It wasn't that God didn't hear your cries, it was that satan silenced them...but you're going to believe what you want to believe... Sometimes when I'm at my worst and I feel like I just don't want to go on with the maddness a voice somewhere deep inside tells me that I can go on, that I do have the strength to live...but satan is a constant threat just waiting...would it take a miracle for you to believe that He does care...just look in a mirror and you'll see one of God's greatest miracles. I sound very preachy and I don't mean to. He is there. You just have to believe and stop blaming Him for satan's handy work.For along time after my ordeal God was not a contender for my love. What changed that was looking into the eyes of my children and seeing his light shinning there...He's where I got the strength to leave them...so that they would have a normal life, but that's another story. Maybe I have blind faith but it's better than believing that there is no one, absolutely no one for me to turn to. I don't think I could have lasted this long if it weren't for Him.

Mystry