Over two years ago I was depressed and discouraged. My husband's business had failed, his father and mother were both very-ill, and I was without any material security, as we had sold our car and our household goods to meet our business obligations. Indeed, I did not know which way to turn or what to do.
I had been brought up in an orthodox church, had been taught to pray, and I had attended services fairly regularly when I was younger, but I had drifted away in later years because I could not accept many of its teachings.
However, I began again to read my Bible and to pray, almost in desperation, for help. I had some blind faith in what I called Christian principles, but little understanding. I believed that when Jesus said (Matt. 6:33), "Seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you," and (Matt. 7:7), "Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find," he meant what he said. But how to search? What were the rules? For the first time in my life, finding the truth became more important to me than anything else. I had lived for the past twenty years my way. From then on I wanted to live God's way, if I could only learn how.
