He Saved a Wretch Like Me, Abuse
I was the epitome of broken, bruised, used, and abused. I sat idly by as people around me saw more worth in me, than I did in myself. I grew up lost in a world that didn’t understand. I was born into the stain of sin. I am not a person to give up. That in my former life was just plain stubbornness. I found God in a jail cell. I was 15 years old, lost, and completely oblivious to God’s love for me. All I had known my entire life was abuse. Sexual, mental, physical, emotional. In that jail cell, I asked for a Bible, and I searched for forgiveness. I was ashamed of what I had done and of the things done to me.
In two weeks, I read the Bible cover to cover, and shortly after, got saved. There is HOPE in JESUS Christ. Every ounce of shame or guilt I have ever felt has already been nailed to the cross. If I can be redeemed after so much stain and shame, anyone can. The murderer, the drug addict, the domestic violence victim, the sexually abused young girl or boy who has struggled through life. There is hope in Jesus. I once was lost in life, and now I have found Jesus. He did not need to find me, He was right beside me all along. I just had to recognize it.
Ashley N. Skelton