A young woman emailed me a few weeks ago. She had just gotten out of a sinful relationship and needed some advice. I asked her if she would be willing to share her story. Here it is:
I never intended to commit adultery, but it happened. It all started when I became involved in a campus ministry organization. I met this staff member that was really friendly and easy to get along with.
He asked if we could spend time together, so we began meeting every day. Sometimes we would meet at the ministry office, other times we would go out. I didn’t have any close friends, so this relationship made me feel really special. It was a month or two in our relationship that I learned he was married (and had children). Regardless, I continued to spend time with him. I admired him on many levels—he was musically gifted, intelligent, and understanding. I fell for him, and we became completely involved—exchanging compliments and beautiful words. We even talked about plans for having a family together.
We also became sexually involved. This developed quickly since we were alone together so often. He practiced withdrawal so I wouldn’t get pregnant, and I eventually decided to use birth control injections. This was lust (not love), and it caused my mind to be impure—always obsessing about what we would do.
Needless to say, I was not at peace living this double life. I felt guilty and ashamed. Whenever I worshipped God I felt so empty and hypocritical. My spiritual growth was completely stunted, and I wasn’t confident when I shared God’s word with others. I wanted to serve God 100%, but I felt trapped in this sinful pattern.
I constantly battled with conflicting thoughts. Part of me actually believed God would allow me to marry him—how deceived I was! I also wondered what kind of future we really could have, since he wasn’t faithful to his wife.
My sin affected other relationships in my life. I lied to my parents, for example, about where I was going and who I was spending my time with. I even stole money from them for dates and gifts.
The relationship itself had problems. I was a mistress, so I experienced insecurities, jealousy, and sadness. He would warn me not to call or text too often, and we could not express our affection publicly (since we had to hide our relationship). I couldn’t always be with him, since he wasn’t mine in the first place.
Despite all of these problems, I stayed in this relationship for three years. I think I stayed in it because of the way he made me feel and the hope that we might one day be together as husband and wife.
I eventually escaped this relationship by God’s grace and strength. Our pastor preached a sermon on the wise and foolish virgins—being serious about God. This message really woke me up. That same day, I called him and said “I’m going to follow Jesus now.” He accepted it, because I had already told him (four times) that I wanted to end it. To be honest, I tried to get back together with him. But this time he was angry with me and said many hurtful words. It was finally over.
It’s been over a month since we broke up. It still hurts me to think about what happened, but I’m healing. I found strength from giving my mom a big hug. Sharing my hurt with you and reading your website also helped. I’m starting to get more involved in ministry with a good church. I’ve also spent time on friendster and christianster, where I can chat with other Christians. I study the Bible, memorize verses, listen to DZAS (Christian Radio), read Christian literature, and pray.
Escape seemed impossible, but God made a way. There’s just nothing too impossible for Him! His love is awesome, and He doesn’t want His children to be hurt or destroyed!
God is so great! To God be all the Glory!!!!!
