TO THOSE WHO CARE ENOUGH TO WANT TO KNOW the REST of the
STORY:For 15 years I lived in the prison camp of my own home, where
torture and violence were the family "normals" and where beating and trauma
ruled life with iron rigidity.
My life style was a long way from the fairy tale vision of my very own
"prince charming" and the happy ever after dream I had been promised through bed
time stories since my earliest memories. What a shock to find out my prince was really a
monster in a law enforcement uniform and my sorrow and suffering would eventually end with
a decision to commit suicide.
However, that almost fatal night I called a 24 hour prayer line and
instead of taking my own life I turned my life over to my Lord Jesus.
I guess that was the beginning of "dying to self" and it was
that night I realized Jesus my ultimate role model never abused or violated any woman or
child. Shortly there after my abusive marriage ended in a very painful divorce.
I had only a high school education and my learned helplessness from
which to start my new beginning. My "I Cant" mentality had me absolutely
convinced I was worthless, helpless, hopeless, and useless.
But Gods favor and mercy were upon me and today I have a
masters degree and I truly believe that through God all things are possible. Many
wonderful people encouraged me and supported me to learn how to overcome. Especially
helpful were the staff at the Womens Center at Red Rocks Community College and my
teachers/mentors from the Peer I therapeutic community in Denver Colorado. God used many
special people and mentors to give me hope and empower development of my self confidence.
Now, I truly believe "I CAN". Now I Can give back to others.
Through an abundance of testing and trials as well as many peak
overcoming experiences, I was eventually led to Pueblo Colorado and led to develop and
open a transitional home and therapeutic community for women and children suffering from
the effects of Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) and addiction to drugs and alcohol.
Today I also know the Mi Casa program exists even though many people
who think they are important said "it will never happen, not in Pueblo" Some of
the local "good OLE girls" went out of their way over and over to discredit me
and destroy the program. We still do not have the funding we need in part because of their
vicious selfish efforts. I have personally learned through much pain what persecution,
betrayal, accuser of the brethren, and character assassination are all about. Sometimes
even those sent by God to help me have betrayed me the most. Too many times cruel politics
for selfish gain have waged war against the good works that I do.
However, nothing ever even comes close to the abuse I suffered at the
hands of my own husband. The one who was suppose to love and protect me. The terror of my
past gives me strength to bear the aggravations of the present.
Once I was a victim then I realized I had survived. Today I know how to
over come. Today I know that if God is for me no weapon formed against me will ever see
victory.
Times are sometimes very difficult. Often I do not know how program
bills or my personal bills will ever be paid. Usually someone somewhere just feels led to
help and an unexpected unsolicited gift comes in. Through the grace of God I have found
the courage to heal and I now know how to encourage others to heal and to find hope.
I still need a lot of prayers. Please pray for me and for Mi Casa. Pray
for Gods will and for provisions. Pray thanksgiving for the healings and miracles as
each day God makes a way where there was no way. Please share our stories with others who
need to hear.
Thanks for wanting to know the rest of the story!!!