In all the years I’ve blogged, I’ve never seen Five Minute Fridays.
Yes, I know it’s Wednesday but the word for Friday caught me!
So, I’m writing regardless…the word is
The time starts now
Before my life in Christ I was broken. My parents divorced when I was 12. My dad moved out when I needed him the most. It’s not his fault. I KNOW he wanted to be there but their divorce led me to a downward spiral that I didn’t recover from until I was 25 years old.
I started looking for love in all the wrong places. Technically, I was a virgin until I was an older teen; but I was NOT pure. For the sake of graphics, I’ll leave it at that.
As I got older, every guy I went out with more than once was “the one”
Let me tell you, some of those men were real winners! NOT! Oh my, looking back I wonder how I made it without some severe scars.
what did “the one” mean?
The one that I would marry. I would do it differently. I wanted to be married til death do us part. (but looking back, I wonder how long I would have stayed married)
Oh good grief what WAS I thinking!
I had no tools to help me stay married for life…
Then I met Jesus.
Through his blood
Through his grace
through his mercy
I am no longer broken!