I have always considered myself to be a christian. I went to church when I was little, got married in a church, and if anyone asked I could always answer with, "Oh yeah, I go to church at..." even though I think I would maybe would show up on a Sunday, 4 or 5 times a year, after we got married! Obviously getting pregnant at 16, my walk with Christ was very far from where it should have been. My husband was not raised in a church and to me, I just wanted to be with him. Our marriage at such a young age showed how immature we both were. We had lots of ups and downs during the first part of our marriage, the good times were really good and the bad times, well, were bad! One night I decided to leave and when my husband came to talk to me, my friend's boyfriend that I was staying with sucker punched him and broke his jaw!
|My husband and I with my |
head covering on!
I know that the first steps are always the hardest ones to take and to look back at where we were just a short time ago, I am so proud that we could tear down the walls and really let God in and take over our life! It is a truly wonderful feeling to have a husband who follows God, prays for our family, and leads us on our journey!
I will end with this today, this week I will be starting the Bible in 90 challenge over at http://www.momstoolbox.com/blog/bible-in-90-days-reading-schedule/ Wish me luck!