I met a woman that lived what she spoke, and I wanted what she had . . . 

My childhood was what is now considered normal by todayís standards.  I came from a broken family where there was a history of spousal abuse.  My mother, older sister, and I moved in with my grandparents to get away from the situation.  That is when I got my first taste of religion.  I was baptized as a Catholic and that was the only knowledge of church I had.  So, I thought is was okay to drink, and it didnít matter that I was a minor.

After graduating high school in 1990, I went on to college.  I was engaged to a boy I knew in high school.  It was in college that I started drinking heavily and smoking pot.  I left school before finishing because I wanted to start living my life.  I started planning my wedding in 1994, and I moved in with my future husband.  Our wedding was set for August of 1994, and in May, I found out I was pregnant.  Telling my mom was hard.  She was already upset with me because I was living with a man out of wedlock.  During this time I wasnít using drugs, but my future husband was.  Not only was he drinking all the time, he was also doing cocaine and going out all the time.  He hit me when he was high, and I always forgave him.  This went on throughout my whole pregnancy and off and on for the next couple of years.

In December of 1995, we bought our first home in Hobart, Indiana.  It was a dream come true.  We looked like the perfect family.  We were a two-parent household with two children, a girl and a boy, and even a dog.  We tried to attend church on Sundays.  We thought we were good people, but it felt like a chore or job to go to church.  After awhile, we started taking prescription painkillers.  At first, it was under control.  We took them like we were supposed to.  But the pills took control of me.  I was doctor hopping, and if that didnít work, I would just get cocaine.  We used for several years and would get clean for a few months here and there in between.

In 2004, I met a woman who was passing out invitations to a block party.  My kids already knew her and her kids.  I thought, ďCool, FREE BEER!Ē  But when we finally got over there, it was something completely different.  It was a church fellowship party.  The people who were there were friendly, and I got a chance to talk to them again.  I explained that we hadnít come sooner because of some of the families in the neighborhood.  My husband and I didnít want any problems.  Little by little, the woman hosting the party started to influence me.  She invited me to church, and I didnít accept right away.  But we started becoming friends and I saw in her that she was real.  She was once lost, and she found Jesus.  She not only went to church on Sundays, but outside the walls of church she lived what she spoke.  I wanted what she had.  I can honestly say itís coming to me more and more every day.  I love my life now.  I love my husband more then I ever have.  We both have been saved from a miserable life.  We surrendered to God and asked Him to forgive us.  Instead of caring for drugs, I now care for a closer relationship with God. I look forward to seeing what is ahead of me.  I have put Jesus in the driverís seat and Iím ready for the ride.  I know through Him, anything is possible.

-- Jenny

REAL LIFE STORIES - Chapter 73

SAVED FROM A MISERABLE LIFE


 


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