Marina

17 year old beautiful, troubled Marina walked through the Crisis Pregnancy Center doors. I greeted her and asked if she needed a pregnancy test. She did. Obviously on edge and fidgiting with her ball cap she followed me to the counseling room. As soon as i closed the door, "My hair is a mess... I don't know what to, where to start... I don't know if I am pregnant but something is not right. I haven't been myself lately... my friends want to beat me up, I haven't had my period... but, i don't know if I am pregnant or if this has something to do with my liver, I have a bad liver... uhh i don't even know where to start, i have so many problems. I don't like the guy that i am with. i don't want to have anything to do with him..."
"Lord, help" i whispered in my spirit. "Do you know Jesus, Marina?"
"Yes, well I mean that is part of the problem, my whole family used to go to church together... this isn't supposed to be happening to me... i mean, we all went to church untill my grandfather died and my grandma moved to Flordia... we don't go anymore"
"But, you believe in Jesus?"
"Yes...I" interrupting her I said "okay, lets first pray and ask God to be with us..." I took her hands and tears trickled down her face...