I was young and promiscuous. I knew fully the dangers in unprotected sex, still took the chance numerous times. I contracted chlamydia and gonorrhea. That still didn't stop me, just slowed me down for a while. I began having all of the initial HIV symptoms you can think of. I dreaded getting tested. I said to myself "I'd rather never know." I got tested. The two-week wait was excrutiating torture. I prayed and pleaded with God to have mercy on me. The doctor came in with what was supposed to be my results, but told me there was a problem- that the blood viles had been mixed up and I would need to be re-tested! In my mind, that meant I was positive! I had to endure another two weeks of torture. This gave me more prayer time to plead with God. I knew whatever the results, they would be accurate because I hadn't been sexually active in about 8 months. I also knew that it was all in God's hands. This time the doctor told me my results were NEGATIVE! God had indeed given me another chance! Not because of me, but because of the merciful God that he is. Unfortunately, I still haven't given God the honor that he deserves. HIV was right at my doorstep. I realize that I am no different than someone who is HIV-pos. It just happened for reasons known only to God that I tested negative. I'm so thankful. To those who are positive, look to God for strength and guidance. I pray for healing in your body and mind and peace in your and your families life. To those who are at risk, this is a good time to really beg God for mercy! To those who haven't put themselves at risk, may God keep you and always give you the strength to walk that straight path.

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