This blog is about my life, which is a HUGE mess. But by the Grace of Our Loving Father God, I have a Beautiful Mess of a Life!!! I am married to Keith, 23 years strong. We have 4 daughters ages 20, 18, 15 and 13. I have the honor of being home full-time and homeschooling our girls. We are in the process of trying to adopt my 3 year old cousin as well.
This blog will be RAW, the dealings of my daily life and the lessons learned along the way.
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
My dad and our heritage (long post)
This is my dad, my birth father. I was not raised by him, I was raised by my step-father.
I met my dad when I was 17 yrs old. Now, I have a long testimony of how I came to know Christ as my Saviour, I lived in a very abusive home with my mother & step-father, but we had TBN, and every night I would watch the "Praise The Lord" program, and I received Christ at a young age. My mother was very addicted to "street" drugs and was abusive and very disconnected from us kids.
But, Father God kept His hand on me and guided me thru my childhood years. I loved Father God so much, I talked with Him every chance I got. Well......
I left home when I was 17 yrs old, the abuse was getting to be too much and I was afraid I would lose my walk with God. I be-friended a boy whose parents were Pastors in a local church, they really fed me spiritually, they didn't know I was leaving my home. I did, I moved in with a friend of mine whose parents were gracious enough to allow me in. When the Pastor's Wife heard I had left home she brought me into her home.
In a talk I had with the Pastors, they were trying to figure out my family situation, when mentioning my "birth" father, his name, they both paused and asked if "so & so" was my grandmother (my dad's mom) I said yes, but I hadn't seen her for 5 yrs.
They then told me a story that I will never forget as long as I live, and then I will remember when I am with the Lord.
My grandmother attended their church for the past 10 yrs. Their church was open every morning at 6 a.m. for early morning prayer, all year round, they said my grandmother never missed a morning until she got sick. They continued to tell me that she always started the morning with the same list of what and whom she was praying for. I was the first one on the list they said. I was the first born grandchild and the only one not in her life on a consistent basis, so the list started with me: that I would find salvation, that I would be protected by the hand of God, that she would one day be reunited with me.
Well, 2 of those were done!!! But, she passed away 6 months before this date. I have always been very thankful that I had this praying Grandmother, that she was faithful to pray for me everyday. I know, that otherwise, I would not be here!
This picture is of her son, whom does not follow God! I remind my dad all the time of his heritage from his parents! That they are probably still contending for his salvation. And this is my prayer, to see my dad & step-mother come to the Lord!