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I was a battered child, neglected and abandoned. My dad commited suicide when I was 3 and mom died in child birth when I was 6. There were 11 of us kids - 3 who died in infancy. Now there are 6 as 3 of my brothers took their lives as young adults. We grew up with our dads mom and the abuse continued to age 14 when some aunts took me in. I was married by 18 and we had a son. We were divorced by 21 and as a single parent I worked hard to make a life for us but after 8 years and 2 abusive commonlaw relationships I gave up - by then I really didn't care anymore. One day son who was 8 said he wanted to take me to church for mothers day. His school mate Angela who lived down the hall was taking her mom too and so after much persuading we went. He loved it but I didn't - the singing of the Saints broke my heart. We moved and after several month the pastor of that little church looked me up and while standing in the hallway to my appartment gave me the gospel and said that time was of the essence and I must not wait to get right with God, then he shook my hand and left. I closed the door and full of sorrow colapsed against it and began crying out to God for help. I said "I really don't know what you would ever do with the likes of me but I need you and if what he said is true then please forgive me and change my life forever." He did and now I am almost 50 and after many years of His tender healing hand in my life - and miracles too many to recount just now I tell you what He says is true: I will not leave thee nor forsake thee! and whom the Son sets free is free indeed! Alalulah Praise God I'm free! Click HERE to return to the edited story Click HERE to create a banner that links to this story! Your e-mail address will be kept private!
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