Healed and Victorious

Fifteen years ago I was diagnosed with Fibromyalgia.  I often say: it’s not in my head but I also don’t let it get in my head. As one of my sisters once said, “I don’t own it!”  My body was diagnosed with the illness, but illness doesn’t have me. I don’t say “I have fibromyalgia.”- I say “I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia.”  Yes, ‘Was’ is the operative word, because its no longer my present or my future.  And I only speak of the condition for the purpose of sharing my testimony and glorify God.

After many years of pain, fatigue, endless doctor appointments and medications… I received my healing!

Eight years or so ago while at church, I received prayer  and with that prayer, I received Healing from God! I don’t attribute my healing to medicine, but only to God and Him alone! Life has never been the same since that day. Each day I live to the fullest. I don’t limit myself in anyway.

Each year, I set new challenges and new goals. I speak affirmations of His mercy and power in me. In 2013 one of those challenges was Koko Head Crater in Hawaii.  As the date of the challenge approached, I knew it wasn’t the hours of training on the elliptical or the numerous hikes and walks that would prepare me to climb to the top…. But God!

 Koko Head is described as:

“Round Trip Distance: 2100 stairs.  Elevation: 1100 ft above sea level

“Koko Head Crater is one of the three craters on O’ahu along with Diamond Head Crater and Ka’au Crater…”

“Koko Head ranks in the middle of the three craters…”

“Koko Head ranks up with best of them on the island with its 1050 railroad ties stairway.  The stairway of railroad ties is easily visible from the road and reasonably intimidating. The steps are just wide enough to where you can’t stride them out in just one step. After the first half of the stairway there’s a bridge over a little valley, which can be a little bittersweet, the steps on the bridge are smaller but slipping is a possibility. After the bridge, the stairs get a little steeper but the end is near. Once at the top the view of Hawaii Kai and Hanauma Bay are breathtaking not like you have any to spare after the hike. There is a pillbox that allows hikers to stand on top and get a nice 360 degree view of the island. Once ready to head back down you quickly realize how tired your body has become with shaky legs and the loose gravel under your feet. Yes hiking up was tough but the hike down has a challenge of its own.”- Brandon LaCarter, Blogger

 

When the day arrived, I started my walk with God.  Doubt and fear sunk in as the hill got steeper and the sun beamed hotter and hotter on me. Three quarters of the way up at a approximately 925 steps, I sat and wept. I was struggling not only physically but more so emotionally because I knew my body could not do it… But I knew that with God all things are possible. I wanted and desired to prove it to myself by finishing that hike.

I wept and cried out loud but inwardly to myself  for God to hear me.  My heart’s desire was to just do it!! To Glorify Him! For His Mercy and Grace in my life. I wanted to do it as part of my testimony of His healing power! I wanted to do it to show Him I could, because He healed me… To give Him thanks and glorify Him…. Suddenly, I stood with renewed energy and determination, and completed my challenge that day and declared victory!!!

I am Healed and Victorious because HE>i (HE is greater than I). HE>fibromyalgia  (HE is greater than fibromyalgia)   And I > Koko Head because He is in me!  To God be the Glory!

 People tell me “I would never know you have fibromyalgia” And I always respond -“Good!  Because I don’t know it either” – and I share my testimony.   I’m not healed by  medicine but by God. God is good!

God is able! And through Him we are able to do all things! – He can heal your body too!

“I can do all things through Christ, who strengthens me”  Philipians 4:13

   Carmen Sepulveda- Manchester, Connecticut USA

In His Grace: The Original Assignment

For the last five or six months, I have been praying and seeking God in about “In HIs Grace”.

Recently, while traveling to Islamorada for an Event, I was listening to Christian music, singing along and at the same time talking with God in my thoughts. I was thanking Him in detail for everything He was doing in our lives and then I asked Him: “God… In His Grace… What about In HIs Grace? These testimonies… Its been so slow. Is it something I am not doing or maybe there is something else I should try?

And suddenly, instantly… as clear as day, God reminded me the true purpose of In His Grace!

Out of no where, the memory of the dream & vision he gave me in 2007 came alive in my mind!

I exclaimed, “Oh My God… ” while my jaw dropped so far down that my own husband, Wayne asked “What? What happened?”  Even though Wayne kept waiting for a response my mind kept playing the memory and the word “Remember” kept repeating itself so loud in my spirit.

It took me a while to be able to talk.  I was driving and the music was still playing in the car. My husband kept looking at me, asking “What??” while waiting for a response.

Suddenly it became so clear! I felt amazed! I was in total awe! How could I forget! OH MY GOD! I said, “Thank You God! Thank You Lord!  Thank you Holy Spirit!” With a vast of emotions and a new sense certainty, peace and joy, I was able to share with my husband what God had just done. The more I share the more excited and overjoyed I became! My human mind kept interrupting me by asking “How did I get so side-tracked?” But I knew in my spirit that it was all part of God’s plan!

After our trip, I came straight home and I search for my 2007 journal where I recorded a series of prayers, dreams & visions that lead to the day God shared His initial plan for In His Grace.

Today, I take this opportunity to share with you as well!

Introducing “In His Grace” ~ The Beginning

During 2006, I became very eager to speak of God’s Grace. I had been working in a Women’s shelter as Director of Victim’s Services for six years and although the services we provided helped the women we served… The women came with broken hearts, their spirits chattered with no self-esteem and no hope. Because of the Domestic Violence cycle, in some cases even their friends and families had failed them, they were isolated and felt so alone. We did everything in our power to rekindle hope, built self-esteem and set new goals for a new life… a fresh start. But my spirit knew better. I knew that in reality what they really needed was God… Our Lord and Savior Jesus in their lives.

You see, I was also a survivor of Domestic Violence years prior and I wanted to share with these women how God helped me through my situation and made me who I was.  I was alive because of His Grace… but due to the policies and the politics of the agency I was sternly told by my supervisor that I was not to speak of God in the workplace, specially with the women we served.

Eager to share the true meaning of grace, hope, peace and success through my God with the women, I began to pray.

I prayed daily: “Lord please give me the opportunity to be an instrument… I just want to share with everyone what you had done for me… so that others can experience and have what only You can provide. Show me, use me, tell me what to do. Allow me the honor to serve You so that you can be glorified.”

About a year or so later after a series of dreams that showed me bits and pieces of “marketing” God’s works… I had a dream/vision that would give me instructions word by word, step by step about Project: In His Grace.

