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My testimony is very personal. I really don't like to share it because of the context. But, if I share it, someone might be able to benefit from it... So, Here I go.
I was in a relationship when I was 19-20 yrs old with a boy from high school. We were together for 2 years and living with each other. I had a part time job, barely surviving. I was so depress. I felt so lonely and depress.
See, the reason I lived with him was because I got into a fight with my mom. We were in the process of building a house and had to live in a 2 room apartment in the transistion. I grew up in a huge home with my own bathroom. The tiny apartment was a change, and hard to get use too. I had to share one bedroom with my sister and brother that were in high school. I can say we use to step on each other's toes.
Everyone was so stressed. My parents were building there own home, and would spend 12 hours at the site. My sister was in her teens and trying to find herself.
My brother had to live in the bathroom. Yes - bathroom. My parents some how converted the extra bathroom into a small dorm room.
I was fighting alot with my parents. I was currently attending college, but my heart wasn't into it. I worked part time at pier one.
One day, my mom and I got into a major fight. It ended very badly. I ended up packing up all my belongings (not much) and left for my boyfriends house.
He lived in a trailor with his mom. The living sitution was the furtest from a Christian Home. I think God was really testing me. I use to hang out at a liqour store and drink and smoke.
Needless to say, our relationship was not solid. We fought and it ended up becoming abusive. But, I WAS the one fighting and hitting. I was so unhappy with my life, I took it out on him. He was not to blame. He was actually a decent guy.
He had a child from a prevouis relationship. So, he had that to deal with. One day I found out I was pregnant. So, here I was, a lost soul, no backbone in anything. Depressed - spend my days in bed wondering if this is my life - and found out I was going to be a mother.
I told my boyfreind. He was not excited to say the least. He all ready had a kid, and really couldn't support another. So, we ended up flipping through a phone book. I was numb to the fact that I was choosing this option. But, at the time, it was the answer.
I ended up killing my baby.
After this, my bf and I moved into an apartment. Living like everything was okay. But, inside I was messed up as ever. I cheating on my bf trying to find comfort. I wanted to get drunk all the time. Now, I know I was dealing with the most devasting time in my life.
One day, my boyfreind and I got into a fight. I ended up taking a golf club, and smashed the tv in. He ended up calling the cops, and he and his sister psyically threw me out of my apartment. I ended up on the door step of the only place I could turn. My best friend. She took me in her house, and she was a newly wed. And, tried to comfort my battered heart and soul.
I was at the bottom. I didn't want to call my parents and my bf cut me off. The last time I heard from him, he was crying. He didn't understand what happended to me. This is the next day after the incedent. That is the last time I heard from him.
I ended having my mom come and go to the apartment to get my stuff. My life was ending.
I moved back to my parents, determine to pull my life together. I DID not tell them what happened - and till this day I haven't. It would break their hearts.
Several months later, the LORD sent someone in my life that forever changed it. And, that person is, my husband.
He was a Christian.
One night, he brought me to a chruch play. I forget what is was called. Basically the plot was there were these situtions that we find our selves in everyday. Like choosing to drink with friends at a party..and other tempations.
And- it showed times when people would do good things -
Then the second part of the play, showed where this person would go if they died. If they did the wrong thing, the demons would bring them to HELL.
And, if they choose the right decisions, they would go to HEAVEN.
Well, one of the situtions was this...
There was a girl that found out she was pregnant. She has to make the decision to keep it, or other.
She choose to other.
Something happened, and she died.
She went to HELL.
Then, Jesus appeared in Heaven, holding the beautiful baby.
My heart sank and I was crying so hard.
This was me. I did this.
But, the Holy Spirit comforted me. He surrounding me. At the end of the play, they asked if anyone would like to surrender to Christ.
The point of the play was, it doesn't matter what you did in the past. Even the most horrible sickening thing.
GOD STILLS LOVES YOU!! AND FORGIVES YOU.
I went to the altar. I criend and worshipped. That day I accepted JESUS CHRIST as my savior. HE forgave me. I knew my baby was with HIM. And, HE loves me no matter what.
Since that day, I am forever thankful for JESUS. After I gave my life to HIM, my husband and I married. I haven't fought with him.
I have a beautiful house.
My husband has a wonderful job.
I am healthy.
And most importantly, I have two beautiful childern that I love more then life it self.
I am happier than I can ever be.
God has blessed me.
Still is, every day.
MY life is for HIM now.
Everything is HIS.
