God the Matchmaker
Karina Vargas de Ashton
“Before I formed thee in
the belly I knew thee; and
before thou cameth forth out
of the womb I sanctified
thee.” (Jeremiah 1:5)
When I was very young
my parents divorced. Igno-
rance of truth, and God’s
love, caused my father to
walk away from his family. As a child I used to dream of
finding a good man and having a home that would never
break apart. Sometimes when I would swing in my garden
I would feel that I was soaring up into a wonderful, beauti-
ful place. I continued my dreams as a teenager, playing
and dancing like a butterfly, flitting in and out among the
fruit trees, where I waited for my blue prince who would
fill with love the empty space in my heart. Closing my
eyes I would see him come and take me away to the beau-
tiful place I saw from my garden swing.
Unexpectedly, I had to leave my beautiful home to
live with my Grandfather. The environment in this new
home was very hostile towards me, there were many argu-
ments, many problems. I began finding refuge in alcohol,
and ran away from home several times. My blue prince no
longer dropped by to see me. They tried to shut me in so
that I could not run away, but I left by the roof, taking with
me anything valuable enough to sell. I would be gone for
days, or even weeks. I did not care that I would be pun-
ished, spanked, or beat up, I was numb to the pain, and
continued down my destructive path. My friends had the
same problems I did; we all came from broken homes, and
we drowned our sorrows in alcohol, and parties, hanging
around drug pushers.
I knew that God was there, and that He knew what I
was doing, but I did not know how to come to Him. No
one had told me how to repent and come to Him for for-
giveness, and adoption into His family. I didn’t know
how to ask Him to heal my blistering wounds, and I ulti-
mately blamed Him for my problems. My life seemed to
drag on and on. I finished high school and, not knowing
what to do with my life, went to live with my aunt.
I knew that God was there, that He was everywhere,
and often wondered, “Why doesn’t God pay any attention
to me? Why is my life like this?” So many times I wished
for death. I did cut my veins many times, but never good
enough for my wish to come true.
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Woman to Woman
Vol. 5, No. 3
“And ye are complete in him.” Colossians 2:10
May/June 2002
Inside This Issue:
Editorial
The Bridegroom Awaits His Bride ········Page 2
Wee Wit & Wisdom ·················Page 3
Come Sit at the Feet of Jesus
The Fall and Restoration of Eve ··········Page 4
Scripture Study
A Tree to be Desired ···············Page 5
Happy Homemaking and Family Harmony
Love Endures - One Step at a Time ········Page 6
The Bus (A Parable)··················Page 8
The Church Walking With the World (Poem) · · · Page 10
A Page from My Experience
Discovering God·················Page 12
Our Mother (Poem) ·················Page 13
Spotlight on Orphans
One Child at a Time ···············Page 14
Beauty Has No Color (Poem) ············Page 15
Health is Wealth
Water vs Coke ··················Page 18
Encounters With Jesus
Touch and be Healed ··············Page 19
The Hem of His Garment (Poem)··········Page 19