The Dream:  Project|In His Grace (March 2007)

Yes! “In His Grace” was originally an assignment, a project to complete!

In a very vivid dream, a very large Hard Cover Book was presented to me, like a portfolio. The front cover opened and pages started turning slowly at first to show black and white photographs of people of all ethnic backgrounds, and all ages with a small caption of one or two sentences expressing gratitude for what God had done for them on the corner of each page…  As the pages started turning faster the photographs became a slideshow, and I started to hear and see a description….

In His Grace

• 365 People – 365  Days
• To capture the essence of God’s Grace in their lives.
• An opportunity to Thank God and give Him praise for all He has done.

I saw photographs of families, individuals, couples, children, pregnant women, elderly, newborn babies from all over the world in their own environment and a very casual setting.

I saw regular people smiling at my camera while embracing their spouses  or their child. I saw single people, men and women… I saw elderly people with smiling with confidence in their hearts that they made through with our God.  I saw happy children that had survived sickness and abuse. I saw teens that triumphed over peer pressure and couples that surpassed financial difficulties and burdens… I saw people that were just grateful to be healthy, alive and well. People in farms, people by the ocean, in the mountains, even in their native tribes. I saw photographs of people in places I have never seen in life.

I heard and saw the words “To bring Hope, Strength, Peace, Love, Victory, Triumph, Faith, Healing, Deliverance, Salvation…  

Then I heard with clear understanding: “This is such a hard time for the Life of this World. People are searching for a sign of hope… Millions will receive the message and will be inspired.” 

Towards the end of the slideshow a song with words I could not make out played in the background… And on the back of the book there was DVD slideshow of all the photographs that played with a song of hope not yet written or heard.

When I woke up I had clear unsderstanding of my assignment. I was so overwhelmed the vision God had given me that night. I could not stop crying… In fact, I couldn’t report to work for a couple of days. The dreams and visions kept coming during the following few weeks. God showed me other bits and pieces of where this project would lead.

The Journey:

In the process of trying to fulfill the Vision of sharing God’s Grace with people around the World… I somehow lost track of the original “Project” that God assigned to me in 2007.  I concentrated in finding full testimonies vs collecting the Photographs accompanied by testimoniy statements of 1 or 2 sentences!

Thus I take this opportunity to introduce “Project: In His Grace|365 days of God’s Grace”!

A Photographic Portfolio of God Grace!!  

(Laughing) I must admit… That day, while driving to Islamorada after God showed me the original plan oce again as He had shown me in 2007… I felt a sense of relief!  Yes, relief! God not only showed me the original plan, but he also showed me how I reacted to the plan back then! He showed me how desperate and overwhelmed I felt with the number 365! (Laughing!!!) He reminded me to the point that I was laughing at myself saying “Oh My God I was freaking out!” The number 365 seemed so unreachable back them!

I couldn’t help but laugh but I also apologized for forgetting and for becoming discouraged… And more so I Thank Him for His Never-ending and everflowing Grace upon me… for believing in me even when I doubt it myself… For His loving patience and kindness.

Suddenly the number 365 became lighter, attainable, friendly! I told my husband that day, “365? That’s nothing! We can do this!”

INVITATION! 

Therefor… I take this opportunity to invite anyone to be part of this Project!

If you are interested in participating please contact me at margie@inhisgrace.org

PS> Don’t be surprise if I just see you and ask you to participate!

“And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb and BY THE WORD OF THEIR TESTIMONY…” Revelation 12:11 Let’s spread God’s Grace in our Lives!

“To make known to the children of man Your mighty deeds, and the glorious splendor of Your kingdom” Psalm 145:12 

The Lord was and still is my only refuge.

My whole life is a testimony of God’s Grace! It is extremely difficult to summarize just how much God has done for me, but He kept urging me to share how I came to accept the Lord into my life, how I got involved in an abusive marriage and how He provided protection, provision and prosperity through it all.

To give a little background, I was born and raised in Puerto Rico within the Catholic faith. My Father was very successful in his career, but he had a very bad drinking problem. My Mom worked very long hours trying to make ends meet due to my father’s heavy drinking.  Therefore, for the most part, our grandparents raised my four younger siblings and myself.

Even though I did not have the understanding I have today, I always knew that God was real and that He created everything, the sun, the moon, the stars and the universe. As a little girl, my grandfather (Abuelo Andres) painted vivid visions of God in my mind with his big imagination. There was no doubt I knew God was real! My grandfather would use any opportunity he had to portray how big our God was.  If it rained, he would tell us that God was washing his house or watering his garden. If it thundered, he would tell us that God dropped something in heaven and he would tell us a different example every time… From pots and pans to garbage pails and a tray of dishes. At one time in particular he said God and His angels were playing Tag! If it was lightening, Abuelo would tell us that Lightening was the flash on God’s camera! So, he would have us sit still looking all pretty, smile, say “cheese” while looking up at the sky because God was taking pictures of us.  (Laughing!)   Abuelo Andres always portrayed a Good, Loving, and Friendly God. He always made sure I understood that God answers prayers and is always listening to every word we speak… and God always made sure to back up everything my grandfather said! Yes! God always answered my prayers from a very young age, including the very important prayer at age 12 for my father to stop drinking.

Abuelo always balanced and helped me understand what I was being taught in Catholic school until he passed away when I was 12.

As I grew older and continued to attend Catholic school, I was introduced to the “fear” of God.  Those were the years when the rules were applied and many questions went unanswered.  My grandfather was no longer around and we really did not speak in depth about God at home except for the usual “If you don’t do as I say, God will punish you!”

When I was 15, my Parents moved us to the United States and I experienced public school for the first time.  That is where I met my good friend, Wayne Puckett and my best friend Gloria Jimenez, the person that would plant a seed in my spirit that would not sprout and blossom for about 12 years.

Gloria was raised Pentecostal and she would talk about God and His word daily.  She taught me that all the answers to my questions could be found in the bible and that I was able to read it for myself. In all of the years I attended Catholic school I never held a bible in my hands. In fact, I never saw a bible in our home. Gloria instilled in me a curiosity to know God more. I wanted to learn more of Him. I wanted to feel the excitement she expressed every time she spoke of God and Jesus.

