I can tell you boldly from my experience that there is nothing like having Jesus as a friend and a brother. Life is much more easier. There use to be a time I feel depressed and tired of living; everything that has to do with me seem to be wrong. I even went as far as blaming my parents for bringing me into this world full of emotional pain, disappointment and sadness. I used to wonder why I was not the presidents daughter or anywhere else where there is abundance. There were times I cry so bitterly because I could not have what I 'needed' talk less of 'wanted'. I felt like, what use is it living to please God and yet suffer.Yes... the devil had me realll big. He messed up with my mind and I fell flat on my face for it.
