Shulil
Disciple of Prayer
So happy this site exists. It's like Facebook, but where I feel like I can be more honest. And so, I want to start with my first prayer, that I could use this platform to be honest from. I have had so much suffering in my life, for the sake of growth and development in and for God's kingdom, and I would love a place to share it in a way that isn't always considered "insane, mentally unstable" etc. I've dealt with that a lot bc I have kids and I've been through a terrible divorce where my ex tried using my past mental health episode, before I met him, to slander me to take our child from me. And he kind of won.. but only bc I was remarrying a man who also was divorcing from his ex wife, and our exes started working together! It was crazy! And no we didn't cheat, and yes, the exes left US! It was just God's timing. Even our kids have the same initials yall. Edgar John, and Esther Josephine. And they had the same doctor deliver them we discovered later. We went through courts for years, and to no avail. It only ever caused our decline, mentally and emotionally, but mostly financially. 2 court cases caused us to become financially desolate! We stayed in a shelter, me 8 mos pregnant with our son and our 2 yr old daughter, named CHARITY KAY. Jeremiah's mother named her, my husband's mom, but my mother (who had a lot of disdain for our situations and allowing the exes to get such a foothold over us) said don't name her that! It sounds like charity case. And yall, that's what we became! We went in and among the homeless, God lead us there, and then we wound up in the supposed "worst" neighborhood in the city. Shootings, gangs, etc. And I did nothing but work with the kids and educate (I have a psychology degree, am 1 exam from being teacher certified, and worked preschool many years). God pulled me out when I started working at a head start making 21.40 an hr! But I was still working with homeless. Yall, I started helping the homeless, to the point of letting some stay with me, as I lived right across from the homeless church! Of all the places to move up and out of from the ghetto into a nice home, and God planted me across from THAT church. Well at some point, my husband was getting anxiety. He has high functioning autism as it is, but something in his gut told him something wasn't right. Yall, he found out later he had a warrant out for his arrest from nov 2022 when he messaged his ex wife about the situations. She is so bitter about everything, that she got a protective order put up against him, when there was no family violence and most likely bc he had no lawyer. She just railroaded in court like those people do sometimes. She didn't like ME was what it was. Anyway, well that order expired a MONTH later, and some warrant came into effect finally Feb 2024. So he went to JAIL randomly over all of this custody stuff STILL! THEN, cps was called by one of the women in my home. Bc we were trying to get everyone out at some point... it just turned weird and sour and idk. You cant help people who Interact with drugs, I found out the hard way. But guys, even my street name was foster, and most of these "homeless" were young 20 somethings who had been in the foster care system. God was showing me that these were his people. The abandoned. But after the cps case, it was time to be free of the homeless. I had to learn and understand my lesson that the only foster kids that matter, are first of all KIDS. Not adults. I told them, you are fostered. Go out, now, stay off drugs, and be a force of change. We've prayed over them. But we have the next mess. God just makes me to have to face these traumas and fears. Anyway, cps is actually helping me and my kids get to stay with me, as I am with my mom. And we are finally getting to grow our relationship again, which is nice. Anyway, this is just where my story is now. Please pray for us, the future and everything else. I was 19 in Austin tx when I had a breakdown digging into every religion in the book. That was my "mental health episode" but otherwise, God has only lead me into following and understanding his own suffering that he endured on the cross. Bless our family, and may God bless you. In Jesus name amen