Christianity With Tracey

After being saved in 1989, I started attending church near where I lived.  It wasn’t a very good experience.  No one really paid any attention to me.  I didn’t know anyone there.  I was encouraged to go on a sort of “mini retreat” with some of the young people there (I was 21 at the time), and no one hardly paid any attention to me there, either.

So, I basically faded away from that church.  My partying started back up, basically, because that was all I knew.  All of my friends drank, etc., except for Jim; and he had broken up with me.

Fast forward to 2000.  I was working as a bartender, was a single mom, and was miserable.  I can remember standing behind that bar one night (now…I was very pretty, could get almost ANY guy I wanted to ask me out, and had a lot of friends…but my life felt basically empty except for the fact that I had a wonderful 2 year old daughter) and thinking, “Wow…satan has me wrapped around his finger…I’ve got to get out of here…and back to Him.”

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