Let me tell you a story that happened to me several years ago. About 17 years ago I met this wonderful guy and ended up in a whirlwind romance that left me 35 and pregnant with my first child. The father was shipped off to the first Gulf war before I knew I was pregnant. He called me on Christmas day, when I was 4 1/2 months along to tell me that I should abort my child.I was devastated and after the initial shock wore off, developed an attitude that I could do this by myself and that I did not need ANYONE. Pride. I secluded myself for the next 10 years only working and caring for my son. Not Letting anyone close to me.During this time I would pray at night but deep down in my heart felt like it wasn't much use anyway, because this had to be my punishment for things I had done in that past and I was going to hell anyway. Ten years went by and I met a cop online and started to date him. Three months into the relationship I found out that I was just one of many...Emotional low does not even come close to how I felt at that point..Then one day six years ago I experienced what I call an Epipany. I was on my way to work and stopped off at Dunkin Donuts for a coffee. It was extremely cold that morning. One of those days when all the little hairs around your eyes freeze as soon as you walk outside. I was thinking about this guy and how he hurt me and was looking around in my car for some paper to write him a nasty note. Instead I found this little booklet that a minister had given me several months earlier when I had my ten year old baptised. In this little book was a prayer asking Jesus to enter or re-enter your life. I read that prayer.What happened next no man on earth can convince me didin't. I started to cry like I have never cried before. Uncontrollably and deep from within the soul. Then alone in that car on one of the most frigid days of the year I suddenly felt as if I was on a very warm Carribean beach. I felt a sensation of being hugged. When I reached up to wipe the tears away it was the softest feeling I have ever felt. For weeks I tries to dupicate that touch but never could again.
Alone in that car I instantly felt the presence of more love than I ever knew in my life and instantly knew that I was not alone and that every sin was forgiven. I knew in that instant that no matter what happened in my life I was not going to be alone.
I am just as convinced that the devil is out there pulling for the same souls to go in the wrong direction. Several years later I met my husband. Things were wonderful with us for the first three years . Almost to the day that I started earnestly reading the series of books
LEFT BEHIND and then consuming inpirational books My husband embarked on his affair. Coincidence? I think not. I think the Devil is really pissed off that I am drawing closer to God each day.But I am standing up to say that regardless of how my current state plays out he will not win this soul. It will be the Lord who holds my hand when I take my last breath!!! So don't ever give up on your quest for answers, or on your prayers. You may think you are praying in vane but he will let you know in his time that he has been listening all along. Bless you all..