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Testimony: Thank You Jesus For Always Being There For Me
Anonymous testimony "Thank You Jesus For Always Being There For Me" on 10/06/2014, 4:36pm...
I can remember as far back to the age of 4 years old. My family was always in the Church when the doors were open. Both of my parents were very involved with the church.
My Parents had a house built, and I thought of it as a castle. I made a wonderful friend to whom we spent a lot of time together. Our families had a very special bond. As a matter of fact they had a very special bond with a family that we moved away from.
Little did I know that by the time I turned 6 my life would take a horrible turn. My family fell deeply into dept, and my parents begin to sell every thing they could, Then I learned that I would have to leave my best friend behind and move into a single wide mobile Home. Not long after moving there my sister met someone and got married, I cried so hard at the wedding they had to remove me from the room. You see she was eight years older than me and had always taken care of me.
You see by then I was witnessing my parents drinking, using some type of drugs and the fighting was so bad that I would hide in my room. The whole time I would be on my knees and Praying the they would just stop. My mom left a few times and begin to see other men, and I would come home from school finding everything she owned outside in the front yard. A few times of kids seeing this on the bus I became the talk of the Elementary school.
Be fore I know it I was moved into the home of my God Parents, whom already had three children of there own, I would get settled thinking this was where I was going to stay and here we go again My father moves me to Florida, By then I was around eleven. I might as well have been living alone. My dad was a heavy drinker and worked as much as he could.
My mom found out where I was and came to Florida to get me and take me back to Georgia, She had been drinking and needed to sleep it off, so we stopped at a friends house in the middle of Atlanta where there were several people staying in the house. my mom went into the bedroom passing out and I laid down next to her but there was some one that would not stop touching me. I laid there crying and Praying the he would just go away, I got up and move to the couch where he followed me and it started all over again. This is when I started loosing faith in God, Where was he, I had always been taught that Jesus loved his children and would let nothing harm them. I my Heart I felt that he had just left me there for what ever.
While living in Florida I was placed in the States custody, and there I remained for almost 2 years. The foster home that I lived in sometimes housed up 9 children. Each of us having our own type of problems. I would spend 2 afternoons a week in counseling with a group of other girls. They said if we would just talk about our problems it would help make them go away. In my case my family had the problems and I was the one who had to be punished. I did ask them one question, "Where is God Now!"
When they could not answer my question I refused to go back.
I finally make it to my sisters house where my mom was trying to hide me from my dad, still having to witness all the drinking and drugs, my heart was really breaking when I saw that my sister and her husband were heavy into the drugs. By now i'm twelve and in Middle school. My sister enrolled me into school and I really felt that I was fitting in. I even started experimenting with different types of drugs, I even learned to sell at the high school games. I got in good with one of the most popular girls in school and everything was just one big party.
Most girls at the age of 12 back then were just getting into makeup, maybe going skating and to the movies. By then I was getting out of control. It was more like 12 going on 18. My sister sent me back to my dad in Florida, to which i met a fun group of teens, We were at the beach all to time, getting older men to get us into clubs and just going wild. I didn't know it then but Jesus could not have been any closer to me with out me feeling his tug not to do certain things. He was there all the time.
My mother took me and put me with a friend whom was willing to hide me from my father, little did she know that her friend was telling me the God was not real and that my mother and father did no love me. My first knight there her husband tried to get a little to close to me, and his wife said something to him so he decided that the next night he would just sit across the room in a robe with his legs wide open.I quickly turned and faced the couch and begin to Pray the God would just take him away. He laughed this laugh that I felt it shoot straight through me and said I could take all the time I needed to become his friend. Once again God took care of me and my mom moved me out of that horrible place.
By the time I was 14 my parents got back together for a short time, I was in High School by this time, still a little on the wild side.I tried out for the drill team and made it. I was so excited, I was making new friends and no longer doing the drug scene. I meet someone 6 years older than me living down stairs in the same apartments. After a few months I became involved with him and my mom wanted to move me back to Florida, She went ahead of us to find a place to live and when I arrived with my dad I had my boyfriend with me. It only too about 3 months and she gave up and signed for us to get married. That was in 1977. We are still together. It has been a very hard road, we have had our ups and downs but we are still together. We have 2 wonderful children who live very close by.
At the age of 21 I lost my father to cancer and a heart attack. He suffered for a very long time, and i regret that I was not there for him. After I got married I rather parted my ways from my family for a long time. I am very happy to say that he and my mom had gotten back together, remarried and found their way back to the Lord.
Right after he passes I went into a deep depression and begin doing drugs again. Then I found out that my mom had throat cancer. I just new that God was punishing me for sure. She really had to battle, I was called at work one day and she was being sent back to the hospital, her throat was closing, and she would have to have more surgery. I started raging, yelling in my car, calling her cousin and yelling where is God now, How could he leave me and he had forsaken me. What did I do to deserve all of this, I had finally hit the bottom, For Gods sake just take me!
It wasn't but a couple of days and I was woke up out of my sleep like a bolt of lighting had hit me. The voice was so clear and strong. I felt like I had been shook to wake up. His words were " I love you, I have never forgotten you nor will I ever forsake you." After that I stopped all drugs, Dropped to my knees and begged for forgiveness. Today I am not perfect, But I remind people that he is very real, and he loves us all no matter what we have been through. I finally lost my mother 7 years ago to another type of cancer. But the Lord had given us so much time to get things right between us. I had no regrets when she passed because I know that some day we will all be back together, and their will be no more tears, nor pain.
I'm not sure I typed the correct things for a testimony. But it all happened plus much, much more. And if I can make it through it so can you. Never loose Faith, God loves each and everyone of us. So open you heart and ask for forgiveness, repent your sins, and ask him into your heart. Theres not mush more time, Because He Is Coming for All his Children