Reading broken_dreamer's journal

I just made a great realization.

Had my parents not divorced, like I've wished for so long, I would not have turned to God when I did. It would have been much later in my life, if at all.

My dad had a lot of issues while they were still together. Once he lost her, he turned a complete 360. It was HIM that sat me down with a Bible and explained it all to me. It was HIM that read me stories from it as I fell asleep. It was HIM that gave me my first Bible. And it was because of him that I was saved when I was 7 years old. My mom never did those things. She talked about God and we went to church and whatnot, but she never did those things.

All these years... these 13 long years... I wished things would have been different and my parents could have stayed together. But now... I see that it was supposed to happen that way, and I am now thankful for it.

I'm not trying to preach or whatever. It's just something that's important to me and that I've struggled with for so long. It feels good to finally be at peace.

I have to go call him and thank him.

Only when we are no longer afraid do we begin to live.