When I was 16, we relocated to Connecticut and I lost contact with Gloria and Wayne.  Every time I went to Church with my mom, I left the same way I went in, empty. I felt that Sunday service was a boring repetitious ritual that I had been experiencing all my life.  I missed Gloria but more so, I missed her sharing what she knew about God with me. I was 17 years old when I decided against my mother’s wishes to attend mass one Sunday morning.  My mother would order me to get up, get dressed and go to church and I would not comply. I would never say anything… I would just not listen nor comply with her demands. In my own way of understanding, I did not need “church”, I needed more of what Gloria had and I did not know where to find it. I did not recognize it then, but I guess you can say I was rebelling. The steps and choices that I made in the years to follow changed the course of my life in ways I never expected. All of my dreams and expectations for my future dissolved as a result of my own self-righteous ways.

At the age of 18, I decided that I would take a short cut towards my independence, discard my plans to attend College for commercial art, quit high school and enroll in beauty school.

I can sit here and go in detail about all of the choices I made after that, but for the purpose of this testimony, I am going to summarize it as best as I can.

Soon after the break-up of a three yearlong relationship with my high school sweetheart, I began another relationship that only brought much more disappointment, grief and pain.  By the time I was 20, I was a single mom of a beautiful baby girl, Mayra. I searched endlessly for the perfect kind of love and companionship finding only dismay, time after time again, relationship after relationship I never found what my heart desired in a man.  I always gave my all but never got anything in return. I felt used… I became angry and resentful towards men.  I just desired someone that would love, respect and appreciate me for who I was.  At the age of 23, I had already made up my mind that if anyone were to use somebody, it would be me and under my own terms.  I was going to make sure that I was not going to settle for less than my own expectations. Consequently, if a man did not meet those expectations, I did not hesitate to say “See Ya! Your loss, not mine”.  Yes, I became arrogant even though deep inside I was hurt that no one would see me as marriage material. I found myself running for no apparent reason looking for life itself.

When I was 24, I found myself back in Puerto Rico pregnant with my second child.  I felt so lonely and so depressed.  I had lost my family’s trust and respect. I was the blasphemy to my catholic upbringing. Not only had I gotten pregnant out of wedlock once, but twice! Due to the choices that I made, I was considered the black sheep of the family… I was never to succeed, less amount to anything worth living for. I was tired of running… I wanted to live a fulfilling life but I did not know how or where to begin. I was alone… I felt alienated in so many ways.

Until one day, God brought a childhood friend back into my life.

I woke up one morning trying to find answers and I found myself at the steps of the Cathedral for the first time in 10 years. It had not changed much since we left Puerto Rico in 1980. I walked in doing the same routine just like I was taught. I blessed myself with the sign of the cross and holy water upon the entrance… I placed some coins in the offering box… I lit some candles… I stopped at all of the statues of saints wondering how they could help me. Then I found myself in front of a painting of the Sacred Heart of Jesus. Even though I felt unworthy, I knelt, tried to collect my thoughts and began to say, “God, it’s been a long time, I don’t know what to do or what to say… Please help me.” Not knowing what else to do, I prayed “Our Father” and left not knowing if my plea had been heard.

On our way back home as I walking up the street, I heard someone call my name. To my surprise my childhood friend, Nancy only lived a couple of houses down from me. Nancy was also raised in the catholic faith but she was now a reborn Christian.  She spoke about the word of God daily!  She gave me a bible and encouraged me to read Psalm 91 every day.  She also supplicated with me to go to church with her every week for several months. I finally gave in with the condition that if I did not like it she would not bring it up again.

I never forget that day… I walked into this small country church where worship music filled the air. The atmosphere was embracing every cell of my body in a way I never felt before.  Almost immediately, I could not hold back the tears from falling down my face.  I could not understand what was happening to me.  I had no control. Before I could even analyze what was happening… I felt all the heaviness was being lifted from deep in my soul releasing an inexplicable amount tears as if cleansing me from the inside out.

I repented from all of my sins and my way of life and accepted Jesus Christ as my Savior that day.  My life and my relationship with God was never the same after that.  For the first time in my life, I felt accepted and truly loved. My human mind could not comprehend the magnitude of God’s love for me. All of the sudden, I had an urge to change my life and follow Him. I thought of Gloria, and wondered if this was the same kind of fire that made her breathe daily?  I wanted more… I was loved!  Psalm 91 became my anthem for that period of my life.

Although I was now saved through Christ and my decision to live within His will took precedence in my life, it did not stop chaos, trials and tribulations from coming into my life…

I had given birth to my second child Laura, soon after I received the Lord into my heart.  When she was almost 2 years old, I decided to return to Connecticut to be close to my family and siblings.

When I returned back to the states, I tried very hard to stay on track.  Although I did not have a home church, I always tried to live life accordingly. I was not a perfect Christian by far, but I was dedicated to be better.

It was about a year after I had returned to Connecticut that my cousin introduced me to this guy via phone.  She explained that he was in prison for something he did not do. I remember as clear as day telling my cousin, “No… he is not my type.” She encouraged a friendship with the justification that he had no family and needed someone to talk to.  Although I was never attracted to him and I felt no connection, especially the one factor that he was incarcerated. I decided that I would at least be his friend and correspond via mail and phone calls.

Well… He was a charmer. I didn’t see it then, but I see it now. He asked questions and later used my answers to portray we had similarities and common interests.  He had all of the right answers.

He did not smoke.

He did not drink.

He did not do drugs.

He believed in being faithful and truthful.

He wanted a family and loved my kids

He was raised in the Christian faith and was trying to get closer to God.

He also made sure I knew he was a victim of the system and innocent of the crime, he did not have anyone in his life, that he never knew his father, his mom had not been in his life since he was 17 and that all he ever wanted was a family.

Even though he said everything I wanted to hear, I never felt 100% connected to him, but I still accepted his proposal for marriage 10 months later in 1992.  I though “Finally someone wants to marry me… Maybe this is a good sign!” and if anything, in return, I could make a difference in his life, help him find closure with his family and at the same time, bring him closer to God…

Well, little did I know then, that it would be him who would lead me straight into God’s hands.

From the time I said, “I do” everything changed. We moved to Upstate New York to start a new life, shortly after I found myself pregnant with my third child. After our son was born things started to change. Although he was incarcerated, I found myself imprisoned in a revolving door of lies, control, threats, verbal and mental abuse, jealousy, and deceit… For four years I tried to make it work, only to find an array of hidden secrets about his past, illegal activities and an escalating violent relationship.

