Living for Christ
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Living for LIfe
There is much more than getting up every day and just going through the motions! There is so much more to life : ) I hope you will follow my journey and life moments as I share them. Below is my journey and I hope to soon post experiences with you that will help you in your growth. With any luck I will be sharing reviews of some wonderful products in the future : )
A change will do you good
I survived! After three years of almost daily abuse I grew up and lashed out. For years I couldn't dare share the shame of sexual abuse so I turned to alcohol, men, drugs, anything for affection and avoidance. Then my mother passed away 10 days before my 18th birthday. This sent me into a downward spiral of more alcohol abuse. When I sobered up I met my first husband. We became pregnant first and I begged him to marry me. I was seeking love from someone who had a hole in too. A God shaped hole that I didn't realize needed to be filled by God and could only be filled by God.
I married 2 more times. Did more drugs. Drank more alcohol. Had another child that I gave up for adoption and had 3 abortions. Still needing something I could not find in other people I finally paused. My last marriage ended with me realizing there had to be more! Driving down the road after 9/11 I saw a church steeple. I had driven past it many times but this time I was compelled to go in. I went in, prayed, and on the way out saw a divorce recovery sign that gave me a safe option for returning. If I didn't like it, I wouldn't be missed. I wasn't committed to a service just a group. And I went. I went and I cried, I grew, and I committed. Finally! I committed to Sundays at that church. And I fell in love with Jesus. He was always there I just had never let him in. I deliberately and willingly decided to follow Jesus.
I married 2 more times. Did more drugs. Drank more alcohol. Had another child that I gave up for adoption and had 3 abortions. Still needing something I could not find in other people I finally paused. My last marriage ended with me realizing there had to be more! Driving down the road after 9/11 I saw a church steeple. I had driven past it many times but this time I was compelled to go in. I went in, prayed, and on the way out saw a divorce recovery sign that gave me a safe option for returning. If I didn't like it, I wouldn't be missed. I wasn't committed to a service just a group. And I went. I went and I cried, I grew, and I committed. Finally! I committed to Sundays at that church. And I fell in love with Jesus. He was always there I just had never let him in. I deliberately and willingly decided to follow Jesus.
Living for Christ
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