Rebel to Redeemed: It Takes Time

I’d finally surrendered to God, asked His forgiveness and for Him to come into my heart and life.

I wish I could tell you that “POOF” everything changed, but it didn’t.

The return trip home from Scotland was pure hell.clock

Over the following months things slowly began to grow WORSE.

I began to stand up for myself, which did not bode well with Duncan or Mary.  They were not use to being questioned or having anyone go against them.

When angry they began to destroy my few belongings and clothes in a variety of mean and hateful ways.

Our relationship was deteriorating fast and I knew that I had to get out there.  I just didn’t know how or when.  My most important concern was doing so safely and how I was going to afford to do so.

I’d left before, but always came back because I had no money.  At one point things were so bad, I lived in the mall {with the permission of security and my boss} for three days.

However, I always believed the lies and promises of Mary and Duncan.  Sadly, things reverted within hours to a couple of days to the old ways.  In the mean time I lost all respect of my co-workers for returning.

I began to wonder if God had forgotten me or even had a plan to get me out of this mess.  I was afraid that I’d be one of the murder cases on Dateline.

I had no idea that God was working and about to mend the past.

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