I did not know who to talk to. I felt I could not speak to my family because I feared that they would see my situation as yet another failure in my life. By this time, I was basically raising three children on my own.  I did not want my children to live in an environment that was not safe.  I did not want my son to grow up and treat women the way his father treated me and I did not want my daughters to grown up and be in relationships like the one I was in.  I was always walking on eggshells, not knowing what to expect next… I invested all of my time and efforts trying keep the kids unaware of what was happening but it was becoming very difficult… almost impossible. If I resisted his wiles, he would send one of his “contacts” to our home to deliver “sweet” spoken or written threats on his behalf.

Even though he was not home, my husband’s presence in our lives became a threat to our safety due to his ongoing lifestyle.

One Saturday afternoon, after refusing to visit him in prison due to the bad winter weather, a written threat was delivered to our door by one of his undesirable messengers. After I watched the individual leave the property… At a moment of desperation, not knowing what else to do, I left the kids watching TV in the living room and I walked down the long hallway that led to my bedroom. I felt the emotions creeping up my spine. It was like a roller coaster that I could not ride because it made me ill and weak. My mind and body were tired and soul was aching…  Once in my bedroom, I quietly closed the door behind me, and I collapsed into the floor. I hit rock bottom… It was just me, the cold hardwood floor and God!  I was sobbing with rage, anger and a deep feeling of desperation.

“GOD! GOD!” I screamed in my mind! “HELP ME! Dear Lord!!! Help me! I do not understand… I do not understand WHY?  Where does it end?”

I did not even know where it started.  But it did not matter any longer… I needed to concentrate on how to get out of that situation.  I felt trapped in a never ending nightmare. I knew deep in my heart that only God could help me. I needed to trust in Him but I did not know where to begin!

I cried and sobbed for what seemed to be hours.  I begged God to guide me and show me the way.  My faith was still in me somewhere, although it had been tested endlessly, but my mental strength was weak and falling apart bit by bit.  This man that called himself my husband was a smart controlling man that knew what buttons to push to make me feel insecure and helpless.

“God! Please God!! Help me” I kept calling out with a low voice but my soul was screaming out to Him! “When and where did I fail?  Is this the way I have to spend my life due to the mistakes I made in the past?”

It did not make any sense.  I turned my life to God in 1989. How can I be living such a painful life? How can God allow this to happen?  If this is what love had in stored for me then I did not want nothing to do with it!

“God, you talked about loving one another… Surely you could not be condoning what is happening! There is no way! I refuse to believe that you are okay with what is happening in my life! Please tell me… Please show me that you are near… PLEASE! I am so lost and lonely. I can’t do this any more… Please Help Me! Please… God Please…”

I begged and cried alone in that cold and dark bedroom floor with no comfort.  I felt empty and in despair with nowhere to turn, with no more words to say or questions to ask.

Suddenly, I felt a sense of warmth covering my body like a warm heavy cozy blanket had been laid upon me. I felt comforted and protected…  As if someone had cloaked me and cradled me.  I could still hear my voice sobbing in the background “Please… Please God… Please.”  My heart was no longer heavy and my mind was no longer racing with unanswered questions. It felt like I was in another world.

As soon as I realized what I was experiencing, I startled myself and abruptly opened my eyes.  Confused yet knowing what had just happened, I started to cry again.  It was clear that God was there with me! Laughing and crying at the same time, I looked up and I whispered “Thank You! God you are here! I have been wondering where you were! Thank You! Oh my God Thank You!” Then I could hear the words “Psalm 91” deep within me.  I got up and searched my bible and read it the way Nancy taught me:

Psalm 91

I, who dwell in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.

I will say of the LORD, “He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.”

Surely he will save me from the fowler’s snare and from the deadly pestilence. He will cover me with his feathers, and under his wings I will find refuge; his faithfulness will be my shield and rampart.  I will not fear the terror of night, nor the arrow that flies by day, nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness, nor the plague that destroys at midday. 
A thousand may fall at my side, 
ten thousand at my right hand, but it will not come near me. 
I will only observe with my eyes 
and see the punishment of the wicked.

If I say, “The LORD is my refuge,” and I make the Most High my dwelling, 
no harm will overtake me, 
no disaster will come near my tent. 
For He will command His angels concerning me to guard me in all my ways; they will lift me up in their hands, so that I will not strike my foot against a stone. 
13 I will tread on the lion and the cobra; I will trample the great lion and the serpent.

“Because she loves me,” says the LORD, “I will rescue her; I will protect her, for she acknowledges my name.  She will call on me, and I will answer her; I will be with her in trouble, I will deliver her and honor her. With long life I will satisfy her and show her my salvation.”

After that night amazing things started happening in my life.  God let me know He was with me and all I needed to do was believe in Him. Trust in Him. Even though my husband was released months after that night, He was soon arrested and back in prison for new criminal charges.

Even though he was incarcerated, he was still trying to control my life, but little did he know that God was now in charge!

God freed us from our situation bit-by-bit, step-by-step. Every step I took, was guided by God!

“Every step I took, was guided by God!”

Every prayer was answered.

Every need was met.

Doors began to open; opportunity after opportunity came pouring in.

God was actively and consistently guiding me. He would show me where to go and who to talk to. It did not matter what my human circumstances were… He made everything turn around effortlessly.

Although I had no education and no work experience, God gave me the courage to apply for a fulltime job in Social Services as a Domestic Violence Advocate. I was a nervous wreck… I thought, “This is crazy!” And I could hear God saying, “GO!”

The Executive Director of the agency, Gloria Griffin said at the end of the interview, “I don’t know why, but I feel I need to give you a chance even though your do not have the education and do not meet the requirements… Would you be interested in another position?” When I walked outside I broke down and cried with a grateful heart all the way home! I could not speak. God had opened a door for me!

I started working that week as an Emergency Assistance Advocate. Five months later; Gloria called me into her office to offer me the opportunity to go to the State University of New York (SUNY) to become a Family Development Worker with a promotion to be a family worker in Headstart.

The new position was not in walking distance and it was obvious I needed a car. But I did not question it… I just said, “Lord, you know I’m going to need a car.” Later that week my neighbor was relocating out of state and could not take her van. Without knowing my circumstances she came to my door and said, “Margie, do you want to keep the van? It’s too old to make such a long trip. It’s paid off and the insurance is paid for 6 months. You don’t need to pay me anything.” As easy as that, God blessed with a vehicle!

