~~A New Road For Us~~

When I found out that we were leaving the church I have been at for nine years, it was hard. The memories flooded me like never before, they were so many created there. The main one was I got saved there and I recieved the baptism of the Holy Ghost to. Then I met the man of my dreams that I now call my husband. We got married at Baldwin and we dedicated Taylor, Kayleigh, and Little David at that church. We had our son "Christian"s funeral there to. So we have alot of ties to Baldwin but we also have alot of heart and burning desire deep down to do something different and there just is no way to do it there. I know the Lord is going to do something with our family and were very excited to see what it is. We have no ill feelings towards anyone no matter what anyone has heard. David and I are very content and happy with our decision and we left because we prayed about it and we feel it is what God would have us to do, not us and our flesh. We are not upset with anyone or anything. May God Bless each and everyone of you :o)

A Little About Me (Melissa)

I have never blogged before but I felt led to do so, so here I am. I guess the first thing to do would be to tell all of you a little about me. I am twenty nine years old, mother of four but one of my children is an angel. I have been happily married to David Scott for six years now. I am a stay at home mother and I will be starting my college classes again in August. So that is the basics but I would like to take you back so you can understand why I am the person I am today. I was raised in a Christian home all of my life, or so I thought, it is very funny how your mind as a child seems to forget the bad and only remember the good. Both of my parents fathers are Church of God (Pentecostal) preachers. I was always in church and having church preached to me ever since I can remember, which don't get me wrong, I am very grateful for that, but there was still something missing in my life while growing up. When I turned 16, the arrogant know it all teenager that was deep down in me was starting to rage with the need to get out. I found a boyfriend that was 24 at the time and I thought for sure he was the answer to it all. My mother met him and she liked him but she had no idea how old he was, I told her he was 19, which even then she wasn't completely at ease with that but she knew some of his family and she felt she could keep it under control with a close eye. Well the bad thing about this was my mother worked from 7am till about 6pm at Sears Roebuck as the Manager, and Nathan (the boyfriend) only lived about ten houses down from me, so when I got home from school he and I were inseperable. Now you may be wondering where is her dad in all this, well he was around but he was a workaholic and wasn't involved in our lives like he should have been. There was a reason for this but we did not find out why until I was about 17. The reason was he had gotten hooked on pain medicine, which of course led to other drugs. Now this was very shocking to all of us because we are a church based family and his father was a pentecostal preacher, so this took a toll on all of us, especially my mother. For a year my dad would leave the house and not return for weeks on end. My mother was left to pay the bills, raise my brother and I, and carry all the emotional problems that came along with all this. Needles to say I grew a very bitter heart towards my dad. I needed the love of a father but my dad was never the type of man to do such. He was closer to my brother than me. Now let me stop here and say, If your a dad to a daughter please don't get sucked in to thinking that you don't have to spend alot of time with her or give her the hugs and kisses that are needed, a daughter needs her daddy's love just the same as the son needs it and vice versa with the mother's and son's relationship, it is just as important. When a dad does not give this attention to his daughter then it leaves an empty spot in her heart and when she is old enough to realize the void that is there then she will do anything to fill that spot. Well I did just that, I depended on Nathan for everything that my father wasn't and didn't give. At the age of 18, two months before my graduation, I found out that I was pregnant. I was happy, scared, and filled with lots of emotions I didn't even understand. I did feel like I had let my mother down just like my dad had done. Now my dad had came back to the house for good but he still had a problem with prescription drugs, even though he tried to tell us he didn't. After I broke the news to my parents, I remember feeling like I was the biggest disappointment ever. My mother cried but she still let me know that she loved me and that everything would be ok. My dad didn't say much at all. I graduated school and a month later Nathan and I got married. I attended Massage school and after it was over, I had our daughter, Taylor. My mother was there for me through it all. Well for the next five years I had a horrible marriage. Neither of us served God and all we did was fight and argue. This I was not use to because no matter what problems my parents had they never argued in front of us and we always attended church, my mother made sure this happened. I wanted to get divorced but no one in our family had divorced and I kept thinking that my mother never gave up on my father and look at all he had done, so I kept enduring all the abuse that was being given out. October of 2001 Nathan and I went to church, the message was powerful and it hit me right in the heart, when alter call came I went and so did Nathan. When I rose up from that alter I felt like a ton of bricks had been lifted off my shoulders and I was a new person. When Nathan rose he looked at me and said he thinks he got saved, I then knew he had not recieved what I just did because if he had there would be no thinking, you would know you had and you would feel the change. Sure enough on our way home Nathan decided he would smoke a joint and I looked at him and told him that he did not get saved because if he had that would not be in his hands. His comment was "Well I don't want it to go to waste". I didn't want to argue so I just left well enough alone. After my salvation I knew something was going to have to change. It wasn't but a month and the same abuse started again but this time I left and filed for a divorce. My daughter Taylor did not deserve to live in such an environment. It was time to make a difference. I prayed alot and I told the Lord I did not like being alone but if it was His will I would do so. It wasn't very long David came in to my life, he had recently got a divorce because his wife left him for another man. She didn't want to live a saved life and he did. Now David was no stranger to me because he attended the same church as I did, I just didn't see him much because I hardly ever went before I got saved. We grew really close very quick and withing six months we were married. Yes I know it was very fast but sometimes it doesn't take long to know and this was that time. David had one daughter and of course I did to. Now here is the part that might take your breath away. David is 22 years older than me but that did not matter, he was all I have ever wanted. He loved God, children, and was a family oriented man. We got married on April 20, 2002 and have been married ever since. David and I have had three children together. Kayleigh who just turned 5, Little David who is fixing to turn 4 in April, and Christian who is our angel baby. Today we still go to the same church. David is the Sunday School Superintendant and a Sunday School Teacher. I am a fill in teacher for the teen class, and I help my mother to do teen night at our church. All of my family is in church and is saved, my brother is the Sunday School teacher for the teen class and plays the drums for the choir, and as for my dad well he is the Adult Sunday School Teacher and he works all the equipment for the music. Life is definitely wonderful and I thank the Lord everyday for my life. As for Taylor, David adopted her in August of 2004 and Nathan moved the Key West. God had a plan and it played out when it was His time. What I endured in my past helps me appreciate and love my present.