will enjoy them as much as I have. These are
the real people from the real church with the
real pastor. These are stories of encouragement and love. These are stories of what God
can do in your life- if you let Him. I will start
with Holly’s story. I have named it “ Holly’s
Christmas Story.” Be blessed.
of my bones. She suggested I tell my father in
person.
The next thing I did was tell the baby’s biological father. He was upset but was level headed
and said everything would be okay and we would
talk about it after we had time to process the
news. Weeks went by and
nothing was said. I could tell
he did not want to talk about
it and was holding something
back.
After the phone call to my
mother, I drove to their house
and told my father. My dad
and I have always been close
and very liberal about life in
general so I was very unexpecting of the reaction I
would receive. I was so hurt
and yet happy that I was going to have a baby, and then
felt guilty for being happy.
Needless to say I was very
confused and sank into a horrible long depression.
Holly’s Testimony
I was a 22 year old who had just returned
from a failed attempt at 3 years of college. I
had a great life; I was respected in the community, smart, well cared for, perfect family
etc...When I came home from college, I filled
my life with clubbing and alcohol. I drank
every night, could not hold a reputable job
and was pretty much known as a party animal. My life in one moment in time had been
immediately turned upside down. I was pregnant. I was not married. I just pinned down
a great job. I knew better...I was raised better
than this...what was I going to do?...my life
was ruined...how could I afford a baby and
better yet...I did not want one and my parents
were going to be so disappointed. So many
emotions ran through me like a speeding
freight train. I could not even collect enough
of them to sort out to help me think straight. I
was terrified, mad, happy, and sad; you name
it, I was it! What would I do?
I made the dreaded phone call to my parents.
My mother answered the phone and I quietly
told her I needed to talk to her. She immediately responded, “You are pregnant aren’t
you!” I told her I was and started crying. I
could feel her disappointment reach through
the phone and grip my being to the very depth
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TEXAS
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After the confrontation with my father, I decided
I had better confront the baby’s biological father
and find out from him how he thought all of
this was going to be okay. He suggested abortion. He revealed he had interests in a shared
acquaintance and told me he would continue to
see her. Obviously, I was crushed. For some
reason, I really thought he was going to marry
me and take care of the baby. I have to admit,
I pondered abortion for many days. I had even
taken off of work so that I could go and have
it done but something inside of me was holding me back. Once again, I was raised differently than this but how could I raise a child on
my own? After all, my parents were extremely
disappointed, and I felt like I did not have any
type of support.
night. I engulfed myself in this unborn child.
Soon, the baby was born a healthy baby girl
that soon became the apple of my father’s
eyes. To this day they have a bond that no one
or nothing can break.
The baby’s biological father never helped
throughout the pregnancy and only came to see
her a few times in her first two months of life.
He continued his relationship with the woman
who was once my friend. He refused to ever
put his name on the birth certificate which
turned out to be one of the greatest blessings;
one of many that came with the birth of this
child...
When my baby was a few months old, I went
out with an old friend from High School.
Within four weeks we were engaged, and in
7 months we were married. That was nearly
nine years ago. I feel that he is also one of
the biggest blessings in my life. It is not often
that you will find a young man, twenty one
years old, which is willing to accept, care for,
and love unconditionally another man’s offspring. He has taken full responsibility for her
and treats her as his own. He, to me, is truly a
blessing from God that I cherish daily. When
the baby was four, we petitioned her birth
father for relinquishment of his rights. He
tried to say I did not giv