God kept touching people to help me and He kept opening doors. Once I completed the educational program I was offered the opportunity to become a field advisor to the students that were undergoing the same program.

Every time I said, “Lord God, now you know I need you down here!” He would faithfully show up and show off.

Even though it was not easy at times, He always strengthened my faith and proved to be the same loving God that I knew when I was a little girl.

The couple of years that were to follow were not easy… BUT I knew that I was not alone. God protected my children and me every step of the way.

In 1998 with the help of God, while my husband was incarcerated, I was able to obtain sole custody of my children and a divorce without the help of an attorney.

In 1999, he was released under parole and began to harass me and threaten to take the kids where I would never see them again. He would show up at my job, follow me around town, and then call me at night to tell me all the places I had been that day.  He would leave me messages saying “Just wanted to tell you that I had a dream last night that I shot and killed you… I love you… you know that I can’t live without you. Give me another chance.”  A permanent order of protection was issued.  Unfortunately, he had no respect for the order of protection or the authorities. When the authorities tried to enforce the injunction, they did not really know where to find him.

I kept asking God to please keep us safe and I trusted God for deliverance. Soon after, he was arrested for possession of drugs and stolen property. He was sentenced to prison four hours away from our home. Peace reigned in our home once again until one early morning about 2 months after his arrest…

The kids were getting ready for school and I was getting ready for work. Just as we were about to go out the door, the doorbell suddenly rang, followed by a slight knock.  I heard my daughter Mayra say, “I get it!” and suddenly I heard the kids saying “Dad! Dad!”. My heart stopped and I held my breath as I walked towards the living room to find my ex-husband inside our home.  My heart screamed “My God! In the Jesus name!” but I was as calmed and collected like I have never been in my life before.

The kids were excited to see him, but I knew better. He had been sentenced to 2-3 years, what was he doing there?  I quickly urged the kids to run to their bus stop by saying “Hurry, hurry, you are going to miss the school bus!” As soon as they gave their hugs and kisses goodbye, I watched them as they left our apartment complex walking with the rest of the neighborhood kids to their bus stop. I remember breathing with relief as I watched the bus come as soon as they got to the stop.  I then turned around and asked, “What are you doing here?”

He answered, “I wanted to see the kids and see you…”

I quickly responded, “You are not suppose to be here, number one you are suppose to be in prison…”

He cut me off and said, “I was released.”

I asked him “Where are your release papers?” …

“I don’t have them…”

Then I said, “You are not suppose to be here you have an injunction that says that you are to stay away from us…”

And he added, “Well I needed to see you and the kids…”

At that time not knowing what else to do, I turned to pick up my keys and my purse from the table and when I turned around I found him standing very close to me waving a gun in front of my face.

He started to speak in a very calm yet intimidating way, “You know that I have told you many times, if I can’t have you, no one will… ” As he was speaking, all I can hear was my soul yelling “Lord Help Me” and immediately out of no where, with the strength and speed I never knew I had, I reached out and grabbed the gun out of his hand while I yelled at him,

“ARE YOU CRAZY? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? You say that you love me, that you want to be with me and this is what you do? How dare you disrespect me and our children by bringing a gun into my house!?”

He was caught off guard and he did not know what to do… it was as if he froze. He did tried to carefully take the gun away but quickly realized that I was the one now holding the gun. He stepped back and gently asked, “Can you please give me the gun back?” And I said “Hell No! You really got some nerve! You know what? I am going to work! See yourself out and I better not find you here when I come back!”

I immediately rushed out the apartment with the gun in my hand; I got in my car and called his probation officer to inform him what had happened. I was instructed to go to work and wait for the authorities to contact me. About an hour later I was informed that he escaped from the facility the night before and that he had a warrant for his arrest. He was arrested shortly after I left and placed in a maximum-security facility.

Still overwhelmed with what had happened, I broke down.  I said, “Thank You God! Lord Thank You!… But I am so tired… We can no longer stay here.” Once again my God proved to be faithful. Within 24 hours, I found a new job with better pay, a brand new apartment 4 hours away from where we lived. We were packed and moved out of the area in a matter of two days!

Today I look into my life and I can’t count the number of times that God has blessed us.  What you have read so far, is merely one chapter of a large hardcover book! My Gode continues to be our protector, our provider, our healer, our vindicator, and our strong tower. The only God I can count on… Through good and bad… through thick and thin.  My Lord God has never left me or forsaken me.  And to prove that unconditional Love does exists…

In 2000, God blessed me once again.  I married my good friend from high school, Wayne Puckett. God reunited us after 19 years!  Wayne has been a very loving and caring husband and wonderful father to my children. He has been everything I ever desired in a man.

God has been faithful in every way. I give him all the praise and the glory daily for everything He has done and for what He continues to do in my life. He has prospered me and my family in all areas of our lives in ways you can’t even imagine. My life is a living testimony of His grace and power.

If you are reading this testimony and you do not know the Lord Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior, I pray that it has helped you to understand the magnitude of His power and glory. I urge you to seek Him and open your heart, mind and soul to receive Him. He will brake all the chains and you will be free! Trust me when I tell you that your life would be transformed and it will never be the same. If He did it for me, He can also do it for you.

If you are reading this and you find yourself in an abusive relationship… Know that God is with you, all you have to do is surrender yourself and your situation to Him; and believe that He is able to set you free! HE will prosper you!  I had nothing! NOTHING! Yet he took my life and transformed it.

As I continue to seek more of Him, He has continued to keep me under His wing through the years. I definitely would not be here if it wasn’t for His presence in my life.  He has done so much! This testimony is only a small fraction! I praise and worship Him daily for His faithfulness!

You have nothing to loose but only so much to gain! So much…

“If you say, “The LORD is my refuge,” and you make the Most High your dwelling, no harm will overtake you, no disaster will come near your tent. For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways; they will lift you up in their hands, so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.” Psalm 91: 9-12

May you always be Under His Wing,

Margie Puckett

Florida USA

-But me he caught—reached all the way from sky to sea; he pulled me out of that ocean of hate, that enemy chaos, the void in which I was drowning. They hit me when I was down, but God stuck by me. He stood me up on a wide-open field; I stood there saved—surprised to be loved! (Psalm 18:16-19 MSG) 🙂 

I give Him all the Glory!

 

“Nuggets… along the way.”

Psalm 46:1 God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble.

Psalm 46:1 God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble.

