This book is one of forgiveness. My story would serve no purpose were I not to forgive. Had I written it a year ago, it would have been motivated by a human desire to do damage to those who damaged me and my family. But I know God... I listen intently for that quiet voice I recognize as the Holy Spirit. This voice has told me over and over again throughout this past year to remain quiet and to wait despite my human desire to talk of these events. During that year, God miraculously paved the way for my story as He would have me tell it. He orchestrated my life in ways I did not expect so that telling my story threatened no harm to me and my family. He tempered my soul so that I could speak from a heart of forgiveness. I praise God in every way, in every day, in everything I do because He is as He promised!
I have known God, it seems, forever, but specifically since the fourth grade. It was then I actually accepted Him into my life. I am in my mid-fifties now. There have been times in this life when I voraciously sought to feel and to know God and there have been times when I pushed Him aside to seek my own will, to fulfill my own agenda. But I now know He was there lurking in the background and waiting for my return.
In many ways, my life has not been an easy one. I was raised in a dysfunctional home as many of you reading this. You will eventually learn of my past, but, simply stated, complicated foundations do not provide us the tools we need for smoothly paved roads. There have been challenges. But this one thing has remained constant in my life: God has been present. He has made Himself known to me. He has provided guidance, and when I am willing to listen, He has worked miracles.
I pray that all those I know and all those I love can live with a story of forgiveness always present in the background of their memories.