When I first came into a realization that I was still connected to the occult, I was confounded to say the least. I had come into this amazing relationship with Christ and had renounced witchcraft, and all my involvement with the occult numerous times. Wasn’t that enough? For some it may well be enough, but for me I knew there was something more than what I was experiencing in this life, something so palpable and tangible that I was willing to keep working to pursue it. That something was personally knowing Christ. I had come to a point where I had…
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Growing up I was not a happy child. I was always very lonely and sad. Yet as an adult I would never have looked back and told you there was something really terrible about my life. For me it seemed pretty average. I had a mom and a dad, as well as a sister. My parents both worked and I went to school every day. I always had a warm home and bed; nice clothes to wear and food on the table. I was never lacking in any of those basics needs. My parents fought a lot and were very…
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I was very excited to get my first tattoo. It was my eighteenth birthday and my best friend had offered to pay for it as a gift. I had been looking forward to getting a tattoo for quite some time! To me it was a symbol of who I am and of my freedom. She even picked out a place for us to go and have it done. I was a little leery when she drove me out to a part of town I didn’t know very well and it didn’t look very nice. This was about 20 years ago…