I grew up with a dysfunctional family. Bad things happened. The necessities of life – trust, safety, stability, and love were stripped away. I was a broken flower vase. Abuse was normal to me. “It is how you show love, right?” That’s one mistaken belief. I eventually went to a great college, and graduated with a nursing degree. At 24, I was simultaneously taking care of patients while struggling to stay alive myself. Irony is so potent. I turned to drugs, alcohol, food, cutting, and promiscuity to get me through to the next day. I remember feeling like I was walking around with a blindfold on. I couldn’t see where I was going, and I was too terrified to look anyway. I either wanted to die or to live, but I didn’t want to just exist.
I have two loving friends who told me about Mercy Multiplied. I decided to apply to appease them. I honestly didn’t believe I could afford to go. Due to the nature of the program being funded through donations, I was able to have a chance, and it’s a chance I will never regret.
During my time at Mercy, I was reminded in Hebrews 13:5 that God will never forsake me. As I really thought about that promise, the cry Jesus made on the cross echoed in my heart. My God, My God, why have you abandoned me?
(Matthew 27:46) My entire soul shifted at this revelation. God, my Father, didn’t want to abandon me, so He abandoned His son instead. That’s how worthy I am. I never will believe I have no value again.
I’m returning back to my old life, but I am a new woman living in freedom. The future does not scare me anymore. God promised me a family miracle. So, I am eager to see His promise come through after Mercy. My journey doesn’t end here. It’s only the beginning. I am a woman worthy of love and capable of anything in Christ now. I also am returning to nursing. I have plans to go into ministry. I’ll follow God wherever He takes me.
Thank you for supporting me through your prayers and finances. I have an intimate relationship with God now. I smile, laugh, and cry because my wounds have been healed.