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When God spoke to me I left my career to be a stay-at-home mom. I left all the glitz and glamour and all the supposedly wonderful things. I started completely over, but with God in my heart this time.
"I really wanted to call him and say, “I’m sorry for what I had done.” Months earlier if you’d asked me I wouldn’t have admitted to have done anything wrong."
"I said to myself, “Okay God if I die tonight, I’m going to die obeying you.”
Then God said, “Trust me. You don’t have to trust him. Just trust me.” I said, “OK.” So I turned Lonnie over to the Lord and said, “OK God, I trust you. I’m gonna move forward.”
I remember early as a boy he would come into our neighborhood in a trailer park where I lived in Gainesville, Florida riding a Harley on a wheelie.
I had a big head and a big attitude to go along with it. I had the house, cars, the boat; the middle class dream. All of a sudden I started making some real bad choices.
"That just gave me a front row seat to one of God’s miracles."
By the time I was thirty I had experienced five failed marriages. I felt like I could do nothing right;
I know now that whatever dad has done in the past, he’s just as human as I am. Whatever my mom has done in the past, she’s just as human as I am. So there’s no reason to walk around with hate and anger towards them; withholdi...