I am a 58 year old, disabled, African American born with sickle cell disease. The doctor told my dad that people with this illness normally did not live past the age of 20. When I was 13 yrs. old, my dad came to the foot of my bed in the hospital and prayed for me. Jesus spared my life. I was born and grew up on the south side of Chicago. It was difficult growing up without a mom, although there was someone to teach me and my brothers and sisters some things. I didn't learn about life too well, being in and out of the hospital. When I finally prayed for a husband to help me raise my daughter and got married, it was for a brief 16 to 18 years. During that time me and my daughter lived around my husbands loving family. There were a lot of mistakes made.We thought we would make it, however; we married because we both had the same values. Most of our lifestyles were the same growing up. He had a child illness as well. We both had 5 siblings; except both his parents stayed alive until he grew up. We both believed in God very strongly. How we broke up:
Our Religion
When we first met, neither of us attended church anymore. I was a Seventh Day Adventist and had strayed. He was a baptist and was out of his church though his family went, except for the men. I decided to put my daughter in a christian school on the west side of Chicago where we lived. I decided to go back to church, we argued. He eventually joined my church and we got married and baptized the same day. I thought we had a great marriage that year. He was not serious. His family came against us, we slowly drifted apart, he quit going to church because of something one of the leaders of the church did and eventually fell into the drug scene. We separated and my daughter and I wind up in the projects on the south-side of Chicago. We got back together 3 years later, which was hell to pay for us. Then, we moved several times before finally landing in an apartment and he had joined a baptist church and wanted me to go with him. I said no. I prayed and asked God and he showed me a dream of my husband bringing home another woman--saying she's going to live here with us. I told my daughter, come on let's get out of here (in the dream) when I awoke, God told me that's how he feels about me going to church both days. So, for 6 years we fought. He tried to make me Go to church on Sunday. I left home. My daughter left and went to school. I stayed away and was so angry because for those 6 years he got angrier and angrier because of his family and friends and they told him I didn't love him. The last time he came home on Sunday and was about to hit me I raised a hot iron to put in his chest he jumped back just in time. I said; its time for me to go--this is not worth me going to hell for! I left. Never to return. We went to my daughters wedding together but I deliberately committed adultery on him I was so angry. I thought he didn't like me anymore. We divorced a year later. I don't believe we could have resolved it. We divorce under irreconcilable.
differences.
I wonder how many other couples fought over the Law of God? This is going to be the final test upon the world. The test of Loyalty to God, whether we will serve God or whether we will follow in the steps of the arch-deceiver. The bible says iniquity was found in satan. He didn't want to worship Jesus Christ no more, he was jealous of him, and wanted his seat. He did not want to keep his rules and now incites others against God and his rules--every one of them.
I know I was lost and went to God and was forgiven, I was baptized by the Holy Spirit an finally broke all ties with men. Then, I was put in trafficking; got out- left Chicago and started a Bible Reading Ministry. I can be contacted at 423.681.1671 or 423.771.5730
(on 24/7 oxygen at home for copd)
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