9/26/2012 8:46 PM
I was raised in the church as a child, surrounded with people who loved and supported me. But the day my dad died (my 7th birthday) i walked away from him. i started practicing wicca and studying a bunch of other religions, bashing on God every chance i got.
Then at 21, i went to this island and they had a church there. I went willingly for the first time in over a decade. He called to me. not like a call you can hit silence on and move on with your day. He blew up my head, my heart, my soul in just everyway he could. for weeks i couldnt think anything else!
my fiance, daughter, and i packed up with what we had and left everything we've ever known. its been a trying journey coming to terms with my own guilt but his love really does know NO bounds...
so i THANK YOU AIR1 for all you do. when im stressed and feeling alone and hopeless, you are always there to make me cry, cry out, and be happy for his love again!
thank you and truly.. god bless each and every one of you!
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