Kathy C.

Kathy C.

from MO
Story #213
When I was 2 years old my parents divorced. My sister Kim and my brother Mark both died when they were very young. Kim was 8 and Mark was 6 weeks. When I was approximately 4 years of age, my mother married again. I saw my dad only on the weekends and for 2 weeks in the summer. My StepFather turned out to be the worst thing that could happen. There was physical, mental and sexual abuse. My childhood was a living nightmare. I plotted every way of killing him I could think of. I was just a child. I look back and think how very sad that is to have had those thoughts as a child. That all stopped when I turned roughly 11-12 years of age. I'm not sure what brought the change but I was thankful. I can honestly say when he died of cancer when I was 17 I had forgiven and I loved him. My mother met another man when I was 18 and they fell in love and she re-married. He was a wonderful man.
I met my husband Jim in 1980 when his father hired me as his secretary. Jim worked there and we started dating. Jim knew the Lord at that time but I didn't. My dad had taken me to Church once in a while and my mother took me sometimes on Easter or Christmas. I knew Jim went to Church and Leonard and Nancy (his mom and dad) were very involved. But, I remember sneaking up to the Church parking lot and picking up Jim several Sundays during the service. We continued dating and were married April 3rd, 1982. We only went to Church once in a while. Usually sleeping in on Sundays and waiting for the phone call from his parents wanting to know if we went to Church that day. Ugh, we usually said "no". Jim and I continued to live "our" own lifestyle, drinking and partying. We had our daughter first and then our son. Our marriage was a little rocky and when I thought it had bottomed out, I wanted out! I received numerous calls from his family telling me they were praying for me and us! I always wanted the love that his family had and I knew they talked about Church and God. I wanted THAT love! I wanted someone that was always there for me and loved me. God had sent His Son to die for me? Seriously? He could love me after everything that I had been through as a child? All the evil thoughts I had had as a child? I wanted THAT kind of love! I accepted Jesus Christ as my personal Lord and Savior when I was 26 years old! Have I always been perfect since then? No! But the cool thing is, I was saved by grace and am forgiven! You can have that too! Just click the "Learn More About Jesus"! He's always there and never leaves your side! He allows U-Turns! I'm an example!