Hi my name is Kellie Borden. I’m
from Pennsylvania, and I grew up loving horses. I grew up in a family who
didn’t really know how to communicate very well, so it left me feeling very
isolated, very lonely, and very insecure.
And the loneliness that I felt
started causing me to die inside. And I just remember so many times where I
would go to the woods and ask, "Does anybody love me? Does anybody care
about me? Uh nobody is ever around. Nobody ever asks ‘How’s Kellie doing?’, or
‘How is Kellie feeling today?’, or ‘How was your day today?’"
When I was 15 I had gone through a
lot of transition. I had just had a back surgery, gotten braces, and my parents
had just gotten divorced all in the same month. My mom had also gotten remarried.
I felt like my life was falling apart. And I fell into this darkness where
nothing in the world made sense. I had no idea who I was.
I got together with some friends I
had made in junior high school who liked to party. They liked to do drugs; they
did it every weekend. They were really the people I felt accepted around. They
were the people I felt really liked to be around me, and I had never
experienced that before in my life. Every weekend I would go out, and the more
I was around them, [the more] I wanted to be like them. So I started drinking,
and I started smoking pot, and I started becoming more and more sexually
active, thinking that was the right thing to do, that was what people did that
felt loved.
I thought that after only sleeping
with one guy it could never happen to me. I was 19, I had found out I had this STD, and that had eventually turned into
pre-cancerous cells. They told me at that moment that if I had let it go there
was a possibility that I would need a hysterectomy, and that I wouldn’t be able
to have children. At 19 years old I was devastated. I thought there
was no hope. I didn’t think there was anyway out of this, nothing looked right.
Nothing looked like it would work out.
One day I just wanted to end it, and so I popped a bunch of pills and literally came so close to dying. At the same time I was going through all this I was in college, and I met this guy. He told me that his parents were pastors of a church in downtown where we lived.
One day I just wanted to end it, and so I popped a bunch of pills and literally came so close to dying. At the same time I was going through all this I was in college, and I met this guy. He told me that his parents were pastors of a church in downtown where we lived.
The first day that I walked into the
church I remember just feeling such love and peace. I had never felt that
before in my entire life. I just felt so at home. I remember just being like -
is this really real? Because I don’t know what love feels like, but I think I
do now.
After the service a gentleman
approached me with my friend’s mom and said he had a word from the Lord for me.
He basically started telling me things about my past, things about my future,
things that I had never even shared with my friend before.
So in that moment I knew that it had to be Jesus. He just became so real to me. I remember saying “Lord, Jesus, this has to be you. This has to be you. There is nobody else in the world that would know this but you.” So I just lost it, I cried and I wept and I got on my knees and said, “Lord, I don’t know what this means, but I know that I want to know you. And I want you to show me who you are.”
So in that moment I knew that it had to be Jesus. He just became so real to me. I remember saying “Lord, Jesus, this has to be you. This has to be you. There is nobody else in the world that would know this but you.” So I just lost it, I cried and I wept and I got on my knees and said, “Lord, I don’t know what this means, but I know that I want to know you. And I want you to show me who you are.”
In March 2006, I had gone back for
my other check-up, and I had found out that the cells had returned and they
were even more aggressive than they were the previous time. But at this time I
did know the Lord, and I was building a really strong relationship with Him.
And I looked at this as an opportunity to really trust Him. I got up every
morning at 5 a.m., and I got my Bible. I fell flat on my face every morning and
I prayed, and I prayed, and I prayed.
My next check-up was in October.
Come October my tests were completely clean. No HPV, no cells, nothing. It was
gone. For the first time in two-and-a-half years I had a completely clean test.
To this day I am so thankful because you know the power of God when He heals
you of something like that.
He pulled me out of the darkest
place of my life, at the last moment when I was going to end my life. He pulled
me out of it. And it’s just the evidence of His pursuit of me. I love the Lord
with all my heart because I’ve learned who He is, and who He is makes me who I
am.
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