The journey of my life has been non-descript in some regards, yet intentional and purposeful in other ways especially over the most recent years.

“You are a product of your environment”. This statement has been said over and over again, made popular and sounds true; but is it?

The journey I am on has cast a shadow on this trend of thought. My “growing-up” years were plagued with uncertainties and insecurities and easily I could have fallen victim to this “mindset” without knowing the real TRUTH of the matter. It is life changing to come to know the TRUTH and not to settle for craftily spun word put together to convince the natural mind.

Jesus said “I am the Way, the Truth and the Life (John 14:6)”. 

What God says about the matter is the only truth. There is a vast difference between the natural world and the spiritual world. Thank God for that because in accepting His Purpose for my Life, I have been transformed from a “nobody”, to a woman of purpose. He has shown me that I have great significance. I now walk in purpose and every circumstance and every person along the way becomes an opportunity that God is using on my journey. That’s what my Lord has done for me.

As I reflect on my life over the years, I am able to speak from a grateful heart.  “Thank you Lord”, because I am seeing more and more how He has used even my darkest hour as a stepping stone to a higher place in Him.

At times I have felt like Hezekiah described “For the children are come to birth and there is no strength to bring forth” (11Kings 19:3). After a while, the Lord started talking into my spirit about purpose and intentionality of my life. As I processed this, I became more and more accepting of who I am and where I am in my life with Him. I started journaling and as I gleaned “TRUTHS” about myself, who He is in my life, and my journey with Him, I labeled these experiences as “Nuggets….along the Way”. Here are some of them.

Nugget~ Torch

I remember being very dissatisfied with my life growing up. I used to wish that I was someone else and from a different home because I thought my family was too poor. My father was a hardworking farmer and my mother a faithful home maker with ten children. I always yearned for “better” and felt like I was deposited in the wrong family. My Mom was the spiritual leader of the home, and “Yes” it was a home, only that I did not see the truth at that time. The enemy had deceived me and continued to do so for most of my teenage years. Little did I know that my “all wise, all knowing” heavenly father placed me in my family to witness and experience the fundamental Christian groundwork that my praying mother gave me. I will never forget the “Torch” that mom gave me that dark morning before daylight when I had to run along a dark country road to get to my exam early in the morning. Only those who had a taste of experience of no electricity can understand the emotional trauma that I experienced as I ran down the dark country road alone… And of course the wind blew out the torch. I was eleven years old. Time and time again I have reflected on my life and on that day. In time the Lord revealed to me a spiritual parallel. For sure my Mom not only gave me a physical torch, but a spiritual one. She gave me the spiritual foundation that gave me light along my way. I also acknowledge that I have a great spiritual family legacy. I was rich and did not know it. I would not trade my family for any other in the world. Thank you Lord.

Nugget~ Rights

I tend to be a “type-A” personality type. I like to see all the ducks in a row, the “t’s” crossed and the “i’s” dotted. I actually was proud of being this way and expected no less from others. (God is merciful. He spared my children). I ran into a decent amount of conflicts with people both in the job arena and socially. My thought was that there are standards to maintain and we should always strive for excellence at all cost and without exception. I insisted on this because I knew that this was “RIGHT” until the Lord confronted my spirit one day.

I heard Him say, “So you are right, so what?”

I was shocked. “Eh?”

The Lord said “What are you going to do about it? What will you do with your rightness?”

I answered, “If I am right I need to speak up Lord”

The Lord responded, “Is this the time or place to implement your rights?”

I was at a loss as to what to say, so I surrendered myself and my rights then. Now make a conscious effort to constantly surrender. My attitude now is “I give you my rights Lord”.

I thank you Lord for being so patient with me.

"Lord, Thank You!"

Nugget~ Healing

Over the past year I have gotten new insight into “PURPOSE”. I was diagnosed with breast cancer and faced surgery, radiation and chemotherapy… Just at the same time I was getting a letter from my health insurance that my policy would be expired in a short time (6 weeks I recall). Was I calm and relaxed? “NO”. I had issues with that. All my working life, I have had health insurance and stayed healthy but the time I needed it most I was loosing it? I had real issues with that. I said “Lord, what’s going on?” The Lord made me aware, not just then, but from time to time of “it” being “a set up”. Yes, whatever the “it” I was going through at that time, was a set up. The Lord used that to show me that “when I have come to the end of my resources, His giving is only just begun”. He was taking me through a school of higher learning.

The Lord has blessed me with the ability to “compartmentalize” and function well in the middle of dire situations. As I spoke with docs, therapists etc. in what seemed like a robotic fashion, the Lord helped me to navigate my way through the myriad of scenarios that was a part of my care. He carried me one step at a time. Through this experience God has proven Himself in my life not only as my lover and ever present God, but as my provider and the one that sustains me.

“And the barrel of meal wasted not, neither did the cruse of oil fail” (1Kings17:16). 

He has provided for my need through unfamiliar sources. Praise be to God who causes me to triumph.

Years ago God said to me “Be faithful and endure”. I thought it was regarding issues at that time, not realizing that it is a demand on my life for the entire journey. Regardless of the storm, God is faithful. He reminded me that He has measured it against the grace He has given to me in ability and determined that it will not destroy me.  Well, the onslaught has come, I have escaped, and I am being taken care of. God’s plan for my life is larger than any storm. He is directing my steps towards His higher purpose and no storm will succeed in changing His plan.

In the storm we tend to fear the storm will overwhelm us. We fear we are alone in it, we fear we caused the storm, and sometimes with warped perspective, we fear the storm is here to stay.

Praise be to God, He has brought me through. I was never alone and there was a limit on the severity. He knows what we can bear. The Lord showed me also that many diseases are just the natural result of living in a fallen world, but His grace was and remains sufficient for me.

Isaiah 43:2 says “when thou passest through the waters, I will be with thee; and through the rivers, they shall not overflow you; when thou walketh through the fire, thou shalt not be burned; neither shall the flame kindle upon you”.

A most awesome experience I had during the recent illness was how the Lord gave me a “vision” or a “dream” of my healing (I did not know if I was really asleep or awake). There was this woman walking towards the woods with an unleashed chihuahua angrily yapping at her heals. A few nights afterwards I continued the dream, but this time the dog was on a leash and amicably walking along with her as friends.  Several nights later I saw the woman over in the opposite direction from the woods. She was praise-dancing and glorifying God! It was beautiful to see. Then I noticed that the dog was missing… As I contemplated the missing dog, the interpretation came to me that I was the woman and the dog was the cancer. It was gone. The Lord gave me this when I needed it most.

