story of ME! part ....uummmm, oh yeah 6 (I think)

I thought that was all I could handle of that LOVING relationship and decided to hand the ring over and say good bye. He made me keep the ring and promised to leave me alone. (I am gathering quite the jewelry store at this point.

I went back to partying and bar life. Dated some different guys off and on. Lived life stoned and drunk and "having a blast", not knowing what I was really looking for.

I was staying back and forth from all kinds of friends houses. Finally I met a guy (L) that was really into me and I was just looking for "someone to love me" so we hit it off nicely. I moved in with him at his apartment and pretty much guaranteed him that I would hurt him to push him away... it was known of me. He pretty much promised me there was nothing I could do or say that would run him off. He wasn't joking... I tried HARD to push him away... several times! He stood by me just as promised!

He had it together and was my best friend, we were perfect for each other in so many ways. We moved into a house of our own and got engaged. We were together for (maybe 2 years???) and we were living the life. I didn't have to work and drove a brand new truck. Lived basically however we wanted and still partied together.

We really enjoyed going to garage sales and one afternoon we were driving home from a friends house and we spotted a yard sale with an antique table out on the front lawn (oh yeah we also had a thing for antiques). We decided we would stop and check into it. They wanted more than we were willing to pay and they asked if we were looking for a table (in general) and we said yes. The guy there told us that he had a different table in the garage but didn't know if his brother in law was willing to sell it, if we left our phone number he would check for us and call to let us know. Sure why not!

About a week later we were at home watching a movie and the phone rings. L went into the other room to talk and after about 30 minutes comes back into the room with me and looks completely shocked. So I say "GOOD YOU'RE BACK LET'S WATCH THE MOVIE!" Hahaha joking... I looked at him with an inquisitive eye and asked "what in the world was that about?"

"That was the guy from the garage sale and he said he wants to give us the antique table!... He said he and his wife were praying about it and felt like God told them to give us the table!"

(Great now these weirdos, who "talk" to "God" have our phone number!!!) "hmmmmm.... okaaaaaay"

(we had previously been looking for a church to attend... yes living in complete sin and looking for a church to attend every Sunday!)

So that was REALLY random. L goes to pick up the table that weekend and comes home and said.... "I gave my life to the LORD!!!"

(Insert blank, dumb look here) " What in the world are you talking about???" Remember I know hardly anything about the church and what all it entails... So like was "the LORD" coming to pick him up soon or something??? They are just going to hang out and be buddies now or what??? What does that mean, "I gave my life to the LORD???! It meant that our lives would be changed from that point on!