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Finding Me-Part 9 January 18, 2013

Filed under: Heather's Genesis 5020 — Melissa Finnegan @ 11:05 am
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2451-1270391151QGRp[1]You will start to notice that I will begin posting on Mondays occasionally. I am not going to promise a schedule, at least once a month, probably more.

On Mondays I am going to start reviewing books, fiction and non-fiction. I will often have a giveaway as well. Many of these books won’t even be released yet. I am very excited to offer this to you. I hope it will help you add some great books to your library.

Only a couple more weeks of Heather’s Genesis 5020. When will you share your’s? 5020genesis(at)gmail(dot)com

I got off the plane in Detroit where my mom and my aunt were waiting for us.  We hugged and greeted each other.  I really had no idea what to say or how to act. 

I had no idea who I was any more

I felt love from my family, they were happy my daughter and I were back home.

The first Sunday we were home, we went to my sister’s church, elem3nt.  I felt so welcomed there.  Nobody knew my story, just that I had had a hard time in Vegas. 

My sister (and my parents) had been praying for me to come home.  That Sunday while she was leading worship, she shared with the congregation that God does answer prayers and my daughter and I were proof of that because there we were. 

Tears came to my eyes, I was loved, my family still loved me even though I hadn’t talked to them in so long, they prayed for me all this time. 

A woman I didn’t even know came up to me after the service and gave me a hug and said she had been praying for me too. 

I was just starting to see Christ’s love poured out through these people.  It was amazing!

I continued to go to church every Sunday and was moved every week by the messages.  I realized I was exactly where God wanted me to be and I accepted Him back into my heart. 

He truly transformed me from the inside out. 

My sexual desires, my desire to do drugs, drink and smoke, slowly went away.  I had an opportunity to be intimate with an old friend of mine but I couldn’t, something was holding me back, it was the Holy Spirit.  I was finally getting it, I was getting to know God on more than just a head knowledge level, I was experiencing God!  He lived in me and helped me through each and every day.

During my pregnancy, John had only emailed me a couple times then I stopped hearing from him.  I was glad he wasn’t looking for me because I didn’t know what he would do to me if he found me.

In the spring of 2010, I had the opportunity to go to Women of Faith with my sister.  It was an awesome weekend. 

The whole time I felt God tugging on my heart to tell my sister about the things I had done while living in Vegas.  I was so ashamed of my past, I thought there was no way I could ever tell her. 

But God had other plans. 

On our way home from Ohio, my sister confessed to me a secret she had been keeping about something she had done.  I had always thought my sister was “the good one.”  Now I got to see her humanness.  That opened the door for me to share with her what I had done.  We both cried and I felt love from her.  She knew what I had done and she still loved me. 

On July 26, 2010, I gave birth to a wonderfully beautiful baby girl.  She was so precious.  She looked a lot like her father.  I didn’t put his name on the birth certificate because I didn’t want him to find out where we were living.

I lived with my parents until December 2010, then I bought my own trailer.  I finally had my own house, it belonged to me. 

My parents helped me out a lot.  They showed me what unconditional love is.  I was learning about the Father’s love through my parents. 

But I have to be honest, there was still a voice in the back of my head that questioned if they would still love me if they knew everything I had done.

God definitely had a hand in Heather going to Women of Faith. My friend, Deanna, was supposed to go, she had the ticket purchased. She ended up having to stay home to take care of her mother.

I asked several other woman if they wanted to purchase Deanna’s ticket so they could go. No one could.

Finally, Deanna said she really felt she was supposed to give her ticket to Heather. So she did.

I will never forget how the Holy Spirit made me spit out my sin. My heart pounded like crazy in my chest. I didn’t want tell my sister, my family thought I had it all together.

It was a very awesome moment that changed the course of our relationship.

God is SO good!

What about you? Have you ever had a moment when you felt the Holy Spirit telling you to do or say something? How did you feel? Did you do it?


Meeting the Redeemer-Part 8 January 11, 2013

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2185-1267672994pRs8The world needs your Genesis 5020. Don’t let anyone tell you your story isn’t big enough. That is a lie. Your story is big if God did it. Share your story with us. 5020genesisstories (at) gmail (dot) com

Back with Heather’s Genesis 5020.

While we were in route to my uncle’s house, John called and asked me where I was.  I told him I was gone and I wasn’t coming back. 

I told him I couldn’t live with him always threatening me and constantly being afraid of him.  He said he was only joking and wouldn’t actually do those things to me.  I refused to believe, my head was clear and I knew better this time. 

I stuck with my plan to go to my uncle’s house.

My friend dropped us off at my uncle’s house.  He was happy to see us in one piece. 

John continued to call, I ignored his calls.  He finally left a message saying that he left my place but had taken my computer.  I didn’t care, I was glad to be free of him.  We spent the night at my uncle’s house.

The next morning, my uncle had suggested I call my parents and see if they would help me get back home.  I agreed to do that. 

It must have been the Holy Spirit leading me because I always said I would never go back home, never.

I called my parents and explained my situation and told them that I was about 4 weeks pregnant.  They quickly offered to pay for plane tickets for my daughter and me and even for my 2 cats to come back home. 

It was hard to talk to my parents since I hadn’t spoken to them in 2 ½ years but just talking to them brought about some healing.

Later that day I arranged for a police escort to meet me at my apartment so I could gather some of my belongings.  I didn’t know if John had really left my apartment and I wanted protection from him just in case. 

My uncle took me to my place, John was not there, thankfully.  I packed as many of my things and my daughter’s things that would fit into my uncle’s car and left the rest behind. 

At my uncle’s house, while packing my things into suitcases so I could take them on the plane with me, I had this overwhelming feeling that I was doing the right thing by leaving this life I had known for 5 ½ years behind me and going back to live with my family. 

