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The next day Christine and Marie friend insisted I attend the

church of the Pastor who had just blessed my house. The Catholic
guilt made me get up and attend the church. It was also the same day

I joined the church.

I sat through the sermon still crying and barely hearing until the
pastor asked: "If there was anyone who wanted to accept Jesus Christ
into their lives." I felt a spirit stand me up and I proceeded towards

the Pastor. It was all a blur, and I could hear the members clapping

and excited and I had no clue why they were so excited.

I went with one of the staff members into a back room and he

asked whether I accept Jesus Christ as my Savior. I told him yes, he
presented me to the church with everyone hugging me and crying with

me.

I went home and got into bed. Marie, who stayed with me the

previous two nights, left to visit another friend. By the time Marie left
I was sinking very quickly. I still had not eaten since Wednesday. I

went to bed and refused to answer the phone. As I laid in bed, my
mind or the devil, kept replaying how much of a failure I was. I had

lost my business, I was financially ruined, I had a failed marriage and

I could not even take care of my daddy. I also had to borrow $5,000
off my credit card to meet payroll for the next week. I had no money
to go home to Kinston. Since I had left Kinston for college at eighteen,

I never missed Christmas at home. The thought of not going home

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