My choices in life have been safe, stupid, shaky and often successful, if not just ok. My choice to marry a white American was not based on need, status and all that crap people think about all the time.... It was based on a divine appointment....there i said it! yap!, a divine appointment...where God is actually part of the whole deal. Again, yap! a divine appointment.
I saw my husband, didn't like him. He liked me, and he loved Jesus. That's pretty cool. I love that about a man! Well, God had led both of us to each other because we were both praying the same prayer separately without each other knowing about it. We both had 3 things in common that were key to our union. We were Believers of Jesus Christ the Son of God, lovers of the Word of God and lovers of people. We knew about all other things as we dated for a year and a half before saying our "I do's"
7 Years later, I still do, like never before. I love this man, and he loves me too. We love our children to death, and we would both do anything for them. We are seriously involved in our multi-cultural, multi-national powerful Holy Ghost fire filled church in a very diverse state. We have amazing friends and family and we have love, joy and all the things that regular people have. We work hard to provide for our family. We work hard to remain sane in America. We cry together, i cry more when i don't know if we'll have dinner or not. I even cry harder when i realize that i'm so far from home. I cry pretty much all day if i think how many miles of oceans have to be crossed just to see my mom!
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