So there I was, tired of suffering…when I heard that there was hope, and that God believed in me. I grabbed at it with all my strength! It was not easy, but I overcame.<\/p>\n
If before, at home, things were difficult, it got even worse. My mother ended up leaving the church but I stayed … on my own!
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She did everything to get me to quit: humiliated me, neglected me, to the point of not buying the basics for me, like clothes. At times, when I got home, from church, she would be waiting for me to, once again, offend and criticize me … But I did not quit because I knew what I wanted!<\/p>\n
I gave myself to God with all my strength and He gave me the courage to go on. I focused on developing my spiritual life. I set goals for myself, something I had never done before because, since I had been so rejected throughout my life, and because I hadn’t be able to study as much as I should’ve, I thought I wasn’t able to become “someone”.<\/p>\n
I conquered my spiritual deliverance, was born of God and baptized with the Holy Spirit…but the persecution didn’t stop!<\/p>\n
When the desire to win “souls” was born in me, it made her very angry, to the point of trying to attack me (which, thankfully, God never allowed to happen).<\/p>\n
Time passed and I kept developing in my faith, my communion with God, more and more.<\/p>\n
On the other hand, my mother seemed to get worse. My father didn’t talk to me. He was indifferent about everything, as if I didn’t exist.<\/p>\n
Things at home were a living hell, but I didn’t give up, because now I had a “companion” in this battle \u2013 God. He gave me strength and courage to go on each day.<\/strong><\/p>\n The desire to do the work of God on the altar grew inside me … Something that seemed impossible, because when I would evangelize, that thought that I had no testimony would constantly come to mind…the issue of who would take care of my family if I moved out. I felt “protective” of them, since I was the only one who was of God (which is another story I believe I will have the opportunity to tell you). But I fought against them and overcame those thoughts!<\/p>\n Having already been raised as an assistant and having established a strong spiritual life, next came my love life.<\/p>\n NOTE: I wasn’t worried about it! I trusted God and I knew, in time, He would bless me.<\/em><\/p>\n That’s exactly what happened! I met my husband and we got married. Leading up to the time of the wedding, other battles arose as it should’ve been a pleasure to share something like this with my parents, like any other normal girl…but…yet again, I was humiliated by them!<\/p>\n Everything had already been prepared, without any support from my mother, who, by the way, never even saw my wedding dress nor helped me try it on. It was horrible…but I didn’t let it get to me, because I had my faithful friend \u2013 my God \u2013 who was with me the whole way through.<\/p>\n The day came! I left my parent’s home, not to get away from them, but because God had honored me!<\/strong><\/p>\n Sadly, in the time I spent with my mother, I couldn’t say what I wanted to say to her, nor hear from her what I wanted to hear.<\/p>\n Many years passed. We would sometimes talk. She respected me, but nothing more. I didn’t quite enjoy talking to her. It didn’t seem to make a difference whether we talked or not: The subjects were always the same ones. Problems and more problems. Then, we wouldn’t talk for a long time. <\/p>\n Finally, one day after four months, I decided to give her a call. To my surprise, in 180 minutes, I heard what I had not heard from her in 32 years.<\/p>\n My mother was no longer the same. There was something different in her voice. We started to remember past times. I mentioned certain situations she could not remember, and issues with which, formerly, she’d get irritated and would stop listening to me. I was finally able to tell her, for the first time, my testimony. She acknowledged her mistakes. Of course, I didn’t condemn her. They were part of our past.<\/p>\n It was very intense. I found out that she saw me as an example. For the first time in my life, I finally had the pleasure of TALKING with my mother. I felt like hugging her, kissing her!<\/strong><\/p>\n She mentioned that she looked back on our relationship and saw how much time we had lost. How she had left me alone when I needed her love and affection the most. I never imagined I would hear something like that from her!<\/p>\n God is so awesome!<\/p>\n Now, I wonder…what if I had given up? Where would I be?<\/p>\n But I didn’t look back. I didn’t give up. I didn’t act upon my feelings, nor did I leave the fight. I persevered and God didn’t forsake me. He cared and still cares for me. He honored me and continues to do so!<\/p>\n Today, I am able to enjoy this and share it with you!<\/strong><\/p>\n What about you? Have you or will you be able to do the same? Or have you already given up?<\/p>\n Kisses!<\/p>\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" If before, at home, things were difficult, it got even worse. 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