I had no interest in God, religion or church…just a normal person with a husband and children living life the best I could! But in 1981 I was diagnosed with Clinical Depression. I took numerous antidepressants and sleeping tablets for years. I became shut down, suicidal and in dark despair with no peace; I felt I had nothing to say and had no reason why I was depressed. I saw a psychologist who couldn't cope with me, also a psychiatrist who I just didn't trust and was unable to help me!
During those three years, I was being supported by a local doctor called Rosemary who was trying to help me. She was a Christian who went to a local church but was not allowed to say anything about 'religion' to patients! I trusted her as she gave me time and was a tremendous support. Even so after many years I was at the very end of myself, in total hell, full of pain with no way out, when one day she told me the story about the "Lost Sheep and that I was caught in the brambles and couldn't get out", which was the utter truth. (Years later she said it was God kicking her to share this picture).
After that I had an urge to go into a local church and asked my friend Audrey to take me in when empty, which we did on two occasions. Both times she sat at the back praying quietly, while I was saying to myself, "That I wanted someone to come and get me, gab me by my shoulder, hang on to me and not letting me go!". (At the time I didn't know this was a prayer) Amazingly after each visit I had the first sense of peace within myself for years!
When I went back to my doctor, she thought my problem was spiritual and advised seeing a local vicar…but no way was I going to do that! She then suggested her pastors (who weren't vicars!) which I agreed to meet. She took me to see them, I couldn't talk to them but had written down Matthew 11v28-30 'Come to me all who are weary and burdened and I will give your rest' which I had found in my daughter's bible. They prayed for me and again I had lots of peace within, which drew me back for more again and again! Peter, Ann & Liz were the answer to my prayer and hung on to me for several years, spending many hours of their time, with healing prayers and love to bring a deep healing to my body, mind and soul.
On the 5th November 1985 I surrendered to Jesus on Codden Hill in North Devon.
My husband Gerry became a believer shortly after and we have lived an exciting life following Jesus, ministering in the power of the Holy Spirit and seeing the Glory of God. Praise the Father for His Healing Heart of Love.
M.T.Hulland 2024
(Brick No. 25297 on the Eternal Wall of Answered Prayer)