It was a hard reality to swallow. 

I felt like a failure, I couldn’t make it on my own in the big city, I had to go back home to mom and dad and accept their help. 

That was what the enemy wanted me to believe.  I didn’t see it then but I do now, God was drawing me back to Him, I was that prodigal daughter who had squandered her inheritance. 

How could my family and especially God, welcome me back with open arms? 

I didn’t understand it but I was grateful.

Before I even got on the plane to go back to Michigan, my mom informed me that my brother’s ex-wife had a job for me at a company I had worked for when my daughter was a baby. 

How could that be, I had been looking for a job for months and months in Vegas and found nothing, and now I had a job waiting for me in Michigan

That was all God right there.  Again, I knew I was doing the right thing.

I called my best friends and told them what was going on.  They were shocked as I had always said I would NEVER move back to Michigan.  We promised to keep in touch.

I boarded the airplane in Vegas a dead woman

I was tired from the life I had been consumed by.  I was so out of touch with my daughter, I had no idea how she felt about any of this.  I was completely disconnected on my end from God. 

I just knew I had fallen too far from Him to be saved.  I was dirty and used up and had nothing to offer. 

And there I was, carrying a new life inside of me, I surely did not deserve another chance, not me, a prostitute, drug addict, drug dealer, stripper, whore, horrible mother, a murderer. 

How could I be getting another chance? 

How could anything good come from me and the things that I had done? 

I just didn’t understand it.  I completely underestimated God and His power to redeem ANYTHING.

Don’t you just want to go “yahoo!!!!!” I still get overwhelmed with God’s sovereignty when I read this.

He is so amazing. He loves us all so much. He goes wherever we are and reaches in and pulls us out. We just need to lift our arms and faces to Him, He will do the rest.

Love it!


What Happens in Vegas-Part 1 November 23, 2012

Filed under: Heather's Genesis 5020 — Melissa Finnegan @ 12:38 pm
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Today , and for the next few weeks, we have a very special guest, my sister, Heather Spiegel. I don’t even know what to say about her. She is amazing. When you hear her story and what God has done and continues to do, I am sure you will be speechless.

Sit back and read Heather’s Genesis 5020 and see how God never let her go, even when she let go of Him.

When I was 25 years old and my daughter was 6 years old, we moved across the country to Las Vegas, NV. 

I had made all the appropriate arrangements, I had a good job lined up, had a nice apartment in a good neighborhood, I had even found a day care at a church for my daughter to attend during the summer before school started. 

I honestly believed God wanted me to move there.  I had prayed about it and even asked Him to stop me from moving if I wasn’t supposed to move. 

God didn’t stop me, as a matter of fact, my plans couldn’t have gone better. 

So I moved.

Shortly after getting settled into my new home, I made friends with some of my neighbors. 

One of them was a married man who had 3 beautiful children.  His wife worked and he stayed home with the kids. 

It didn’t take long for us to become more than friends

He often complained about how he and his wife were not getting along and how bad his marriage was.  He was reaching out to me and I too was reaching out to him, being a single mom in a new city, I was lonely and wanted companionship. 

We soon had a physical affair

It wasn’t long after our affair started that I found out I was pregnant. 

I didn’t know what to do but I knew I didn’t want to terminate the pregnancy.  So I decided I would keep the baby and this man and I would be together. 

He was ready and willing to leave his wife and move in with me.  He had started moving his things into my apartment but I soon realized I liked my own space and didn’t want him living with me.  I told him to take his things and go back home to his wife.

At my 6 week doctor’s appointment, my doctor did an ultrasound to determine how far along I was.  While he was doing the ultrasound, he asked me some questions that led me to believe something wasn’t right

I asked him what was wrong and told him I wouldn’t be upset because I really didn’t want to be pregnant in the first place. 

He told me I was miscarrying and needed a d&c.  I said okay and left his office. 

As I was driving back to work, I started to cry, I had lost my baby.

I quickly recovered from my loss by turning to alcohol and men

I had made friends with another neighbor of mine.  She had just moved to Vegas from Chicago.  We had a lot in common and got along very well.  She and I would go out and hit the night clubs 5-6 nights a week. 

We would drink heavily and meet men at the clubs who we would either take home with us that night or meet up with later on in the week.  We met so many men that we lost track of them

We thought we were having the time of our lives. 

One night, as we were leaving a club, we were both drunk, she started yelling at me and then started hitting me and pulling my hair.  I had no idea where this behavior was coming from. 

I did my best to fight back but I had never been in a fight before so I really didn’t know what I was doing.  The bouncers who worked at the club came and split us up.  I drove home and she had to take a cab. 

I picked my daughter up from the sitters then went home to get ready for bed. 

Shortly after we got home, my friend came to my apartment.  I thought she wanted to talk about whatever she was upset about but she had other plans.  She grabbed my hair and punched me in the face over and over.

My daughter witnessed the whole thing

I told my daughter to call 911 and she did.  Before the police arrived, my friend had left.  I filed a police report and got a temporary protection order against her. 

She left me alone after that.

I declare to you this day that you will certainly be destroyed. You will not live long in the land you are crossing the Jordan to enter and possess.This day I call heaven and earth as witnesses against you that I have set before you life and death, blessings and curses. Now choose life, so that you and your children may live and that you may love the Lord your God, listen to his voice, and hold fast to him. For the Lord is your life, and he will give you many years in the land he swore to give to your fathers. Deuteronomy 30:18-20 NIV

Have you ever prayed about something and thought God made it happen but in hindsight see how maybe the enemy had a hand in it instead? Care to share your experience with us?

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