I have had many storms in my life and I am sure I am not unique in this as we live in a fallen world. I am eternally grateful for the new insights God is giving me day by day as I gain momentum in my spiritual journey. Time would not permit me to chronicle all the amazing reports and testimonies of Gods faithfulness and blessings to me. Thanks be to God who causes me to triumph in Christ.

To those who are reading this testimony, I encourage you to seek the God who sustains in the trials of life. Regardless of where you are in life, sick or healthy, rich or poor, employed or unemployed, even on the streets or with an addiction… His Grace transcends barriers and avails for you. You will never learn true faith in comfortable surroundings. It is the very thing that comes to break you, that God uses to propel you to a higher dimension in Him.  Ask Joseph who was sold into slavery by his brothers and who eventually became govenor of Egypt.  Ask Moses who was banished to starvation in the wilderness and he eventually became the deliverer of Israel.  You might not like the principle that God uses, but it is the same principle that He uses for all His people. Question is, do you really want to follow Him? If you do, then let Him use the adversities of your life as spiritual stepping stones to a higher triumphant level in Him.

 Venoris Patten, Florida USA

Thanks be to God who causes me to triumph in Christ!

Abused and lost… Now saved and healed!

I was so lost

It all started in the summer of 1976. I was an 11 year old boy and I can really say that I was on the shy and timid side. As a child, I never got into trouble in school or at home and I didn’t have many friends for that matter. Looking back now, having those traits probably made me an easy target, but who can tell with child molesters.

My stepfather was my molester. It started that summer of 1976 when my family went to visit my aunt and uncle in Georgia for vacation as every year. But this year was different. While every one was still out and about, my step father approached me for the very first time.  I was like a stone figure, not able to move or even talk. To this day, I have never been as terrorized as that moment. He began telling me how it was ok for boys to do this because he had with all his friends growing up. When it was over, I could  not even speak and he could tell I was affected.  He told me that it was ok for me to feel different, that it was natural and that I would be ok. He told me specifically that I was not to tell anyone because they would not understand.  Embarrassed by the whole experience and not knowing what to do, I did what I was told… I did not say a word to any one and the rest of the vacation went on as usual.

When we got home, he approached me again about a week later, one afternoon when no one was home. Only this time he was very violent and angry. Afterwards he was as calm as anything, and he proceeded to tell me that if I told anyone of what had happen at home or in Georgia that nothing would happen to me… Instead he would kill my mother and my sister and that he would get away with it because he was older than me and no one would believe a kid anyway. He said that he would leave and I would have to live with the fact that I had killed my mother and sister. Therefore, it was my choice… and of course I choose to never say a word.

Soon after that conversation I really prayed to God.  Oh Sure, I prayed to God before that but I prayed just kid stuff… This time was different, I had a true need. I was eleven years old and I prayed really hard with my whole heart asking God to please make my stepfather stop.

“Please make the police come and take him away. Something! Anything! Please God help me!”

I would pray every night but the abuse continued. Time passed, I prayed a little less, looking out my window at night to the heavens wondering if he heard me. “Do you care about me?… Are you mad at me?… Am I too dirty for you now?…”  The more time passed, the less I prayed.  I would ask, “Are you there? Why do you let this continue? Do You hate me?”  Eventually, I stopped praying…

By the age of 15, I was a hard rock inside. No one could tell what I had and was continuing to go to through… No one, not even my mother, siblings, teachers, friends…  I was able to hide it all like a World Champion.

During the summer of 1980, the sexual abuse stopped and the physical abuse started.  At this point my stepfather just became angry at me all the time and would hit me for no reason at any time. I was a nervous wreck around him because I would never know when he would hit or throw something at me. He was just crazy at this point.

It was not until I was 17 on a Saturday that I just felt I had enough and I fought back. I was sweeping the garage and all of a sudden out of nowhere I felt the sting across my back. He had hit me with an extension cord!  At that point, before I knew it I just turned around and attacked him. I punched him twice in the face as hard as I could. He never touched me again. But I was so mad at myself I could hardly stand it. The realization of ‘if I had only fought back years ago, none of what I had gone through would have happened’ hunted me daily. Soon after my graduation from High School, I joined the Army and left home.

As years passed, for some reason, I had blocked all the abuse out of my life and my mind. I had forgotten what had happened to me growing up as a child but it had taken a huge toll on me, I just did not see the effects.  I was a mess. I got married, had a son, got out of the Army, went through a divorced and married again… all in 10 years. My mother and stepfather were still married and they used to pick up my son from school and watch him until we got out of work in the evening. Life went on as normal, until one evening I found out that my Stepfather had tried to target my eight year old son! That is when the memories and everything that happened to me came rushing back.  It was 1993, I was 28 years old and it was the first time I’ve ever spoken about it.

The fact that I had put my son in danger was unbearable to me. I began a journey of depression and shame that would continue for years.  I went to countless counselors and support groups for several years, in addition I took a the steady regimen of prescribed drugs to try to help me but I was so lost and so was another marriage.

But there was one constant through all of these years, I had no relationship with God. To me, he had abandoned me as child or was not real for that matter. I was just angry and hurt to no end.

Years went by and I continued to live this way. There was no hope just a never ending road of depression, bitterness and anger that found no end. It was not until 1999, when I was contacted by an old high school friend, Margie.  We first met in 1980, when we were 15 years of age and I had not heard from her since 1981.  Eighteen years later, I get an email from this woman saying how she had always remembered me and how much I had stayed on her mind all these years. Immediately, we began emailing each other, renewing our friendship and learning about what we had both been through in the past 18 years. We decided to meet  and my heart felt feelings I never felt before in my life. I knew that instance that this woman was going to change my life and fulfill all that was missing, but how? Margie was a spiritual woman and she kept insisting that it was a God thing… God? There is no way! Could it be?  How after all this time is life changing in such an amazing way? Maybe God was with me after all.

He was with me always...

Margie and her three children moved to Orlando and along with my two children we married on Sept. 30 2000.

