
SALT IS PROUD TO ANNOUNCE ITS NEWEST FEATURE:
GIRLS' NIGHT OUT WITH PRAISE AND COFFEE! THANK YOU SUE!
HERE IS SALTS' FIRST P&C GIRLS NIGHT OUT PICTURE LOGO!
I was taking a look at some writings I have done for the past this one is called “MY Story” I know we all have one, well mask will taken off and you will be given an opportunity to see how much God has truly changed my life, may you be encouraged to let God change your.
“MY STORY”, Part 1, Childhood
You see I was raised in a conflicted unequally yoked family. My father was a professed Christian. My parents where even married in the church. Trinity Baptist Church the very first building. My Mother was and is still a Virtuous Woman. As a young woman growing up in an unequally yoked environment you are torn. You hear and see two very different ways of seeing and being. My dad was never home always out having fun! My mom always home working struggling with me and brother. She was doing all she knew to do. She faithfully brought us to Church. Until we rebelled.
Our excuses where if Dad doesn’t have to go why should we. Do you know that when you live in an unequally yoked environment the One Christian Influence is not as Powerful as Two. The bad example my father set took root. I wanted to experience what he was experiencing. What was he doing that was so much fun he could not come from work and spend time with his family. There would be weeks that I would not even see him. By the time I got up to go to school. He was gone. By the time I went to bed at night he was not home yet.
Children do you know where your Parent are?
By the time I became a youth curiosity began to teach me some things! Bad things! Like the fact that my Dad hid his pornography in the house! I was probably only about 12 or 13 years of age. when I stumbled across it. Like the fact he did not care if I drank as long as I did it at the house and would not have to worry about me driving. At this time I am between 21 years old.
Let me back up for a minute to when I was around 13. My mom had pumped it in to my heart that I needed to be a Virgin when I got married. That was my desire. Until one night when this older young man that had been coming around decided on a Wednesday Night while my MOM was at church and my Dad was asleep on the couch in the living room sound as asleep and could not hear anything! This young man decided he would take all his teasing and flirting and picking on me to a different level. I was raped right there beside my own house and no one ever knew a thing! No one! Because I never told! When the ordeal was over I just simply walked in the house told my Dad that I was getting a bath and so I did!
That was beginning of a different life for me! What was the point of being good any more. I had nothing good to give! For years I secretly viewed his dirty magazines and videos. Around my Mother I still obeyed all the house rules. Behaved innocent! Never got into very much trouble. I was simply waiting until I could move out and make my own stupid choices.
I did!