1. I Always Chose The Wrong Man
Until I chose Jesus!
Dr. Peggy Morris-Turner

2. Introduction
This book was written under the inspiration of God’s Holy Spirit. It’s a testimony of overcoming life’s obstacles to a future of confidence in knowing who you are and where you’re going. I always chose the wrong man until I chose Jesus!

3. CHOICES The Voice of God Speaks
I remember when I was six years old walking to school alone. I had a choice of walking around the block to the school buses waiting to pick us up after mass to drive us to school. Back in the day, we went to pray before we went to school. I had to choose whether to run through the alley filled with garbage, rats, and odors pungent enough to be classified as toxic fumes, or walk around the block, which would cause me to be late for mass.
The thought of Mother Kolister with that razor strap ripping through the palm of my hand for being late seemed like no choice at all. I had to take my chances and run as fast as I could through the alley to avoid the rats or someone throwing their garbage out of the window on to my head. As terrifying as that may have been, it soon became a habit until one day a man approached me with a bag full of change and enticed me to go up on the roof with him to look for his dog.
He said that he would give me a handful of money to buy some candy if I would go with him. After climbing all the way up past the sixth floor to the roof, he told me to sit on the steps and wait for him. He placed a handful of change in the middle of my dress causing me to part my legs gripping the change with my thighs. While he went out on to the roof to look around, suddenly I grabbed the money from my skirt, threw it at him and ran down the stairs as though my life depended on it.

4. God had to teach me to trust His children
God had to teach me to trust His children. My constant prayer is that God give me more revelation and discernment. Armed with these anointed gifts from God, they helped me learn to love and trust my brothers and sisters. Therefore, I had to develop a desire for happiness. .
Doc Has Issues

5. How Hurt Turns to Hate
Now when people see me, they address me as Dr.Turner. “How are you doing Dr. Turner?” “Doc, can I do anything for you?” Greetings weren’t always so gracious. Before I became Doc, I was a bumpy face little girl with big feet and too tall for my age that had been molested since the age of 9 born in Harlem, N.Y.C. Thoughts of suicide and self-mutilation frequently plagued me. I didn’t understand why I was always so depressed. I would spend hours in my room with my face buried in my pillow screaming and crying, but I didn’t know why.
God had to teach me to trust His children. My constant prayer is that God give me more revelation and discernment. Armed with these anointed gifts from God, they helped me learn to love and trust my brothers and sisters. Therefore, I had to develop a desire for happiness.

6. Mrs. Edna Russell
My grandmother had been sick with lung cancer and in constant pain therefore I didn’t get to know the strongest side of her in the way that God put Mrs. Russell in front of me. Edna Russell was the first true image of a God fearing praying woman with uncompromising morals. She worked hard scrubbing, cleaning, and cooking for others until seven or eight o’clock at night to support her two grown junkie sons.

7. Holiness Is What I long For
I always chose the wrong man until I chose Jesus. It’s like that old adage “you can’t see the forest for the trees” I felt as though I had finally come through the forest and in the clearing, was Jesus standing there waiting for me after all the lies, filthy language, adultery, fornication, hate, drug and alcohol abuse. Jesus was right there with open arms waiting for me. He never left me alone.

8. Rev. Peggy Morris-Turner D.D.
Woman of God
Dr. Peggy Morris-Turner is an ordained Pastor, and anointed woman of God.  She is a native New Yorker, born and raised in Harlem, survivor of abuse both emotional and physical.  She was a teen -age mother, High School drop out, and labeled a lost cause by worldly standards.  But God!