I have been thinking today.
I know,it's a real scary thing for me to be thinking isn't it?
It happens, i swear!
I have been thinking about you today Jesus, and how you have severely changed my life.
I look back at who i used to be and i don't know her anymore.
I have to thank Humble Servant for this,by the way. And Laurel for posting the link of the interveiw that Humble did with the canadian tv show*100 Huntley Street* that I had to check out.
WOW.
Thanks Laurel !
There is no way i would be sitting here right now,in this place in my life without your hands guiding me my beloved Christ.
No Doubts.
I have been thinking about just over 5 years ago when you came into my heart in that little warehouse church in the mountains of North Carolina.I was pregnant with the son you gave me,and had just gotten back together with my husband after a very painful seperation.
I was a mess.
No,worse than a mess,i was a trainwreck. with casualties.
There was nowhere for my life to go.i had no direction,no purpose,no balence and no foundation for anything i did. I remeber thinking just days before this*why do i even breathe?*
At this point in my life my marrige was on such shaky ground it was an earthquake.All of my beleifs were now uncertain,all the things my life had been now didn't make sense.
I had been a practicing witch for just over 12 years at that time. My husband and i had a violent,argumentitive,painful marrige. Almost all of this on my side of the blanket. I hit,i screamed, i swore and i made sure i was the victim with him as much as i had been either by my own choice or by others my whole life.
thats what i was,a victim.
My cousin handed me this title when he molested me.My step brother reassured me of this when he took the torch from my cousin.my fisrt step father continued the tradition when he beat me as a pre teen and teen.my first husband and a string of loosers hand chosen by me for the first part of my adult life were happy to oblige as i handed them the reins.
beat me,cheat on me,its okay! i am a victim, i deserve nothing more.
that was how i saw myself.
after 4 failed suicide attempts i was sure i was worth nothing.i couldn't even succede at killing myself! talk about worthless! thats what i saw in the mirror.
BUT YOU DIDN'T.
Even when i didn't know it, you were there right beside me. How else did i come through those attempts alive?You were crying with me,aching to embrace me,to take away the pain you wanted to share with me and not just feel with me.
but i didn't let you.i pushed you away.
i didn't need a savior!
no,not me! I had to take the HARD road.
Power,thats what i thought i needed.
drugs,drinking,sex,witchcraft....yeah,those.if its wrong then it must mean that its right for me!
Who needed the hypocracy i saw in the churches my dad went to? Didn't they kick him out when my faithless cheater of a mother destroyed his life? Didn't these so called Christians turn their backs on him when he needed them?
If thats the love of God,I didn't need it.
Submit? Submission means slavery doesn't it? haven't i been a slave to Men all my life? slaves get raped.slaves get beaten. isn't that what i have always had?
I will drink at bars with my *cool* mom at 14.I will dress provacativly and attract men for mom,drive her home when she is drunk in the back seat making out with mr. right now while i am uncomfotably laughing.
Thats it. This is the life huh?
I will experiment with drugs and get wasted away from life.
Numb. thats what i need,right?
Mom says its okay to have sex in her house and get married at 17?
Lets do it.
Don't listen to the warnings of Dad and Jean. Jean doesn't love me,she just wants to be *buddies* with me so she can get good with dad. How could she love THIS?
Noone does.I am discusting.rude.trash.used.damaged.
BUT YOU DID.
Thank You Lord for the gift of my child then.
Thank you for this little life who in her eyes i saw hope.
I saw YOU.
I couldn't be so awful to have such joy,blessing, and beauty...could I?
Thank You for putting it in my heart to move away. To get a new start.
Thank You for the gift of my husband that day Seven years ago tommorow,A man who was reaching for you and held my hand out in the same direction.
Thank You for us having no TV and only a radio that played Christian Music on the only station that came in.
Thank You for bedrest during my pregnancy with Lexie that made it imposible not to listen to that radio.
Thank You for you words,your songs,you hand reaching for my heart.
I even thank you for the seperation because i know it was your will making me take stock of all of the things i had done,all the things i thought were right and breaking me down to the point i dcould only look for light in my darkness.
thank you for showing me your light.
I still remeber that morning when i looked outside and sw the trees moving,the wind was blowing the grass and i thought* why do i worship these things? someone made these things. i didn't do it. i can't do it.who did? why? why am i not worshiping whatever that is? why do al the things i have done make me feel wrong now? why is there a hole in my heart? my soul? what goes there? nothing fits!something needs to change.*
you started to open my heart that day didn't you?
thank you for revelations.
I thawed that day.the ice melted and the stone of my heart shattered.your love warmed my soul.
i will forever praise and worship you for the wonderful things you did that day.
and for every second since then i have felt your touch on my life.
You are blessing every point of my life.
like mary mary says* you broke the chains now i can lift my hands, and i am gonna praise you*
you were with me in that church when i knelt down in front of the congragation with my arms shaking,my legs weak,my head bowed and my tears streaming.
you took it away.
you made me clean.white as fresh fallen snow. pure.
a year later in that beachside Florida chapel you washed me in the water of baptismal.and then you washed my husband in the same pool.down with the old disaster, and up with your princess!
thank you for shared joy.
a few months later you came into my little Marissa's heart.
The faith of a child is a blessing to see.
I am living my dreams.
i am in college.yep! the stupid one isn't so stupid after all. You don't make stupid do you?
I CAN acheive because you hold me up , catch me when i fall,and i know no matter what anyone says,or has said about me the only things that matter are what YOU say about me.
i am smart.
i am special.
i will succede.
i am a princess....after all,my father IS the king of kings!
my family is reunited! happily!I never thought i could find such peace,joy and freinship in my earthly fathers house.
i now have the REAL mother you sent me all along in Jean.i see your gift now. She DID love me. She DOES love me! now i have the example of what and who i want to be like in your eyes as a godly woman of your heart.
did i thank you for her? I will thank you for the rest of my days for her.
i KNOW you are here. i feel you here. i see you everywhere.
every love song i hear reminds me of you.
every rainbow shows me your promises.
Amazing Grace.
I know its real now.