Belinda thought she was losing her man, but she was really losing her soul.
Mrs. Belinda Taylor is familiar with outside women trying to ruin her lackluster marriage to noted dermatologist, Dr. Desmond Taylor. However, she has been successful at halting their feeble attempts to fill her expensive pointed toe shoes using diabolical schemes.
When her latest confrontation lands her in prison on an attempted murder conviction, she has to face her darkest fears. By the time Belinda is released on parole, Desmond has disappeared with their two teenagers and started a new life with a new wife in parts unknown.
What will the future hold for Belinda? Will she lose her soul trying to win back her man or has she lost it all forever?
“Thanks for the opportunity to read Losing My Soul. Wow! It was definitely a page-turner!” Tracy L. Darity, Author of Love…Like Snow in Florida on a Hot Summer Day
Prologue
“I’m telling you, the Lord can bring you from a mighty long ways. I was lost in a world of sin. Y’all don’t hear me!” Belinda Taylor shouted, holding the microphone in her right hand. She was in front of the podium at a modest-sized, non-denominational church in Dallas, Texas, pacing back and forth in a gold-textured, two-piece skirt suit with a pair of matching leather high–heeled, pointed-toe pumps. The congregation was on fire this morning, and every member present was standing on their feet clapping for the newly ordained minister as she delivered her first sermon.
Belinda paused for a second, wiping the perspiration from her brow, gathering her thoughts before continuing. Placing one hand on her hip, she straightened her back, and looked out over the crowd of almost three hundred people. Smiling at their happy faces, she said, “This time two years ago, I was married to a doctor, and we had two fine children. I had a three-story, seven-bedroom house. I had a maid to do the cleaning and the cooking. I drove a brand new Mercedes Benz. I owned the finest clothes, jewelry, and perfume money could buy. I traveled to all the exotic places I wanted to visit. But how many of you know today that I was drowning in sin! How many of you know today that sin was suffocating me, and I was slowly losing my soul! Hallelujah! God delivered me! Yes, He did!” Belinda shouted, pumping a fist in the air. Tears were streaming down her face like water from a broken faucet, but that didn’t stop her from praising Him.
The applause was too loud for Belinda to continue. She stopped, listening to the praises coming from the Abundantly Blessed Church members shouting out to her from every corner of the building. Leaning to one side, she said, “You see, I had low self-esteem because I didn’t know Jesus. I thought that having a successful man validated my existence. I thought that being wealthy would bring me happiness. But all it brought me was a twenty-year marriage filled with pain. Yes, I lived with heartbreaking hurt for all that time simply because I didn’t know any better. It was all because I didn’t know Jesus!” Belinda shouted, returning to the podium. She opened the Bible resting on the stand and turned to one of her favorite passages, Genesis 1:1-3, and read:
In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. The earth was without form, and void; and darkness was on the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God was hovering over the face of the waters. Then God said, “Let there be light;” and there was light.
“Amen. I’m so thankful for the light today! You see, when I first accepted the Lord as my Savior, I picked up this Bible and this was the first verse that I read,” she stated, shaking her head in disbelief. “Y’all just don’t know how much I’ve been through. My marriage almost killed me because I wanted to hold on to a man who didn’t even know how to love, let alone be married. While he was running around sleeping with other women, I was running behind him trying to destroy every woman that he touched. Then, I was happy when he came home to me. I was grateful for the crumbs and the leftovers. And I could keep on keeping up with the Joneses. But all of that eventually changed. All of that changed about two years ago after a devastating turn of events. You see, some of you know that I’ve served time in prison, but most of you don’t know how I got there or how I got out,” she said, pausing to look at the concern on many of the members’ faces who had returned to their seats. Belinda closed her eyes and recited a silent prayer. This wouldn’t be an easy story to tell, but she had to get it out…
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