How God Saved Me Series

Going through trials is never easy, and when you are in the midst of the storm, you can’t always see all the wonderful things the Lord is doing in your life. This is my story of how the Lord brought me back to him and how God keeps his promises. Most of my life was going as planned—I had a good job and a loving husband—but that all changed in the summer of 2020, when my ex-husband left me, and my world came crashing down.

 I do not know why I was placed up for adoption at three months of age, but I can say with certainty that what seemed to be abandonment became the blessing of adoption.

One dictionary aptly defines a wretch as a miserable or unhappy person. That definition absolutely tracks with the state of my soul before being redeemed. Of course, from all outward appearances I was thriving and doing well. Yet, beneath the surface of the apparently fun-filled life of a 21-year-old woman, I was seriously in a state of substantial wretchedness.

Crying, I knelt down in front of my bedroom window. I was four years old, and I was afraid. 

My little soul was troubled: Was I going to hell when I died?

I was a true 1970s hippie and lived a lifestyle that was compatible with that term. I left home at 17, partying and traveling around the country, at times traveling by hitchhiking. I was literally risking my life searching for something that was meaningful.