Because he was a quadriplegic I felt bad about divorcing him.
When I walked away it felt like I was doing a very crude thing, in a lot of ways. Interestingly enough, a couple of months later she was saved.
"I said to myself, “Okay God if I die tonight, I’m going to die obeying you.”
I completely gave in to the depression and I gave into the addiction. I became homeless. I lost custody of my sons. It was then that I cried out to the Lord.
"No matter what situation you’re in, there is hope and God is able."
That’s the key thing here and when someone says they’re gay or homosexual, that is now saying; “That is my identity.”
By the time I was thirty I had experienced five failed marriages. I felt like I could do nothing right;