When I was twelve the Lord woke me up one night and instructed me to pray for my future wife whom I had never met.
I remember of walking on a bridge in New York City, hearing an evil presence. As I looked over the edge of the bridge I heard a voice say, “Jump. It’ll be all over.”
"He did cross the line, and I became a victim of what we now know as date rape. Thirty years ago that's really not what it was called. Since I did go into the bedroom with the guy, I blamed myself for many years..."
I made a choice. That day a healing process started in my life. Now I can look back and say, “Wow.
By the time I was thirty I had experienced five failed marriages. I felt like I could do nothing right;
Then they gang raped me. I came close to dying that night.
"I would take off and stay gone for days."
"They kept whispering back and forth and acting weird. They were all laughing."
"It was a long progression into the hell on earth that I had created for myself. The road trip back was nothing."