• So, let me start this 'Story' out with where I was born.  In , Queens, NY. I was the 4th of 5 children.  I have 2 older brothers, and 1 older sister, and one younger then me, by 3 years. My Dad, was working in a gas station , in Flushing, and we were living at my Grandparents.  It was crowed, but we ate and had plenty of toys, and a big Park across the street. My, grandfather,  suggested my Dad get into some kind of school..(especially if the babies kept coming).. So, with that he enrolled in an Electronics course, and from there the ball was rolling...Before long we were moving into a beautiful 4 bedroom house out on Long Island!! Where we had every thing you could think of.. Of  course my Mom, wanted everything too, and so, we had the best furniture, cars and boats, and a telephone in every room, even my closet.. Well, I moved from my baby sisters room to my older sisters room, when we found out we had more in common.. I began smoking cigarettes, and then pot... I was hanging out with all the older crowds anyway.. I began to have my own circles of friends.. We would all end up down at the Park.. or down to a big patch of woods, we called Mills Path.. We would ride our mini-bikes, and a few would drive there vans and cars back in there , and we would hang out for hours.. till the wee hours of the night.. No questions asked.. I know from the time I was 11,  till I was 15.. It was party-time.. I was over weight, and I was getting fatter., and my 1 older brother let me know this everyday!! From they day I found out we were moving to Virginia, I started to diet , and exempt my self from my moms dinners, and make make my own.. and I began a stiff regiment of exercise.. I was brutal..on myself.. I would ride on my stationary bike for 2 hours,(in which I remember my dad walking by a few times telling me I was going to wear my knees out), and then I would  go out walking, then to the local pool, (once we moved), and then go out and party with my new found friends.. I had lost in 65 lbs. in 6 months. I was feeling success!! And I was getting compliments and Dates!!. I look back now and see the  very poor choices I made in men , and friends.. I just thought I was so independent and unique.. Oh I was.. nobody was going this way!! I was heading downhill.. So, with the partying came a lot of obstacles, and crushing heartbreak, and heartache.. one after another.. I would not minimize the pain in my heart , but I had to move on.. and from there, I fell into, a relation ship I felt I had the upper hand in.. It took my house to burn down, and one guy  to leave me,  and that was when I met T. and his Christian Mom.. She was old and preaching a message 'of Jesus Christ'.. I was totally.. unintrestested.. Until the real bad fighting, and physical abuse on both our parts started.. I began running to her.. Then, I moved out from T and my townhouse, and was living with someone who was a dealer.. and we were busted.. I was charged with 'accomdating, and was sentenced to 6 years.. I knew something was going to change.. I messed up, I began going to a Christian Church with Mom H. I went to the alter and gave my heart to the Lord, and I prayed to quit smoking, and so on... then, I was sentenced, and thrown into a 4'by8' foot cell, with 24 smelly , and very loud,women.. Stripped of my jewels ,and all my wonderful clothes, I was given a Bible!! I understood.. I was very thankful, to hear so clear from the Lord.. I could be anywhere else, and ended up dead, or in an Asylum.. but here was a 2nd chance, and lots of time to get to the bible in English, not Hebrew, (lol).. which it had been but now the Holy Spirit was there to give me understanding, and guidance ,with all the tie in the world to read.. that's exactly what I did, with all these wild women around me, I just had to get through this . I had no idea when I getting out, but eventually, 7 months later. I was freed, midnight on Valentines Day 1990, T was waiting outside for me!!! It took a few days living at his home , that I should not be there.. so I packed up and moved, We still saw each other.. See, his testimony is also incredible, and as I had been incarcerated, he was now getting planted in the church, I was going to go to.. There he  made a bunch new friends, and I was not a real people person, so I had issues to deal with.. Well, this is where I went for the next 12 years.. and I  was out to be a shining witness for the lord.. I ended up in the Streets of New york,Times Square , and Penn Station.. the very places I was copping pot from,... I also ended up in Honduras, doing Puppetry, and Pantomime's, and street witnessing. I went to Hawaii, with Pastor Chuck Smith's Senior Pastors..Skip Hizic, and Greg Lauri, are some of the leaders I met , and started a Honolulu Calvary Chapel..I missioned on the streets of London..England < and I drove through Wales Great Britain... as well.. So, I have prayed the Lords Spirit was with me to minister to whom he was drawing near to him..I had a  time to come back to my home base church and see the deceit and although, to the pure all things are pure, I began having really bad stomach problems.. and I went for years feeling like a burden,,, I see now why I had left.. I went to the doctors, and all kinds of GI's.. and there was nothing they could find.. I stood all day cutting hair, and then I would run 3-7 miles every other day, and Rollerblade everyday for 45 minutes, and then Tae-bo, with Billy Blanks, and then ride my Mtn. bike to cool down.. So sitting still.. was not what my body did well.. so, with the pressure of jealous women, and an assortment of weird men trying to get married I left, oh ya the Pastor, married a 20 years old virgin 6 days after his wife of 30 years passed away, by the way he was like 59 at the time.. I was disturbed as well as several other families.. we, picked up roots and left..I have had 'seeping out of the wood work', many stories, from the actual victims, come forth to talk to me about other activities going on there.. I only think It was to confirm, my leaving.. I did wander, and without much 'Zest',for some 9 years.. but in the last year. I realize now at 51  why.. I am in  full pursuit.. of a much stronger, and better relationship with the Lord. I have grown in many ways, and have learned to love people and do for others, (knowing it is onto the Lord I do this, and If I get hated for doing so, I am at peace with it..) and forgive and forget, not in a 'legal' way, but in a kinder way.. I see the way I went , and I can see where "He" is leading..