I was born and raised in apostolic truth. I was baptized and filled with the Holy Ghost at 10 years old. My father is a preacher and my grandmother a minister, so for me there was no escaping God. He's had his hand on me since I was born. Although I was "in church", my heart wasn't really in it. I didn't have a real relationship with God for myself as of yet. 

 

At the age of 20 I joined the United States Army against the decision of my dad. It was in the Army that I met my previous husband. It was love at first sight, but little did I know that he would lead me into the darkest moments of my life. After basic training, I went home to be with my family before heading off to my duty station. And while I was back home in St.LOUIS,MO at my church, I was prophesied to that the man I was engaged to was not meant to be my husband and that I should run from him. It was mind-blowing seeing as how no one including my family even knew I was dating, let alone engaged. But seeing as how I didn't have a real relationship with God like I should have, I ignored God's warning and married him anyways.

 

After returning from vacation I moved to North Carolina which was to be my first duty station. I was bringing a 1 year old daughter with me who I had previous to meeting my now ex-husband. So I ran off and got married and thought we would be one big happy family. Well I quickly found out that I was wrong. Within 30 days of us getting married, he became abusive physically as well as verbally and emotionally. There were several times where the police were called and he went to jail for a night before returning home. 

 

I endured abuse from this man during almost all 7 years of our marriage. And the crazy thing is that he didn't drink or smoke! Now in all this time we ended up having two children with each other for a total of three children. ( 2 who were his by birth)

 

Then came the worst day of my life....  May 1st, 2013 at around 11 am I walked into my oldest daughters room and caught him in the the act of molesting my 6 year old daughter at the time. Our other two kids were in the room while this was happening so Lord only knows how many times this had happened before and what all they had seen. The other two children were 2 and 3 years old. 

 

He fought me when I walked in on him and I now had to fight not only for my safety but the safety of my children. I left my husband that day and never returned to that apartment. Me and my children left with nothing but the clothes on our backs. We had no money, birth certificates or ID. We were forced to become homeless because we were living in Houston , Tx at that time which is where all his family is from, but I had no family in Houston. 

 

It took the police a year and 6 months before they ever arrested him and once sentenced, they only gave him 9 years of probation. They did however require that he register as a sex offender for the rest of his life. 

 

After going form shelter to shelter and house to house, I moved to phoenix, Az 6 months after the event and found myself doing drugs that I never thought I would do. I became a Meth Addict.... Before all this, you couldn't of payed me to do drugs. So to this day I'm still surprised by my actions. 

 

I was hurt, how could this have happened? And why? was it all because of one little "I do"? I was so broken and it wasn't until I stopped blaming God and myself that God began to heal me. He told me to move to Pittsburgh and Lord knows I didn't want to go back there. My dad is from Pittsburgh and I had shamed my father enough. 

 

But I will never regret the day I decided to leave and come back home to Pittsburgh. I am now in school, serving God like never before and I am re-married! I have the best husband I could of asked for. He was so patient with me, seeing as how I was so broken and it was so hard for me to trust a man around my children. I had failed my kids once and I just didn't want to make that same mistake again, but God is faithful and he has taught me how to love and trust again.

 

I'm stronger because of my trails and I know can share in the pain of those who share similar stories and allow them to know that if God got me thru this then He'll do the same for you!

By: Caira Davis

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