When I was eleven years old I became so angry and hateful. I hated everything my mom stood for and that was God. At sixteen I became a call girl; I just didn’t care anymore. Then I got married at nineteen and things went ok for a while. My husband died at age thirty-four, I was only thirty. Then I got on drugs and drinking until I almost killed myself with drugs. I asked God to help me and he gave me another chance. I got off the drugs but I was still drinking a lot. Then on August 25, 1983 I asked God to forgive me.
At that time I didn’t put up with anything, I almost killed an eleven-year-old boy, so that is why I asked for forgiveness. Sadly, I went on with my life thinking that because I had asked for forgiveness I could continue to do what I wanted; I did stop drinking at that time though. Then about three years ago I had a heart by-pass surgery and that made me stop and think that God really wants more from me. So about a year ago I gave God all of my life; that has made all the difference for me. Thank God!
Sunday, June 17th 2012