: About Me

My normal life started like any other...okay, so not really. I was born seven-and-a-half weeks premature and every part of my body was underdeveloped, meaning I had to live in a tube for the first several days of my life, hooked up to every kind of machine imaginable. I'm really glad that the only way I can recollect those memories is through my mom's stories! And it didn't stop there...I had asthma and reoccurring health issues like sinus infections and allergies. But then...what do you think I'm going to say next? Can you guess? I bet your guess is wrong...
But then God healed me. See, told you your guess was wrong. I mean, come on, who believes in that "God stuff" anymore, right? Especially healing and miracles and all that jazz. We've all seen the money-hungry television evangelists and their overdressed, overly dramatic, plastic wives. No way that stuff could be for real...After all, what intelligent, half-witted person is actually going to believe that a God we can't see created this complicated universe? Or that a document that is thousands of years old is actually God's words spoken through man?...
Well, here's one oddball that does believe that. Every bit of it, in fact. Okay, so I don't like the many, many, MANY examples of "Christians" who use their "religion" to achieve ulterior motives. And I could go on about the things in modern-day "Christianity" that I don't like.
But there's God. The God of the Universe. Can you believe I have conversations with Him daily? Weird, huh? Can you believe that His Word (the bible) has had an incomprehensible effect on my life?
And can you believe that I'm still a human and have days that I'm frustrated with God or just feeling like a lazy Christian?
And through it all, (here's the biggest kicker), God still chose me to do His work, and confirmed this to me at the age of nineteen. That's right. He called me to minister. Not only in the pulpit capacity, but even more in the unseen things that only He and I know...the people who need help, who are reaching out. The elderly. Those without families and homes. Etc, etc. Most importantly, sharing the basic message of Jesus Christ crucified.
Now, sorry to take a turn on you, but this very human girl, who was doing very well spiritually, emotionally, financially, and all of the other ways, made a huge mistake at the age of twenty-one.

I got married.

Now, don't go thinking that I'm called to be....you know...a Christian equivalent of a nun (not sure what that's called). God definitely gave me the desire to be a wife and mother, but let's just say I rushed things. No, REALLY rushed things.

Met the guy in August of one year, while dating someone else.
Started dating this guy in May of the next year.
Married him October of that same year.

Yeah, I know. BELIEVE me, I know. I lived with knowing for the next two-and-a-half painful years.

Not that he wasn't nice.
Not that he wasn't saved.

He was both, at least when we married, I think...

But, a few months into the marriage, I found he was into the drug scene...
Well, let's just say it didn't end there.
I finally got over the initial shock, decided not to run after much coaxing, and buckled down to helping him through this.
But it became another time, and another, and another.

Finally, in January of 2007, I came to my breaking point when a very close relative came and spilled everything she'd been holding in since we married...
not only was he doing the drugs, he was giving out the drugs to friends he was also trying to witness to about Christ.

"So, do YOU know Jesus as your Lord and Saviour-oh, you want a smoke?"

Yeah, pathetic.

Well, after separating for a few months and even trying again, it was clear he not only wasn't going to give the drugs up, he didn't want to tell me the truth, and he thought what he was doing was fine. And there were even some other things I found out that I will not mention because I am a nice person.

To sum it all up, here I am.
A divorced preacher-woman who has stepped down from preaching until God says it's okay. But still doing the things I love that REALLY matter, mentioned in the above paragraphs.
And I love God.
Not just kind of, but all the way.
He's my love, He's my life, and He's the reason I'm on this earth...
not that I know the specifics yet...especially after my little Danna-wants-what-she-wants-and-she-wants-it-now
fling.
I'm thankful for God's mercy and love.
I don't want to abuse it, but I am thankful for it.
And much wiser for it.

So, that's me. Or that's what my life has been up to this point. The surrounding circumstances, people, things, etc. may change at any time, but one thing won't.

The important thing.

The God thing.

My passion is ...

Jesus Christ

I know too much about ...

Classic movies/tv shows

My parents always told me ...

"You can do ANYTHING you put your mind to."

My childhood ambition ...

being a Pediatrician

My favorite memory ...

making home movies with my sisters

Why I write ...

because I love to read, even my own stuff :-)

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

Francine Rivers/I Love Lucy/Sarah Kelly

My first job ...

babysitting

My best moment ...

Watching the sunrise at Padre Island in Texas before anyone else was awake

My inspiration ...

First and foremost, Jesus Christ. Then, Paul, Peter, and James. Contemporary: Francine Rivers

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