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Posted: 11/26/2008 4:23:39 PM
Hey Renee, hope all is well, just wanted to stop in and say hey.
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Posted: 10/18/2008 7:49:25 PM
Hi Renee, Your story is amazing...when are you going to finish what happens....Love, Theresa
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| Renee's Testimony |
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It is my hope and prayer that God would use my story to bring Him glory.
I have a passion to minister to other women & their partners who are hurting because of their choice to have an abortion(s).
Here is my story:
Twenty years ago, in my teenage years I found myself making a choice I never intended on making. I had found my true love. The one I thought I would marry some day therefore justifying my choice to have intercourse for the first time. I had been “going out” exclusively with Vince, my first “love” for over a year when I found out I was pregnant. I truly believed this man, who was 3 years my senior would sweep my away, asking me to marry him, when I told him the news. I was frightened but knew this man I loved would surely support me. When I told him I was pregnant he responded that he was not ready to be a father. Without saying the words I knew what he meant. I vaguely (I say vaguely because there is so much I blocked out during this time in my life due to the emotional pain I was experiencing) recall a sense of relief as I knew my family would be disappointed, if not ashamed of my condition. I had read all too often my “religious” grandmothers letters addressed to all 8 of her children and many of our extended family members, sharing the family gossip and her disdain for this grandchild’s choice to date a black man or this ones sneaking out the window… etc. I new that I would be written about if she found out I was with child. I also saw how the preggies, which is what the pregnant girls in our high school were called, had been treated. You need to know also that I was radically pro-life prior to my pregnancy. In fact in my Contemporary problems class, my senior year of high school I was the only person in the class who claimed that I would NEVER have an abortion, even if I was raped or if my life was in jeopardy. I knew I could never tell anyone other than Vince about our abortion as I was the biggest hypocrite I knew.
My boyfriend at the time made arrangements for me to have the abortion at a suburban clinic and there is little I recall as I felt completely numb. He drove me to the clinic and I had my first abortion.
Within a year I was pregnant again with the same man’s child. Once again I longed for him to accept our pregnancy, hoping that we could marry and begin our family. Once again I was greatly disappointed. I don’t remember being angry at the time, I only remember him making arrangements for me to have another abortion. This time it was at a different place and I remember thinking that maybe Vince was ashamed & didn’t want anyone to know this was my second abortion. This abortion I remember more because it was at a scary place in the city of Chicago. I say scary because I remember it being in a bad, dirty neighborhood. It was a gray, dreary, cold day & I remember sitting in the waiting room and there being 3 or 4 other women waiting for their names to be called. I wondered what their stories were. I remember talking with a counselor at the clinic and hoping she would say there was another way. I vaguely remember the nurse giving me a pill that would numb the physical pain and shortly after I remember her helping me downstairs into a basement. I was strapped up onto a table when I saw the doctor for the first time. He was probably in his 30’s & had brown curly hair and dark circles under his eyes. I remember thinking he looked frightening and I wanted to get up but didn’t have the nerve to move. I remember the nurse holding my hand and feeling uncomfortable as the doctor dilated my cervix. I can still recall the noise of the suction machine and the awful sound of the tissue being passed through the tube. I remember wondering “Where will they put my baby?”
I could not face the horror of what just happened and so began my downward spiral of destruction. My relationship with the father of my children deteriorated rapidly. I began going out with girlfriends to bars up to 5 nights a week. We knew the best places to go each night of the week to hit “ladies night” where we could get drunk cheap. I began smoking cigarettes & experimenting with drugs and became more promiscuous having an occasional one night stand, hoping that someone would save me from myself (think of the movie Pretty Woman… i was holding out for my Knight in a shinny new sports car). Looking back the self loathing is so evident and I was committing suicide slowly. I wanted someone to love and accept me but didn’t know where to find this so I looked at the local bar. Still, no one knew about my abortions except the father of my children. My only coping mechanism was to escape. I was holding out for a dream and one night I though he came to me.
Todd, he was a successful co-business owner in Chicago. I was enamored by his money & good looks. I was amazed that he asked for my phone number and actually called for a real date. Of course I accepted & he took me out for a nice quite dinner. We then rented the “7 faces of Death”… I should have known then he was bad news. We went back to his loft just a few miles from downtown. Later that night I succumbed to his charms (my standards were obviously low) and he used me into the night. We got together a few more times before he quit calling and I was again pregnant.
I wasn’t positive if he was the father or if Vince, my 1st, was the father, but to be sure Vince would help me I slept with him right away knowing he would “take care of it”. It was the beginning of July when I had my 3rd abortion. Vince had made arrangements again, this time at the location in the suburbs. I recall the doctor looking like Santa Claus and was somehow comforted by his appearance and jovial attitude. I was working in the front office of a hotel at the time and remember having to go back to work the same day of my abortion because there was a huge conference being held there and my job would have been on the line had I called in. I don’t remember much after that until the fall.
It was October and over 4 months since I had heard from Todd. He called me to invite me to an opening of a new club in Lincoln Park on Halloween. He told me it was going to be leather night, so if I could wear something leather that would be great. I was excited about the possibility of this man wanting me in his life. I purchased a tight black leather dress with a zipper down the front making sure I revealed just the right amount of cleavage. I remember driving my Comoro from the suburbs to his loft in the city and then him driving his vintage sports car to the club. While he speeding on Lake Shore Drive he lit up a dubby & offered me a hit. I remember thinking to myself “what am I doing with this guy?” and felt pretty proud that I refused the hit. . Our time at the club was uneventful and I wondered what I had in common with this man as we sat in silence in the over crowded noisy club.
After a few hours of drinking he drove us back to loft overlooking downtown. Needless to say I ended up in his place. He started to undress and I reluctantly sat on his bed. When he started to undress me and pull me down with him on the bed I felt something inside me say NO. I sat up and told him I couldn’t do this. To my amazement he not only was okay with my decision he actually said he respected me! I quickly zipped up and went out to my car. I was so distraut I could not drive. I began crying out “why God?, What am I here for? What am I doing with my life?.... After calming down I drove home.
Will have to come back to finish. God is good!
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Renee's Testimony Info
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Which categories of people did you belonged to before you were saved?
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The Partier, The Goody Two Shoes, The Abused, The Most Popular, The Square, The Religious, Other
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| Who have been your best examples? |
Grandmothers, Mother
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| List books, music or ministries that have helped your walk: |
Ginny Owens, U2, Coldplay, Fernando Ortega,
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| List ministries you are involved with: |
Being the best wife and mother I can be. Reaching out to the hurting.
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Still struggle with huge hormonal swings which affect my walk with God and my interactions with people. Also Paul says it perfectly in Romans 7 when he talks about the strife of two natures. I find myself doing what I hate. The more I sit at Christ's feet the more I allow Him to use me.
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Child of God, Wife, Mother
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