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Christ is Savior and King

I am a Christian mom who stands rooted in her faith. I believe the Bible and all that is in it, it's the inerrant word of God. I am not ashamed. Jesus is my Savior. I was born with Fetal Alcohol Syndrome and am a rape survivor. I stand united with Christ!!!

My Testimony:
I was raised in a Catholic home and started doubting all their teachings as an older teen (19). I proceeded to denounce my religion and God’s existence. I hated anything Christian as I associated it with my childhood. I read up on and studied Taoism, Buddhism, VooDoo, various forms of Wicca, and Satanic rituals. At one point I even withdrew from all religions and decided there was no god at all. During those times I was out partying and taking home guys I just met. I drank until I couldn’t stand straight, smoked weed at every opportunity, defied authority. I got my tongue pierced and was thinking about getting tattooed. I spent days feeling worthless, hating myself and the rest of the world. I became suicidal at one point and was hospitalized after overdosing twice. I started dating women and took pride in being lesbian. I was abusive and violent. I was self-destructive and self-mutilating. I felt alone and didn’t know where to go or what to do. Every minute of every day became a struggle for me. After getting pregnant and being left by the father I started feeling the need to go to church. At the time I was living with my parents (at 24 yrs old) with my daughter and they wanted me to be a stay at home mom so that’s what I did. Because of this, I had no transportation and the only church I could walk to was the one I was raised in. I started going there for a little while but it didn’t feel right. Not because they weren’t accepting or anything, it was more of a sense of me being there was wrong somehow. When my daughter was two I moved out with my daughter and lived in an apt. I had a Bible stored somewhere in my apt and after meeting and having a religious debate with my now husband I dug around until I found it. Every time we spent time together he would encourage me and never try to change me. He didn’t judge me, he corrected and taught me with love. I started feeling Christ drawing me closer and closer. I went to church a couple times with him and it was the second church we went to together that I felt like I has just returned home. I knew that was the church I needed to be going to and that’s where I gave my life to Christ. Yes, I am born again. I now attend a non-denominational church and walk closely with our Father in Heaven. I am His and His manner of me is love. I am humbled to be called a Christian and I know I am no better than the homeless man passed out under the bridge with a bottle of hard liquor a few feet away. I am forgiven by God’s grace and for that I am grateful.
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Mwila tribe girl - Angola by Eric Lafforgue on Flickr.

Mwila (or Mwela, Mumuhuila, or Muhuila) women are famous for their very special hairstyles. Hairstyles are very important and meaningful in Mwila culture. Women coat their hair with a red paste called, oncula, which is made of crushed red stone. They also put a mix of oil, crushed tree bark, dried cow dung and herbs on their hair. Besides they decorate their hairstyle with beads, cauri shells (real or plastic ones) and even dried food. Shaving the forehead is considered as a sign of beauty. The plaits, which look like dreadlocks, are called nontombi and have a precise meaning. Women or girls usually have 4 or 6 nontombi, but when they only have 3 it means that someone died in their family. Mwila Women are also famous for their necklaces, which are central and meaningful as for each period of their life corresponds a specific type of necklace. Young girls wear necklaces, heavy red made with beads covered with a mix of soil land latex. Later girls wear yellow necklaces called, Vikeka, made with wicker covered with earth. They keep until their wedding which can last 4 years. When married they start to wear a set of stacked up bead necklaces, called Vilanda. Women never take their necklace off and have to sleep with it. They also use headrests to protect their hairstyles. However, more and more men and women dress in a western way, because people make fun of them when they go to markets. Women sometimes walk 50 kilometers to sell goods in Huila market. Mwila rarely eat meat, they rather eat porridge, corn, chicken, honey and milk. They kill their cattle only on special occasions. Mwila are not allowed to mention people’s name in public.

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