I know one day I will be reunited with my baby. God as given me by baby back. ALL because I choose to love HIM.
I was in a relationship when I was 19-20 yrs old with a boy from high school. We were together for 2 years and living with each other. I had a part time job, barely surviving. I was so depress. I felt so lonely and depress.
See, the reason I lived with him was because I got into a fight with my mom. We were in the process of building a house and had to live in a 2 room apartment in the transistion. I grew up in a huge home with my own bathroom. The tiny apartment was a change, and hard to get use too. I had to share one bedroom with my sister and brother that were in high school. I can say we use to step on each other's toes.
Everyone was so stressed. My parents were building there own home, and would spend 12 hours at the site. My sister was in her teens and trying to find herself.
My brother had to live in the bathroom. Yes - bathroom. My parents some how converted the extra bathroom into a small dorm room.
I was fighting alot with my parents. I was currently attending college, but my heart wasn't into it. I worked part time at pier one.
One day, my mom and I got into a major fight. It ended very badly. I ended up packing up all my belongings (not much) and left for my boyfriends house.
He lived in a trailor with his mom. The living sitution was the furtest from a Christian Home. I think God was really testing me. I use to hang out at a liqour store and drink and smoke.
Needless to say, our relationship was not solid. We fought and it ended up becoming abusive. But, I WAS the one fighting and hitting. I was so unhappy with my life, I took it out on him. He was not to blame. He was actually a decent guy.
He had a child from a prevouis relationship. So, he had that to deal with. One day I found out I was pregnant. So, here I was, a lost soul, no backbone in anything. Depressed - spend my days in bed wondering if this is my life - and found out I was going to be a mother.
I told my boyfreind. He was not excited to say the least. He all ready had a kid, and really couldn't support another. So, we ended up flipping through a phone book. I was numb to the fact that I was choosing this option. But, at the time, it was the answer.
I ended up killing my baby.
After this, my bf and I moved into an apartment. Living like everything was okay. But, inside I was messed up as ever. I cheating on my bf trying to find comfort. I wanted to get drunk all the time. Now, I know I was dealing with the most devasting time in my life.
One day, my boyfreind and I got into a fight. I ended up taking a golf club, and smashed the tv in. He ended up calling the cops, and he and his sister psyically threw me out of my apartment. I ended up on the door step of the only place I could turn. My best friend. She took me in her house, and she was a newly wed. And, tried to comfort my battered heart and soul.
I was at the bottom. I didn't want to call my parents and my bf cut me off. The last time I heard from him, he was crying. He didn't understand what happended to me. This is the next day after the incedent. That is the last time I heard from him.
I ended having my mom come and go to the apartment to get my stuff. My life was ending.
I moved back to my parents, determine to pull my life together. I DID not tell them what happened - and till this day I haven't. It would break their hearts.
Several months later, the LORD sent someone in my life that forever changed it. And, that person is, my husband.
He was a Christian.
One night, he brought me to a chruch play. I forget what is was called. Basically the plot was there were these situtions that we find our selves in everyday. Like choosing to drink with friends at a party..and other tempations.
And- it showed times when people would do good things -
Then the second part of the play, showed where this person would go if they died. If they did the wrong thing, the demons would bring them to HELL.
And, if they choose the right decisions, they would go to HEAVEN.
Well, one of the situtions was this...
There was a girl that found out she was pregnant. She has to make the decision to keep it, or other.
She choose to other.
Something happened, and she died.
She went to HELL.
Then, Jesus appeared in Heaven, holding the beautiful baby.
My heart sank and I was crying so hard.
This was me. I did this.
But, the Holy Spirit comforted me. He surrounding me. At the end of the play, they asked if anyone would like to surrender to Christ.
The point of the play was, it doesn't matter what you did in the past. Even the most horrible sickening thing.
GOD STILLS LOVES YOU!! AND FORGIVES YOU.
I went to the altar. I criend and worshipped. That day I accepted JESUS CHRIST as my savior. HE forgave me. I knew my baby was with HIM. And, HE loves me no matter what.
Since that day, I am forever thankful for JESUS. After I gave my life to HIM, my husband and I married. I haven't fought with him.
I have a beautiful house.
My husband has a wonderful job.
I am healthy.
And most importantly, I have two beautiful childern that I love more then life it self.
I am happier than I can ever be.
God has blessed me.
Still is, every day.
MY life is for HIM now.
Everything is HIS.
I know one day I will be reunited with my baby. God as given me by baby back. ALL because I choose to love HIM.
