- Oct 23, 2004
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Hello all...I really am thankful for your Christian influance. I have been lifted up so much in the last week alone, but I'm afraid that I have to ask for your prayers yet again.
I'll start from the very begining, but it's a bit complicated. So try to follow along...
About 9-10 years ago I met a girl (Michelle) at work that I flirted with. She and I hit it off as friends. She was in a relationship. I was attempting to get in one with someone else. We were nothing more than good friends at that time. A few months down the road...She dumped her persistant boyfriend (I'll explain later.) I was getting nowhere with the girl that I was after. We went out and ended up messing around (before I was Christian.) It was a one night stand, but we remained friends.
I left town for a while...came back, and I wanted to go out one night. I live near Clearwater beach (Florida.) And so I went for a walk...Little did I know that Michelle was down there within a block of where I was walking. We hadn't talked in such a long time. I thought she fell off the face of the earth. The funny thing was that I didn't meet back up with her there. I got a feeling deep in my soul that told me to go to her home. I followed that feeling. She and I talked and during that conversation, she confided in me that she had prayed that I would drop by. She was outside of the club that she was at that night just about the same time that I was passing by onthe other side of the building. Anyway, She and I moved in together. I was just starting to get exposure to the word at this time. She was from a church going family that all seemed to fall into santaria. Her and I had our differences. She had two children that I accepted as my own (their father, the persistant boyfriend left Florida to live with his family in Vermont.) I wasn't too much of a provider as I never had a family to provide for, but over time I was getting a little better.
Months had passed when the boyfriend (Scott) had came to our front door. He moved himself right in. I sat there as Michelle told me that she was confused. After a couple of weeks of waiting for her to make up her mind, I up and left for my dad's house in Michigan. She called me to tell me that he had beat her up. And that he was in jail. I rushed back only to have it happen all over again. This time I went back to Michigan...and stayed. Again Michelle calls. She can't seem to rid herself of him. I came back helped her pack and we moved back to Michigan. We were always fighting that she wouldn't go back to work. The bills were tight. The only time that I have ever struck a woman in my life slapped Michelle lightly across the face. Her mom staged this rescue effort that would rival any military effort. Michelle and I were now together for about a year now. So, I moved to rejoin her. I got there. I got back on my feet and we got back together. We concieved our first son Deven. When I went to the hospital, just after he was born, I caught Scott near the hospital. He and I got in to it. We were both kicked out. Michelle and I have had a lot of tough times, but my exposure to the word drew Michelle to the word too. Some time went by and we managed to concieve our second son Zachary. She gave up all her non-Christian practices. Michelle and I never married, but I always wanted to.
We had it so bad that during one of the toughest times in my life, she kicked me out. I lived in a shelter because I was in need of a surgury that put me out of work for two months. Almost as soon as I left, she was calling me. It would seem that I ws back in, but when I came home, I was moved to the guest room. Now she doesn't seem to want to be with me (as far as I can tell.) I keep telling her that I love her and that I respect that she wants to not have sex. I want to marry her anyway, but she doesn't seem interested even in a dating type of relationship. I'm so confused.
I will admit that I have left some things for the sake of keeping this brief, but the essentials are all there. I love and respect her, but I need to know what to do. I pray that God will guide me, but this prayer seems to be falling on deaf ears...I want her and my sons to be back in my life, but I understand that God's will needs to be done first.
Brothers and sisters...I beg of you to pray for my situation as I am prone to depression and I don't know how to cope with anymore of this. Thank you in advance for your prayers and or advice.
Your brother in Christ,
Eric
I'll start from the very begining, but it's a bit complicated. So try to follow along...
About 9-10 years ago I met a girl (Michelle) at work that I flirted with. She and I hit it off as friends. She was in a relationship. I was attempting to get in one with someone else. We were nothing more than good friends at that time. A few months down the road...She dumped her persistant boyfriend (I'll explain later.) I was getting nowhere with the girl that I was after. We went out and ended up messing around (before I was Christian.) It was a one night stand, but we remained friends.
I left town for a while...came back, and I wanted to go out one night. I live near Clearwater beach (Florida.) And so I went for a walk...Little did I know that Michelle was down there within a block of where I was walking. We hadn't talked in such a long time. I thought she fell off the face of the earth. The funny thing was that I didn't meet back up with her there. I got a feeling deep in my soul that told me to go to her home. I followed that feeling. She and I talked and during that conversation, she confided in me that she had prayed that I would drop by. She was outside of the club that she was at that night just about the same time that I was passing by onthe other side of the building. Anyway, She and I moved in together. I was just starting to get exposure to the word at this time. She was from a church going family that all seemed to fall into santaria. Her and I had our differences. She had two children that I accepted as my own (their father, the persistant boyfriend left Florida to live with his family in Vermont.) I wasn't too much of a provider as I never had a family to provide for, but over time I was getting a little better.
Months had passed when the boyfriend (Scott) had came to our front door. He moved himself right in. I sat there as Michelle told me that she was confused. After a couple of weeks of waiting for her to make up her mind, I up and left for my dad's house in Michigan. She called me to tell me that he had beat her up. And that he was in jail. I rushed back only to have it happen all over again. This time I went back to Michigan...and stayed. Again Michelle calls. She can't seem to rid herself of him. I came back helped her pack and we moved back to Michigan. We were always fighting that she wouldn't go back to work. The bills were tight. The only time that I have ever struck a woman in my life slapped Michelle lightly across the face. Her mom staged this rescue effort that would rival any military effort. Michelle and I were now together for about a year now. So, I moved to rejoin her. I got there. I got back on my feet and we got back together. We concieved our first son Deven. When I went to the hospital, just after he was born, I caught Scott near the hospital. He and I got in to it. We were both kicked out. Michelle and I have had a lot of tough times, but my exposure to the word drew Michelle to the word too. Some time went by and we managed to concieve our second son Zachary. She gave up all her non-Christian practices. Michelle and I never married, but I always wanted to.
We had it so bad that during one of the toughest times in my life, she kicked me out. I lived in a shelter because I was in need of a surgury that put me out of work for two months. Almost as soon as I left, she was calling me. It would seem that I ws back in, but when I came home, I was moved to the guest room. Now she doesn't seem to want to be with me (as far as I can tell.) I keep telling her that I love her and that I respect that she wants to not have sex. I want to marry her anyway, but she doesn't seem interested even in a dating type of relationship. I'm so confused.
I will admit that I have left some things for the sake of keeping this brief, but the essentials are all there. I love and respect her, but I need to know what to do. I pray that God will guide me, but this prayer seems to be falling on deaf ears...I want her and my sons to be back in my life, but I understand that God's will needs to be done first.
Brothers and sisters...I beg of you to pray for my situation as I am prone to depression and I don't know how to cope with anymore of this. Thank you in advance for your prayers and or advice.
Your brother in Christ,
Eric
Hey, It sounds like a painful rejection with you two living together with both of your sons, and you getting no emotional support from her. 
Heavenly Father, please help Eric during this difficult transition; may your Spirit be with him to help guide him to clarity and truth; please help him to have strength, and to be a good father to his children; may he be healed of his suffering, and have comfort; please guide healthy people to his path for fellowship and support; may there be peace, forgiveness and resolution in his life; may he have the confidence to do what is healthy for himself and those he loves. INJC 
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Praying for you.
