I was reading this forum and decided to take a chance and post my own story after reading the story of someone else on here. First let me say, it is so wonderful to find this forum. Now, for my story. Brace yourselves, and make sure you are sitting in a stable chair with nothing close by that may cause serious damage if you fall out of your chair from shock.
OK, let me being by saying I am 35 years old. I married my first husband when I was 18. I got pregnant before the actual ceremony and therefore had our child 6 months after we married. I had dated him for over 2 years actually it was almost 3 years. I got pregnant with our second child when the first baby was 8 months old. Birth Control is not always fool proof. My first husband was very very good to me when we dated. He changed when we married. I was forced to attend his family church where I was treated very poorly. He also became very abusive when I got pregnant with the second child. He tried to cause me to abort the child by beating me. He 1/2 way succeeded in that I was carrying twins and lost one of the babies. God protected us and I was able to carry one of those babies to term. The man became more and more abusive. He finally turned his abuse toward the children. This is when I left. I was in the hospital in serious condition. I was unable to turn my head, one whole side of my face was black and blue. I had endured every form of abuse imagineable including having him very forcefully rape me when our first child was 2 weeks old.
I remarried several years later. I had known that person since middle school. I got pregnant immediatly. Things went well at first. He then refused to work, screamed at my first two children, and then the final straw. We were at a restaurant having dinner. I took the baby to the bathroom to change her diaper. While I was in there, he wrote a note to our pregnant waitress asking her out. He did not know one of my coworkers also worked part time at the restaurant. She gave me the napkin with him asking out her coworker and is cell number. I ended the marriage right then. He had come home several times with hickeys on his neck, but I never had proof before.
I then developed a serious issue with trust. I finally decided to date again. I dated a man who was the brother of one of my closest friends. I thought I had finally made the right choice. I dated this man for many years. I nursed him through congestive heart failure and two bouts with cancer. We finally married. Well 10 months after we married my oldest child who was 12 called for me in the middle of the night. She told me he had been molesting her for 4 months. He admitted it. I had him move out right away. I went through 2 years of getting him convicted and almost lost my friend also. Thankfully she understood I could never trust him to not hurt my kids. She and I still talk.
This divorce (#3) really pushed me over the edge. I got so angry. I felt God hated me and was angry and blamed him for not protecting my daughter. There are no words to explain my anger. I turned to alcohol, and marijuana. I was at the bar every night. A little over a year after that man left I found a website for my local area. It was a great way to make friends and such. They had outtings to meet and everything, plus they were at bars and I preferred to stay drunk at that point. Well one day I got a message from a man on there. He was a christian and a single parent due to his wife having an affair. Well, he asked me to lunch. So I said yes. I was not expecting anything at all. After lunch he hugged me bye and I felt something amazing. It was as though the world stopped. I knew I had fallen instantly in love. I was so scared! I moved in with him that weekend. We lived together from Aug 2003 until now. He walked away from god and to the gates of hell to bring me back. He helped me find my way back to god and away from the drugs and alcohol. We went to our pastor in November and told him we needed to get married to get that last part of our lives right with God. Our pastor prayed and then said I am going to marry you after church service a week from next sunday. We had 12 days notice. We married on a Sunday right after church service in our church prayer chapel. Our head pastor married us. It was so different from anything I have experienced before. I have a husband who goes to church with me. He is faithful. He prays with me several times a day. He prays for me every day. He is even adopting my children. I never imagined I could have what I have now. We have been together almost 3 years now, although we just married in November. I have a husband who shows me God's love by how he loves me. Its so amazing.
I just thought maybe there was someone else who could learn something through my story. If not maybe at least someone was entertained.
OH yeah, on top of all that we have my 3 kids, his 2 kids. We say our 5 kids. guess what!!!! All 5 have dedicated their lives to God, read their bibles every single day, pray over every meal, tell their friends about jesus and are going to spend eternity in heaven walking streets of gold.
