Where the Love of Jesus Met Me

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This lovely woman asked to share her beautiful testimony of how Jesus delivered her from counterfeit loves and how He restored her back to him. I truly believe this wonderful testimony is going to touch the lives of many people. If you are in a similar situation dealing with domestic violence or abuse, I ask you to please seek help. The National Domestic Hotline is 1-800-799-7233. I am praying for you and love you all!

Where the Love of Jesus Met Me

By: Carolyn Creary

My name is Carolyn Creary. I am 34 years old and I was born in Jamaica. I went to an all girls high school so I did not get many opportunities to meet boys. My four other sisters and I grew up in a male-dominated home where our brothers and our father were served first at the table and we did the household chores, even the ones which they created for us to do. Where the Love of Jesus Met Me


I left my home at age eighteen to go to college and lived on the college campus. When I graduated, I fell for a taxi cab driver who was in all honesty the first male to tell me that I was beautiful. He took my virginity, in a room with his cousin watching. I rented an apartment and moved in with him, but soon after I started my first job, I noticed that he was not working anymore.

I had all of the rent and utility bills to pay. Soon we were evicted and we went to live in his father’s house. His father refused to acknowledge me because of my skin complexion and the fact that my skin color was much darker than theirs. Soon he began to disrespect me and not long after, his family stood by the doorway and ordered me to pack my things and leave their father’s house.

I met another man at my father’s funeral in 2007 and we moved in together. It was romance and bliss until the second year of our relationship when he began to hit me. Sometimes my face would bleed and I covered it up with makeup. One night he put a pillow over my face and tried to suffocate me. I thought that I was going to die, but God allowed me to live.

I moved to Canada in 2009 to work for a fast-food industry and in 2011 I became a permanent resident of Canada, which allowed me to leave that job and find work elsewhere. Little did I know that on my next job, my co-worker would try to molest me and cause me to flee the city. I got into my car and drove until I found a city, where I could park my car and sleep in a shelter for the night. A few months passed by and I went to church where Jesus Christ met me: the only man who ever showed me genuine love and asked for nothing but my heart in return.

I have not looked back since the day He saved me. I have many temptations and I have come close to slipping, but when I remember where He found me and how many imitations of love I have experienced, I cannot ever go back to that lifestyle.
I want to encourage young women to value themselves enough to wait for love. I want someone to know that there is no substitute for God’s best and in the end, it will be worth the wait.

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