Saturday, August 1, 2009
My Jesus
I want to tell you a true story about me. When I was a little girl of about three years old a little boy who lived next store family took me to church with them every Sunday. I use to think that if you went to church you where Gods child and that is all you needed to do. We were not allowed to stay with the men and woman while the minister was giving the sermon. I got a little older and my mom and dad moved across town to another part of Boise. I did not understand why they had to move. See Gary and I where best friends. We thought that someone day we would get married. I had no idea at the time that God had a very wonderful man for me. While I had to start riding a bus to church every Sunday because his mom and dad could not come out and get me. One in a while my dad did not take me to the bus. I got really upset because I need the people form my church to learn form. I felt save there and God was right beside me. My mom told my dad that she was going to have twines. I was so happy or at least I thought I was. Once those babies came I did not get to go much at all. While a few years went by and my mom told me we would be moving to another state and daddy would not be coming. On the way to the airport my dad asked me what was wrong. I told him I could not tell him because mom would get mad. He told me that he was my dad and I needed to tell him if something was wrong. I got up to my grandparents house and called him right way. I told him to get up there because mom was leaving for another state by the next day. Lets go back because I need to explain something to you. See my mom had taken some reincarnation classes form a girl named Mickey stanger. This was one of the biggest reasons why my mom left my dad because he would not allow her to keep disobeying our Lord Jesus. When my mom moved us to the state where we would live a for years I did could not find a church that was right for me. I just did not go to any church. Then we move to Windsor. There was a family that my sister got to know there last name was Joice. I start going to that church and so did my sister for a while. One month my minster said he was going to do a babtizim . My sister read though the whole Bible but she did not see how the story's where true and so she was not babtized. Years later I started going to Church with a friend and found out it was the same church that I had grown up in. I loved it. I kept going to this church. Then one day I started to try and figure out a way to get a way for my mom and applied to a four year collage in Portland Oregon. I got in and moved there. It was called Cascade Christian Collage. I loved this place. I found out my granddad got sick and went there come to find out I was 1 point off form being able to come back to school after the summer. I never went back to school. Then I got back with my father and moved in with him. I met the most wonderful man that I have ever know his name is Jonathan Ihde. We got married and now I go to a really great church with him. Brothers and sister give your life to Christ!
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