Together we began to attend a church in Orlando with my sister and my mother. Still skeptical with the idea of God in my life, I went to church only because Margie wanted to go… but in the process I started to see God in a total different light. We moved to Clermont and there Margie found Celebration of Praise. We began attending and watching my wife as she experienced the love of God in a new higher level helped me be more conscious of His presence in our lives. God used her to bring the teachings to help me heal, let go of my past, forgive my abuser and let God’s love and majesty back in my heart and in my life. In 2006, I accepted Jesus as my Lord and Savior. Since, the Lord has shown me that He was with me always… even through the storm of my abuse. He was with me through all of those years of depression and guilt. God showed me that it was He who brought Margie back in my life… And that He meant for us to be together.

Today God is every thing in my life. He has provided for us all of our needs. He has healed me spiritually and emotionally. I am no longer depressed and I am at peace and happy with my life. I trust in God completely. I am a better person because of His love in my life. God truly works in mysterious ways but for me, He knew just what he was doing. I praise Him daily and thank Him for his Love… for He has surely proven His love for me.

If you are or have been a victim of sexual and/or physical abuse, please do not stay silent. Tell someone what is going on if it is occurring and even if it is in your past, confide in someone you trust. Remaining silent is what the enemy wants you to do because he knows that silence will fester and destroy you from within.

But most importantly, seek out the Lord for guidance and for the strength to forgive those who have wronged and hurt you…  And never forget that He is always with you.

Wayne Puckett ~ Florida, USA

He has healed me spiritually and emotionally.

1 Kings 19:11-12

“Go out and stand before me on the mountain,” the LORD told him. And as Elijah stood there, the LORD passed by, and a mighty windstorm hit the mountain. It was such a terrible blast that the rocks were torn loose, but the LORD was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the LORD was not in the earthquake. And after the earthquake there was a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire. And after the fire there was the sound of a gentle whisper.”

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“Since my youth, God, you have taught me, and to this day I declare your marvelous deeds” (Psalm 71:17). A soul might explode, unless it shares about God’s faithfulness…

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Where is God?

"God is faithful to His word"

My name is Arlene Elea, and I am honored to be here today, alive and well, being able to share with you some real good news…  How I let Jesus Christ change my life.

Being a Christian all my life, I believed in the healing power of Jesus, yet I often wondered why I was sick.

For many years, I battled with severe digestive problems. Food allergies and sensitivities were increasing at alarming rates and I was losing excessive amounts of weight because of malnutrition.  Food journaling, rotating foods every three days and cooking of all of my meals became part of my every day life.  Searching for answers, I found myself traveling great distances to many doctors with the hope that they would be able to determine what was happening to my body.  Unfortunately, they seemed to help for only a short time, but they really could not explain what was going on. As a matter of fact, they did not even have a name for the condition.  Doctors had no answers and they could not help.

The thought of  “What can I do to help myself?” consumed me. Reading books and educating myself on nutrition became my main focus, almost an obsession.  It was very exhausting trying to make everyone think that I still had it all together… The truth was: I was a mess!  The harder I tried, the worse I became.

For years, I witnessed many healings and miracles in other people, but I always wondered why it wasn’t happening to me?  Why I wasn’t healed?

At 78 pounds with a stature of 5’8”, I found it very difficult to look at myself in the mirror.  My family wanted to help me but they did not know how. Seeing the pain in my family’s eyes broke my heart.  Watching my daughter’s fear through her rejection and avoidance was unbearable.   My church family and friends were praying for me daily yet my condition kept getting worse.

Reaching a moment of hopelessness, I thought to myself, “Where is God?” Afraid of what was to come, feeling desperate with nowhere to go and no direction, I called on Jesus.  I said “Lord, if I die, I go into your presence, and if you heal me the Glory will be yours… So either way this is a win-win situation Lord! So God, let it be your will.”

I remembered the words of my praying mother used to tell me, “God is faithful to His word!”… I started reading the Bible and praying daily and God would give me strength for the day.

When we pray, God hears us.  He heard my cry and he extended His healing hand of mercy and grace.  I left my self-sufficiency behind and decided to completely rely on God to take care of me and bring forth healing.

“This is what the Sovereign Lord, the Holy One of Israel, says: “Only in returning to me and resting in me will you be saved…” Isaiah 30:15 NLT

I then realized God was waiting for me the whole time.  All I had to do was seek Him and place my trust in Him.  I wish I could tell you I was instantly healed, the fact is there were many days I didn’t even feel healed or felt that I was getting any better, but I kept reading His word.

“He personally carried our sins in his body on the cross so that we can be dead to sin and live for what is right. By his wounds you are healed.” 1Peter 2:24 NLT

I had to walk in my healing even when Satan would try telling me that I wasn’t healed and that I would never get better.

“In addition to all of these, hold up the shield of faith to stop the fiery arrows of the devil.” Ephesians 6:16 NLT

God’s word is stronger than any thought or feeling I ever felt! When fear would try to over take me, I would stand on the word of God.

“I prayed to the Lord, and he answered me. He freed me from all my fears.” Psalm 34:4 NLT

When thoughts of doubt invaded my mind, I would use God’s word of encouragement.

“But when you ask him, be sure that your faith is in God alone. Do not waver, for a person with divided loyalty is as unsettled as a wave of the sea that is blown and tossed by the wind.” James 1:6 NLT

When old habits and mind sets wanted to come back, I resisted them all in the name of Jesus.

“So humble yourselves before God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you.” James 4:7 NLT

As days went by, I started feeling stronger, feeling better and gaining weight.  Three months later, I had new blood work done and I returned to my doctor for a follow-up.  The results of the tests came back perfect!  My doctors were puzzled and asked me, “What did you do in such a short time to get this kind of results?”  And I stated,  “I did absolutely nothing, God did it all.”  I revealed,  “This is a miracle from God.”  The doctor seemed confused and baffled, but there wasn’t any other explanation for this type of miraculous turn around.

I am pleased to announce that I am completely healed today and more in love with my Savior Jesus Christ for setting me free.

“So if the Son sets you free, you are truly free.” John 8:36 NLT

Yes, I am free! If He did it for me, He will do it for you.  Let go of what’s holding you back from your miracle.  When you let go and let God, you will then experience His healing power. Whether is sickness, addiction, un-forgiveness, finances and/or peace of mind, God can set you free as well.

Search the word of God for your promises and trust Him. He will never let you down. Jesus was the answer I was waiting for… And He holds all of your answers.

I will be praying for you.  I hope that my story has somehow made a difference in your life and somehow brought you closer to God.

Your Sister in Chris†,

Arlene Elea

Florida, USA

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