My first relationship wasn’t healthy. I was 16 and spent most of my money on drinking with my boys. We’d been together a couple of years and she started cheating on me. I believed true love meant taking someone back regardless of what they did to you. I was wrong, it just made things worse. One day I lost it and fought back. She left me.
I was so disappointed in myself. I was scared of getting hurt again. Then I met my wife. I struggled to trust her due to the previous relationship and I tried to control her. I didn’t see what I was doing until she told me. It was a bombshell and I lost it again. This time the police got involved and while I was in holding I found out she was pregnant and felt like no one was there for me.
The ones who were there were my family. They came and prayed for me. I didn’t believe in God ‘cause of the bad stuff I’d experienced, but they prayed anyway. In court, the charges were dropped. I had to do anger management and my family would drop me off to my course and didn’t judge me.
They invited me to their church family camp and I saw people loving one another and not judging. I wanted in. I wanted my life to look like that. So I decided, in my brother-in-law’s car, that I wanted to follow this new way. Not the way I had been living. That was seven years ago.
I look back to the past and can see how far I’ve come and just want to keep going. It’s all because of what God has done in my life. It’s amazing what God’s love can do. It’s the true love that I didn’t know back then.