards, I became even more scared to make any move at all. I fought with God so many times, I was angry, I felt He was torturing me purposely. Even when I threatened to leave, somehow I heard him laugh at me. I don't know how to explain it but the period I was having this confrontation with God was when I felt his presence the most. It was like He was right in the middle of the ocean with me, watching me cry for help but he just watched without doing anything!😫 One thing he never did was allow me to drown. I was trying to come out of the water, he was right there and didn't help me, but each time I was about to drown he made me float again... Omo ehhh😢 I guess I was just impatient to understand what he was doing, whateverrrrr I didn't just enjoy it.😕 People would see me smile in church they never knew what I was battling inside. I didn't have a place to stay so I was just jumping houses from one friend to enemy. (Yes it was that bad😞) I saw the promises people made me floating around but totally out of reach, I became even angrier with myself for believing it was going to get any easier. Guess what.. I found the message, I understood what God was doing, and ONE PRAYER changed my life.. "Lord, I give up on my ability to help myself" His words to me that night after days of fasting and praying in tears like never before.. "Son, YIELD". For more that 2 hours that mid night the only words I say "Jesus I Yield" I kept shouting at the top of my voice.. Lord I Yield😫.. I didn't care if I was constituting a nuisance or if I was disturbing other people's sleep.. I kept screaming "Jesus I Yield" That was the turn around.. that all He wanted to hear, that's all he wanted to see.. SUBMISSION I type this with drops of tears, each time I remember that night I get emotional because I remember when I fully yielded to Jesus! That night changed my life! He gave me a kind of speed I never thought I could experience! Today I stand tall, saved by grace through faith. That night I saw JESUS!