When I was 16, I was orphaned. It was a normal day at home. My cousin and I were chatting away just before we went to bed. Not long after we had fallen asleep, we were woken by loud banging on the door. I opened, and my brother was in a heap on the floor, weeping. He said “I think that daddy just shot mommy!”. I couldn’t believe him, so I sent him back to check again. He said that it was just quiet and the bedroom door was locked.
Everything that followed was a blur, before I knew it, we were standing at a gravesite burying both of our parents.
The time that followed was trying. My brother and I were alone, and had to grow up really fast. Not long after I had matriculated, he’s girlfriend had fallen pregnant and they had moved out to be on their own. I had the freedom to do whatever I wanted – and I took full advantage of that.
After a friend had moved in with me, we would party and drink. A lot. No one to tell us how much was too much, and when enough was enough. Even though we partied and drank a lot, we’d make sure that we were in church on a Sunday. We’d go to my Catholic Church at 9:00, and then her Charismatic church at 10:30.
At first, I was going through the motions at this church, and I had felt completely out of place. We never clapped or raised our hands at our church, this charismatic church was completely undignified.
But after a while, I started feeling guilty. Guilty because I was raised Catholic by my mom who was a firm believer in her religion, and because I had began to enjoy the services so much!
One service, I had felt like the word that was preached was just for me. The pastor said “how much longer will you keep running from yourself?!”, and then I heard the voice. It said “that’s you. You can’t stop running from me.” As the alter call was happening, my feet were ready to move themselves to get me to salvation, but because of my Catholic mother, I went home and thought about the salvation that Jesus brings for a few weeks.
After trying to rationalize that I would go, but I would still be the same person that I always was, I went to the front and gave my life to Jesus.
After I said the prayer, things in my life didn’t magically come right. God had brought many issues that I hadn’t dealt with to the service for me, but I dealt with it, and I continue to deal with each day that comes.
I shudder to think where I would be had it not been for Jesus in my life, and the work that He has done in my heart and mind. I know that I could have easily lost my life on the roads because of my irresponsible drinking and driving, or ended up with an ungodly husband that would lead me down an unspeakable path, but God. He had a better plan for me.
Today I am married to an amazing man, and my life has been better than I could have ever dreamt it could be. God is so faithful to His word, He will give us exceedingly, abundantly above all that we could EVER ask or imagine for ourselves.
Ephesians 3: 19 – 21 AMP
“[That you may really come] to know [practically, through experience for yourselves] the love of Christ, which far surpasses mere knowledge [without experience]; that you may be filled [through all your being] unto all the fullness of God [may have the richest measure of the divine Presence, and become a body wholly filled and flooded with God Himself]! Now to Him Who, by (in consequence of) the [action of His] power that is at work within us, is able to [carry out His purpose and] do super abundantly, far over and above all that we [dare] ask or think [infinitely beyond our highest prayers, desires, thoughts, hopes, or dreams]– To Him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations forever and ever. Amen (so be it).”
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