I had always gone to church, but in 20s I just drifted away. I was the stertypical good person, mother of 2 sons, married to an alcoholic/drug user/abuser, but I would eventually get my degree in teaching as a single mom because I loved children. Then I fell in love with a man that was, again, a drug user. But he had turned his life to Christ while in prison, came out and married me, but hesitated to share his faith with me and eventually went back to drugs. God saved him from a sure death by imprisoning him again. Again, he fell to knees to ask for forgiveness. Christ answered him and he began to work on me to “just keep reading my Bible”. I did, but it didn’t speak to me UNTIL I read about the Road to Emmaus. Right then I realized Christ was right beside me all along and I just hadn’t recognized Him for who He was. Now I couldn’t get enough. Joined an amazing Bible, Holy Spirit led church and read my Bible with passion. Christ didn’t free my husband, but He gave us hope and a love that’s sustained us for 24 years of imprisonment. Now my husband will be out in 18 months and we will continue to live with the Lord as the center of our lives and marriage. Someday we hope to take our message to other couples separated by prison if it’s the Lord’s will. God bless all that share here and read abundantly!
