![]() We both spoke at national conferences and had hosted some of the biggest names in Christianity in our sanctuary. We had multiple campuses hosting over ten thousand weekly attendees, and Ron was preaching every week on television. We had started with a few families meeting in our living room, and the Lord had built it into a thriving international ministry. Ron and I had started our church, Redemption, in Greenville, South Carolina, more than twenty-two years before. ![]() And maybe I was those things at the time I didn’t really know. He thought that I’d lost my mind, that I might even be demon-possessed. Ron said he couldn’t live with me anymore because living with the news that I’d been unfaithful was just too painful. ![]() I didn’t know where I was headed, only that I couldn’t go home. ![]() Between the pouring rain and the tears that streamed down my face, I could barely see, but I kept driving. I leaned forward as the wipers slapped back and forth across the windshield. ![]()
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