I did the empty chair procedure. I asked my father all these questions. Then I was to get up and sit in the chair and answer the questions. This didn’t make a bit of sense to me but I did it.
In attempt to find out how to best answer the girls we started reading the Bible together, and listening to Christian radio. We didn’t attend church for a while. Christian radio was our church.
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.
“Sir, because Jesus Christ has healed all the pain that was associated with my experience here in Vietnam. I can say to you, “I love you and God loves you.” When I said that the interpreter began to bawl.
Really, I wanted to die. I was doing all the things that were killing me anyway. I had so much pain, hurt, and hatred I didn’t know how to process any of it.