Chapter One

“Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but my me.” John 14:6-7. Until I accepted Jesus Christ into my heart as my Lord and Savior and had become “born again, “my life had been a “train wreck.”  Up until that time I had been a churchgoer, however, they were the wrong churches. I had been a Mormon for most of my life, even married in the temple. I then converted to Catholicism for a man. I am an only child who had a volatile mother and so I was afflicted with what is called “the disease to please!” I had this desire to please everyone except myself. I gave of myself to everyone only to be disappointed, disillusioned, and used repeatedly. It is difficult for me to remember any happiness in my life. Perhaps when I was carrying my son was happy only to have his father, a pharmacist, sent to prison for dealing drugs out of the back of his car when my son was six months old. I forgave him only to be used again when I discovered he had a woman pregnant. I had worked and worked to put this man thru pharmacy school. He begged me to take him back again, however, their was little left for him to do to me but to kill me. I and my baby’s life were being threatened by drug dealers, so I left the state in which we were living after selling three pharmacies and our house. I thought I could go home again only to find that my mother was having these small strokes, and she was worse than ever. Her rage had become so frequent toward me, my son, and my father that it was truly frightening. I had gotten married at 19 to escape her and now I was back again. I knew then that I could never go back again.