When I first came into a saving relationship with Jesus Christ, I committed my whole life to Him. I said, “take me, God, use me as your tool!” And I meant every word of it. The problem was that I wasn’t giving my whole self to Jesus. I was only dedicating a fraction of my soul to Jesus because most of my soul was not mine to give. Before I was born, before I was even a thought in my mother’s mind, my life was given away to the devil. My ancestors, going hundreds of years back, had begun promising…
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Joy of the Lord is something that has been elusive to me as of late. As I have been going through my journey of inner healing, I have been receiving revelation from the Holy Spirit about severe and extreme abuse that I have endured from the hands of those that loved me most: My parents, grandmother and my “family” at the Mormon church I grew up in. This has been a devastating blow to me, because I have suppressed this for most of my life. The abuse was satanic in nature. It was ritualistic. It was pure evil. I have…