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I have believed in God since I was very young. I attended church and was involved in youth groups. I went through a dark period when I was a teen due to anxiety/panic attacks and depression that took hold of my life. I wanted to die but I knew that if I killed myself, I would go to Hell and I would hurt my family. One day I was feeling very low and I looked down the hallway and I saw a figure in a white flowing gown that I believe was my guardian angel. But even that did not bring me closer to God.
During my freshman year of college, I became more involved in Christian activities, participating in church and helping to develop a Christian group on campus. I wanted to become a better Christian and wanted to be pure and not engage in pre-marital sex as I had in high school. However, I met someone and he and his mom were Christians and told me that only some things in the Bible really need to be followed. So once again, I lived in sin. I married him and though I attended church once in a while, my relationship with Christ was not high on my list of priorities.
The marriage to this man did not work out and I ended up asking for a divorce. At this time, we were back in college as I did not finish my degree. I had joined the church group on campus and was working on my relationship with Christ. I was going to get baptized. I started a new relationship and really wanted to stay pure. But, I let hormones and the world get in the way. I knew deep down that I was doing wrong but I did not listen, even as my pastor had a talk with me. I did not end up getting baptized because I did not feel close to God anymore. That should have been a warning to me, but I did not listen.
This guy was great to me, even proposed. However after 7 years of being engaged, I began to realize that he was not going to marry me. Then, I got pregnant. I was happy but sad that my baby was being born out of wedlock. I hoped he would marry me before she was born... but he did not.
My daughter was born on October 13, 2010. She is my joy. The relationship with her father however was doomed. I spent all my time with my daughter, so I had a lot of time to think. He wasn't home much, even when he wasn't working. He only had a part time job. Though I had my daughter, I felt that something was missing in my life. I searched my soul and found that I needed Jesus. I told my daughter's father that I could not have pre-marital sex any longer. Since my daughter came home from the hospital, I slept in her room. In July of 2012, I finally moved out. I took my daughter to live with my family.
Now I have a job and we have an apartment. Every day I work on developing my relationship with Jesus. He has given me the strength to have a new start. I do not want the world to pull me away from God. I look only for relationships that will lead me closer to Him.
During my freshman year of college, I became more involved in Christian activities, participating in church and helping to develop a Christian group on campus. I wanted to become a better Christian and wanted to be pure and not engage in pre-marital sex as I had in high school. However, I met someone and he and his mom were Christians and told me that only some things in the Bible really need to be followed. So once again, I lived in sin. I married him and though I attended church once in a while, my relationship with Christ was not high on my list of priorities.
The marriage to this man did not work out and I ended up asking for a divorce. At this time, we were back in college as I did not finish my degree. I had joined the church group on campus and was working on my relationship with Christ. I was going to get baptized. I started a new relationship and really wanted to stay pure. But, I let hormones and the world get in the way. I knew deep down that I was doing wrong but I did not listen, even as my pastor had a talk with me. I did not end up getting baptized because I did not feel close to God anymore. That should have been a warning to me, but I did not listen.
This guy was great to me, even proposed. However after 7 years of being engaged, I began to realize that he was not going to marry me. Then, I got pregnant. I was happy but sad that my baby was being born out of wedlock. I hoped he would marry me before she was born... but he did not.
My daughter was born on October 13, 2010. She is my joy. The relationship with her father however was doomed. I spent all my time with my daughter, so I had a lot of time to think. He wasn't home much, even when he wasn't working. He only had a part time job. Though I had my daughter, I felt that something was missing in my life. I searched my soul and found that I needed Jesus. I told my daughter's father that I could not have pre-marital sex any longer. Since my daughter came home from the hospital, I slept in her room. In July of 2012, I finally moved out. I took my daughter to live with my family.
Now I have a job and we have an apartment. Every day I work on developing my relationship with Jesus. He has given me the strength to have a new start. I do not want the world to pull me away from God. I look only for relationships that will lead me closer to Him.
