"And so in that moment, I didn’t ask God why, I just asked Him for help."
Within four weeks, I had lost my husband, my house, my job.
I got involved with alcohol; in a life that I probably shouldn’t have been in; and relationships I shouldn’t have been, with men. Even in emotionally dependent friendships with my girlfriends.
The Lord was like; “Why don’t you let me tell you what I think about you?”
I don’t know what it was. There was this flame inside my stomach just boiling over.
I was supposed to be the watcher, “the watchman” to make sure that no one comes in so they wouldn’t get in trouble.
"I was so afraid that they were going to be mad at me because I had been lying to them all this time."
I remember during middle school and high school I think I had basically nobody to talk to outside of my family about like; "This is what I am struggling with the Lord." Like; “Why isn’t He talking to me? Why can’t I hear His ...
I never went to church, so my parents never offered to wake me up. I woke up that morning with such a peace. Something had changed overnight. The feeling of loneliness was gone.
My Dad said; “But son, were you water baptized?” I said; “Yes I was Dad.” And he said; “Jeff, you’re not my son anymore. What you have done to your people, you are worse than Adolf Hitler.” He said; “You are no longer welcome...