Often time, it seems, dreams won’t come true, especially when you’re me; a tongue talking, Bible toting, Holy Spirit filled born-again believer, minister of the Gospel, who remorsefully, contrary to the Word of God, birthed a child out of wedlock. “But fornication, and all uncleanness, or covetousness, let if not be once named among you, as becometh saints”. Ephesians 5:3.   Amazing as I remember like it was yesterday when my life seemed bleak after the birth of my second child. Trust, no one was more surprised than me to verify, I was six to seven weeks pregnant. And to think, I thought I caught the flu. At this point, you would think shame, embarrassment and depression were sufficient, but not so, soon after, my life took interesting turn of events.

By Valerie Allen