by SFLynne

Created on: February 20, 2009

When I was in my late 20's my life was such turmoil. Growing up in a pretty unloving home I couldn't wait to graduate and get out of that house, out of that state I grew up in. So after being on my own for several years I met a man who was a lot older than I was. He was my first "real" boyfriend and also the first time I had ever felt what love feels like in that sense.

About 4 years into this relationship I found myself pregnant. The man decided he didn't want anything to do with me or his unborn child so now I find myself all alone and pregnant with my whole family 300 miles away. I met this girl, Jennifer, just out of high school through mutual friends. She was absolutely beautiful, and had one of the kindest hearts I have still yet to ever come across since she and I became friends. She was having a difficult time at home with her parents and she asked if she could move in with me and pay rent for a room. I agreed as the extra cash would come in handy.

Her parents were born again Christians and would call her often and leave messages for her on the phone. The messages often spoke of the Lord and usually followed up by a verse from the bible. Her parents sounded so distraught that she had moved out of their home and was renting a room from a woman who was pregnant and unmarried. Her parents were very judgmental, particularly toward me and my situation. I soon found out Jennifer's older sister had gotten pregnant in high school and had a child out of wedlock. This may have contributed to her parent's strong disapproval of living with me.

Because Jennifer's parents made such an attempt to reach out to her I told her she should really talk to them and go see them. I told her I would go with her so they could meet me and know that I worked hard, didn't do drugs or drink and pretty much led a quiet life. We visited her parents often and had dinner there several times. Jennifer's parents wanted her to continue going to services each Sunday and they invited me and my newborn daughter. I attended the services for several weeks and each time Jennifer's parents would ask me if I would accept the Lord Jesus Christ as my savior. I was so confused by this request and very hesitant. Not because I don't believe, I and my daughter have both been baptized, and I believe very strongly in the power of Almighty. I was hesitant because I was afraid if I made this type of commitment to Christ would I be able to be the perfect Christian to him, and serve Him? I was afraid I would

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