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The following stories are true, The 'Average-heros' in the story will be in red font. I hope and pray that theese stories bless you.

Adele's Story

 I grew up in a strict Catholic home with parents that wanted me to live a Christian life, or what they thought was one.  I went to Catholic school and had nuns and priest as my teachers ....and I was the worst kid on the planet.   I rebelled as soon as I was old enough to talk. My first sentence was..".I do it myself Mama!" I brought my parents grief on a daily basis.  I was the eldest of five. Then I became a teenager and things got so much worse. I didn't like going to church, didn't like being taught about God and didn't like that my Daddy was so disappointed in me.  I ran away 8 times by the time I was 15 years old and I got married at 16.  I was married for about a year and told my husband he was not my Daddy when he told me what to do and he broke my jaw.  So.....I ran away from him. I was later raped by some of his friends and beaten very badly so...  I went to San Antonio and joined the Army. I thought I should get discipline before I got into some trouble.  I was getting ready to ship out when I was 18 and since it was a delayed enlistment and I was female I had to have another physical prior to shipping out. Well, I was pregnant ...what a shock. !!!  I didn't even remember getting that way so I was in big trouble. I was given the choice and left the Army.  The daddy of my baby told me he was, and when it was, see I had been drinking so much I blacked out and didn't even remember going out with him.  He helped me with expenses then after having the baby I went back to Louisiana.  I got three jobs and went to trade school for accounting never seeing my baby girl.  I met a man I had gone to High School with who was the brother of my babysitter.  We later married he adopted Dawn and we had Jeanie later. We moved to Alabama after I graduated from Nursing School. He made it very clear to me that our Children would not be Catholic and that he was going to raise them Baptist whether I liked it or not.  And if I didn't like it that was tough they were his kids too.  So we compromised. They went to mass (catholic) with me then to Sunday school with him every Sunday.  For years the girls would get ready early and go with me then come home and leave with their Daddy.  One day when my daughter Dawn was 5 years old she cried when I was dressing her on Sunday morning saying, "Mommy please don't make me go there with you, I want to just go with Daddy to Church"  ......I was so shocked and I said, "Why baby?" She said, "Because Mommy they don't teach me about Jesus over there!   I don't know what happened but I started crying and crying and couldn't stop. The next thing she said changed my life forever, she said," Mommy why don't you go rest with Daddy for a little while and just come to the real church with us."  ......I was in some kind of shock I think but I did just that.  I went to Sunday school and I went to Services and in our church the small people would come out to our service at time of prayer and invitation. Just at time of invitation when all was quiet Dawn tugged at my blouse and I shushed her away...then she did it again and I thought she needed the potty or something but she said, " Mommy if you go up there and pray and say you're sorry you get to go to heaven when Jesus comes back for you!"  ........ (Do you think I was crying now???)

My husband and I both made a profession of faith because of Dawn and we were all baptized the same day.   Our family was blessed.

     Unfortunately my ex husband got into a bad accident with his Coca Cola truck and people were killed.  He stopped going to church and he started drinking and chasing women in bars and I was not strong enough yet to pray him through I suppose.  I couldn't take the cheating part of it and divorced him and came back to Louisiana.   I fell away and carried guilt but wouldn't go back.  I have had a total of 7 relationships with men then decided a few years ago that I needed to work on me first. I had to stop blaming God for what happened to my family and for making me walk through life alone. 

    I started to study and read God's word and thought I needed a plan and work at getting God to forgive me. One day I had a dream that my pastor was talking to me and told me," You can't buy forgiveness, you have been forgiven. All you must do is confess your sin then be thankful and live in God's will.   I woke up and phoned my pastor and told him what he told me.....hahaha.  He told me that the Holy Spirit works in strange ways sometimes to beat things into our heads....especially someone hard headed like me.   I have been working since on a closer walk and praying for God to show me what he wants me to do, my purpose in his church.  And I pray for discernment to know when he tells me.  

    I will never turn away again. I will be stronger when trials come because I know I cannot go on without him.  

   I am so thankful for the (Baptist) teepee (A MSN community) ! 

Thank you for letting me share my Testimony.


  - Adele

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