Lost. A four letter word. A four letter adjective that explains my life four years ago. Lost in life. Lost in love. Lost. Right turn, Left turn? Lost. Right, wrong? Lost. Faith. Lost. Lost in the culture of college. In parties and friends. In freedom. Lost.
March 8, 2009. Could I be found. Was this what God had planed for me. Love? Found in love? Did I make the right turn?
April 26, 2009. Two pink lines. Lost again. Turn right, or left? What is right and what is wrong?
Ashamed. Sex before marriage. Ashamed. Something I knew was wrong. I was taught was wrong. I was lost.
Two pink lines. How lost was I?
I was not LOST. Two pink lines. This was not lost. This was my path. My path back. Back to my God. My God who sent his son to die for my sins. The path to my husband. My Church. My family.
Saved. Two pink lines. Two pink lines saved me. Saved my relationship. Saved my sole. My happiness. Saved from my sins.
I was lost, but now i’m found.