This is my exodus!
I wasn’t much of a Christian. I was brought up in a catholic church, where they taught me about God but I didn’t know him personally. I hadn’t experienced him for myself yet. I wasn’t taught how to have a relationship with him. I was forced by my parents to take my communion and go to church every Sunday. It was a chore for me, a ritual that I didn’t enjoy. Becoming a rebellious teenager when I came of age, given a choice to go to church or not, I chose not to. Which is where I believe my downfall began.
Thank You Lord!
I give an honor to God, to Bishop, Gods Most Precious Jewel, and to you reading:
When I look back over my life and I think things over, I can’t help but say, “thank you Lord”. Whenever I take time to reflect, I can see every step the Devil took to try to kill me. It was a process he started early, so it could kill me now, not physically but mentally. The Devil used a void, an absence, he used my biological father. I had never met him, never had any type of relationship, yet he had the power to cause me so much pain. Enough pain that I thought I would never forgive him.
Woman Of Strength!
I am a strong woman who raised two black men. In 2010 I lost my first born son to murder by my grandson, who also took his life after taking my sons life. That day I lost a part of me that can never be mended. Thank God and my bishop for saving my life that day. On that day I had deepened my relationship with God. He came and took hold of me and never let me go. When the Bible says, “God is always on time”, I found out, that is true.
God Got My Back !
I give honor to God, My Anointed Bishop and God’s Most Precious Jewel.
First, I want to thank God for my new life in the Lord using his chosen vessel to introduce me to the good news gospel of Jesus Christ, giving me food from Heaven to save my soul. I am also thankful for the encouraging words from the man of God to stay strong even in the midst of persecution. I have been ostracized by those close to me because I decided to go another path, no longer hanging with the same crowd just to fit in. This decision didn’t sit well with my mother. She thought I was brainwashed in the church.Not realizing that God was cleansing me on the inside from my carnal mind and worldly ways. God was operating on me and I had to be set apart so he can use his healing power.
On top of the world but in destruction. That was me. A boat load of friends. Thriving in school. Attending every party, get together and concert. Living the life. But yet still had a emptiness on the inside. Plastering a smile on my face but was broken on the inside. Surrounded by people but still felt void. Had what the world thought was everything , great family, more clothes & shoes than I could count but still in turmoil. Loosing a battle to my biggest enemy - the enemy inside of me. Overthinking , doubting and always questioning gods plan left me with tomorrow’s worries before today was even up. On the verge of a nervous breakdown.