Genesis 5020

My Story for His Glory

Laura’s Story Part Two April 26, 2013

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We’re back with Laura’s Genesis 5020. If you missed the first part click here.

What’s your Genesis 5020? Share your story for God’s glory at 5020genesisstories(at)gmail(dot)com

nightclub-in-neon-108681294533967qk7The first few years of our marriage were turbulent as we had no true foundation of any kind to spring from.  Sex, drugs, and rock-n-roll do not a marriage make! Not to mention the fact that our parents never modeled any kind of successful relationship behavior for either of us, so we were living out the only things we knew. 

Things escalated to the point of physical violence between us followed by numbness which caused us to feel hopeless. 

It was around this time that I starting working at a Christian school which enticed my curiosity about God. My parents were believers so I had been exposed to faith as a child, but my concept of God was connected to my sick father whom I feared and distrusted. And Steve was raised in an abusive cult so we both had a completely warped understanding of God.  

But this time we were learning some things about God we had never known, so my husband and I prayed for God to come into our lives and we were baptized

Unfortunately we did not yet have the tools to know how to apply any of God’s truths to our lives so we continued to drown in our circumstances. Steve and I separated and Steve began to delve deeply into a crystal-meth addiction

When I left Steve, I told myself that this was my chance to be free. I’d get back on the scene and would be the one in control of relationships with men and in control of my life! 

I started going to school and working out and even returned to the sport of skating which was a rare source of sanity for me as a child, and I thought I had it goin’ on. But since I no longer had a partner to share expenses with, finances were now a deeper concern. So I decided it was time to reach outside of the box and see what I could do to start making more money.  

I saw an ad for a “Hostess Club” where I wouldn’t be required to take off my clothes. Little did I know that God’s hand was on me even then. 

I cannot put into words what I went through to find that club. It was as if I were in some kind of crazy vortex preventing me from getting there.  I drove in circles for hours and my car even broke down, but I was determined so eventually I got there. 

It was amazing to me that during the day this little place in the heart of Los Angeles, looked like a broken down abandoned building in the middle of a vacant lot surrounded by a rickety metal fence. But when the sun went down, neon lights flashed illuminating a packed parking lot with limos lined up and patrons going in and out until late into the night. 

It seemed harmless enough. 

I sat with a group of girls hoping to get picked out of the crowd and escorted to the dance floor. After some conversation and a dance or two I’d be delivered back into the pool until I was picked to go with another. But it was definitely not as simple as that. 

There’s a dark variety of behaviors, activities, and deals being made in locations all over those clubs. Men take advantage of the “new girls” in some very disgusting ways and the goal of the girls is to quickly learn the ropes in order to take advantage of the men and score the big bucks.  

I left early that first night feeling overwhelmed by men’s cologne and women’s perfume, cigarette smoke and the reality of what I was getting myself into, and I literally vomited from my car as I drove away from the club. 

But as the night wore on I just told myself that if those girls could do it then I could do it too and I returned the very next night.

I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with loving-kindness. Jeremiah 31:3

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