A Little About Me

I want to start of with explaining a little about the author of this blog.  My name is Linda.  I am the mother of three amazing natural children, and 7 wonderful stepchildren.  My world is filled with the joy of Jesus, and completed with love from children, grandchildren, and a few great grandchildren.  That is how much Jesus has blessed me since I walked back into His graces.

I wasn't always able to say I was truly a Christian.  Just nine years ago I was in a very dark place.  I divorced my oldest two children's father because of abuse and the inability to find compatibility  in our marriage at all.  Don't get me wrong, I begged for counseling, asked for some guidance from the church, I even prayed to save my marriage.  God told me there is a time to understand that it is time to leave.  I was lucky to have the love and support of my family to get me out of a bad situation.  I also was lucky to make friends in some weird places during my transition.  Soon after my divorce, I thought I had to be super mom.  I got involved in drugs, thinking they were a tool to keep going in my life.  Wrong, it became a harsh reality of addiction.  I had my third child during my time of addiction.  Boy was I lucky that Christ still had my back.  My youngest was born with no real adverse reaction to my addiction.  When I had hit my lowest point, God sent me a saver, my current husband. 

I was ready to walk away.  Who could ever love a broken, abused, addict like me.  All I had left in life was my family and my kids.  No one would want me.  Boy was I wrong.  My oldest child saw the text messages, and decided to play match maker.  I finally conceded and the first thing he told me was I was beautiful.  Me, beautiful, I couldn't conceive where he was coming from.  The only thing he said is I had to give up drugs.  So, I did.  than he saw where I was moving my kids to and said that we were staying with him. I told you God sent me a saver.  I have been clean of drugs now nine years.

I always made sure my kids were in church, but I made thousands of excuses why I didn't have to go.  I used the times I was asked to leave, I was too tired, and the list goes on and on.  One day my youngest had a Christmas pageant.  My oldest begged me.  I said maybe with the actual words no looming in the back of my head.  One of the kids' helpers at the church called to say my youngest needed clothes.  I rushed over to help, but low and behold that same helper bought her a new outfit.  My heart sank.  I stayed and helped dress the kids.. I than went to the pageant and sat for the service.  God reached way down deep in me and showed me I was wrong.  This was where I belonged.  This was how I was supposed to help my children become better Christians. 

Fast forward to 2013, God says I am to share the realities of being a Christian, and show how He lays certain scriptures on my heart.  I was willing to share the scripture, but only to my friends on Facebook.  Now I finally understand, and will do this the way I am supposed to.  This is my walk as a Christian.