God Will Always Send People to Get You Back on Track with His Plan
By Sister Nicole Marcucci
The year 2015 was not very kind to me, but I made it out with the grace of God. At first, I didn't want to share this story but I felt I had to.
I grew up in a Christian home setting. Every Sunday, our family would get up and enter the house of the Lord. As I got older, I briefly stepped away from that when I went to college and later moved to Richmond. I always made an excuse for why I couldn't go to church, saying to myself "It's too early to get up," or "I don't feel like going." I still believed in the Lord and occasionally sought after Him. Eventually, I made it my goal to start back going to church and succeeded in becoming a member of a congregation until disaster struck in 2012 when I lost my husband at the young age of 25. I stopped attending church after a while.
In 2015 particularly, I've had some horrible experiences and some great ones. In the early stages of my pregnancy with my son, I almost made the biggest mistake of my life. My significant other at the time, momentarily talked me into having an abortion when I first found out that I was expecting. He would tell me, "We don't have the money to raise a baby," and "You can't raise a child. You’re a child yourself." All the while, all I could think about in the back of my mind was, "What if God never forgives me? Babies are a gift from God. I also felt that I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself if I went through with the abortion.
These were strong thoughts that had me in tears every time I pondered them. God saw that this was eating away at me and sent me someone to talk to me. I decided to go over to a friend's house and have a chat with her. I shared with my friend my feelings and reservations about everything that was happening and she let me in on a little secret. When she was younger, she went through what I was going through and decided to have an abortion. Now she is unable to have children of her own and has regretted her decision ever since. All the doubts I was having about the abortion – she told me to listen to them and follow my heart. It wasn't an accident that I went there that night. In the end, I decided that I wouldn't go through with the abortion. I would keep my baby.
Months went by and in September of 2015, I lost my job. Nearing the end of my pregnancy, with no source of income and hardly any love to be found around me, I called upon my family for advice. Things didn't work out as I hoped while living in Richmond and I ended up moving back home to be around family that loved and supported me. With no income to provide for myself and my unborn child, I was unable to buy anything for my little one. Thankfully, I was blessed beyond measure with clothes, diapers and other things for him and blessings are still flowing in to this day. I am proud to share that on October 31st, I had a beautiful baby boy! I thank the Lord each and every day for giving him to me because it could've gone another way.
All in all, I remembered God's love for me. He didn't forget about me. God sent me the people I needed to listen to Him and bring me back to Him.