Tiffani Harris (second from left) is Restored to the Lord

Just as a woman turning her life around for God is the theme of the below letter, women from all over the Midwest are invited to turn their life around at our Women’s Day event April 5th, 2008.

Dear God,
Here I am again, knocking at your door, knowing you will answer. It amazes me, the depth of your love and mercy. How great a God you are and how blessed am I to be called your daughter. How undeserving.

Reading this, I stand before your church; a family closer and dearer to me than blood. How could I turn away? I thought I’d overcome. True, I knew what Hebrews said, but still I tried to strive for perfection one step short of your Son. In my frustrations, I ruminated and soaked in the memories of my past, only to find myself walking closer and closer to the edge. I couldn’t understand love or how you could love me. I sought for the physical and was again entangled in a web of drugs and alcohol. It carried me away to a dark place where men took whatever life I had left. I lost the little trust and hope I had in you and concluded you never loved me at all. I walked away.

For three months I roamed the shadows of the world. You let me meet a man to love; a blind love, twisted and perverted, unhealthy and unholy. And now, the hardest part, to tell my family why it was this way. I sold my soul to the devil. I desecrated the temple of God and sold it to men. In my blindness, I thought I could hold on to a worldly love from a worldly man. In return for my sacrifice, I was treated like a slave, yelled at, and beaten. If only I’d had the wisdom of Hosea in saying, “The ways of the Lord are right; the righteous walk in them, but the rebellious stumble in them.” Well, I fell flat on my face. But I’m glad for the discipline you’ve given me.

Again, in Hosea you said, “Then I will go back to my place until they admit their guilt. And they will seek my face; in their misery they will earnestly seek me.” Miserable I was and, God, I really want to try again. I’m sorry I hurt you. Thank you for never letting me go. Help me to stand firm this time around. Going into the water, I told the world that Jesus is Lord, but was not completely surrendered. I see now what it really means. There is no “my way or the highway.” Jesus is Lord of all, and it’s His way or the highway to destruction. God, I’m ready to die and not rise again, to live for you through Him.

Thank you for the changes you’ve made in my heart. Thank you for opening my eyes. Thank you for giving me a second chance.

Love,
Your newly-restored daughter,
Tiffani Cherie Harris

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