I grew up in a different childhood than most. My mother was a single mother and did her best by me but my grandparents ultimatley raised me. We were Catholic, but seldom went to Church or even prayed at home. So God, Jesus, Church all of that was foreign to me. By the time I hit 13 I was already doing drugs and headed down a very dangerous path. It didn't matter what I did because I felt I had no consequences. I moved in with my mom and step-dad when I was around 16, it was okay. It was a stable home, we didn't have much but we had enough. I knew what it was like to go without things and learned how to stretch money. We lived week to week, but even through all that God was never part of my vocabulary or life. The drugs got worse, smoking marijuana turned into popping pills. And I do mean a lot of pills. I quit school when I was a senior, just didn't have time for it, the world was more interesting and I had things to do that were more important than an education. I went from one bad relationship to the next, until I went on a blind date with a man. His name is Isidro and he was so different than anyone else. I fell in love with him quickly and after a year I became his wife. We still had struggles and we started to fight a lot, divorce was a word we used so casually. It became the perfect threat for us. We went through 3 miscarriages, my cancer and numerous other things still not following God and starting to drift apart. Finally around year 8 of marriage we realized something was missing, why did we see some people who were content and happy. Took things is stride and didn't worry like we did. How could we be like that? What were we missing? I found some books by Tim LaHaye and Jerry Jenkins, The Left Behind Series and I started to read them. I became emotional, and started telling my husband about them. We started watching movies that actually had a storyline, and was about God. We started changing our ways, how we spoke to each other, what we read and watched on t.v. I went to the local Christian Bookstore and bought a bible, it was literally Greek to me, but I didn't give up reading it. Finally I wanted to go to Church and I looked online and we went to the very first Church I found. Man was God putting things in motion. We fell in love with it, when the pastor spoke I got it, God was showing us more and more things. We got saved and then baptized the first year we were there. Our lives are so different now, I finally learned how to truley love my husband and the way he loves me and prays for me is amazing. I am part of the Women's Ministry at my Church, and my husband is in the Hispanic Ministry. I can't see my life without Jesus now. We are also Sunday School teachers :). My parents are now living with us, and it's an amazing opportunity to minister to them, and love them the way Jesus loves us. Thank you God for never giving up on us, and loving us the way you do. We now know what we were missing, and are never looking back!!! Satan lost the day we surrendered to Jesus.