I remember going to bed, and praying, “God, you've got to give me this promise. You've got to show me something.”, because I wanted to divorce him. I wanted out. I was afraid.
Then God said, “Trust me. You don’t have to trust him. Just trust me.” I said, “OK.” So I turned Lonnie over to the Lord and said, “OK God, I trust you. I’m gonna move forward.”
There was a lot of infidelity and secrets, and lies going on. It seemed like it was lies layered upon lies. I became what I thought to be a really good dentist with a really good practice.
I remember early as a boy he would come into our neighborhood in a trailer park where I lived in Gainesville, Florida riding a Harley on a wheelie.
I thought, “She’s always going to be there. She wouldn’t go. Why? We’re Christians. We have Jesus as the center of our life. Why would she leave me? She’d never leave me. We’ve got the big house. We’ve got the farm, the eight...
When God spoke to me I left my career to be a stay-at-home mom. I left all the glitz and glamour and all the supposedly wonderful things. I started completely over, but with God in my heart this time.
I had a big head and a big attitude to go along with it. I had the house, cars, the boat; the middle class dream. All of a sudden I started making some real bad choices.