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Real men are those with strong arms, tender hearts and those who love God and know how to be servant leaders. Can I get an Amen? LoL!

I know that I am supposed to help young and old women who have been abused like I was. This ministry has recently begun and I can tell you I am very happy about that. I want to help women get healed from their pasts like I am. I want to share my experinces with them so they too can have the peace that I do.

My Story


First, let me greet you all in the Matchless name of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ!! My Christian life began when I was 5 & 1/2 years old, playing in my front lawn on July 27,1976. I was imagining myself to be a ballerina, tall and graceful. My mother had been taking me to a nondenominational church ever since I was a baby. I like to say that I was in church from the cradle on. My reverie was interrupted by the familiar figure of our church Pastor, Papa John. He said God told him to come and visit. He then proceeded to be overcome with great emotions and barely squeaked out,"Would you like to receive Jesus into your heart?" I told him that yes I would like to do that. He then prayed with his hand upon my head. The next thing I knew I was on the ground, slain in the Spirit. I immediately had a vision of Heaven. In the vision, Jesus welcomed me into the family of God and then proceeded to show me what I perceived as a movie of what was to come in my lifetime. I saw everything that has happened to me so far and what is yet to come for myself. After showing me all of that, He asked if I was sure I still wanted to be a Christian. I replied," Yes, Lord. Even though bad things may happen to me and I may go off of the path You have for me, I know I'll come back to You because I can't live without You!" He gathered me into His arms and held onto me so tight. He reminded me that He would ALWAYS be with me no matter what. Then I remember opening my eyes upon hearing my own name being called by my Pastor. I immediately saw and felt angels surrounding us. Papa John had been crying. He said he had never seen something that spiritual happen to someone so young and that God must have great plans for me indeed. Since that day I have been blessed with the gifts of visions, prophesy and speaking in tongues.

True to the vision the Lord showed me, many terrible things have happened. I have been raped for 30 of my 33 years on this earth by my uncle, 2 former husbands, date raped by a river boat captain, a demon possessed man who date raped me. In the past 2 years alone I have experienced homelessness, been without food or medicine, have been diagnosed with endometriosis, lost all of my personal belongings twice, lost custody of my 3 children(whom I believe God will reunite them with me soon), lost the great relationship with my Mom and Dad and have been without transportation. But through it all, God remains faithful and true!! He has never failed to provide for my needs and He has never forsaken me! I will continue to put my faith and trust in Him to heal me from endometriosis and I believe in His Righteous Justice for my life. May His Truth forever reign!!

I hate getting marriage proprosals from complete strangers online!! What's up with these people anyhow? Usually they are from other countries (that being the nice way to put it) and want to own me or their own business. It's just very sad.

I have come to love the internet recently. I have met some people online who I feel I cannot live without now and they have instantly become my good friends. They are the ones who unconditionally listen to me when I have a bad day, which seems to happen more often then it used to. To them I say a very heartfelt THANK YOU!!!! You make my life much more enjoyable!

Good weekend. Anyhow... I received this awesome story from a friend so I thought I would post it. I know it's lengthy but, made me think. Enjoy!

Brenda was a young woman who was invited to go rock climbing. Although she was very scared, she went with her group to a tremendous granite cliff. In spite of her fear, she put on the gear, took hold of the rope, and started up the face of that rock. Well, she got to a ledge where she could take a breather. As she was hanging on there, the safety rope snapped against Brenda's eye and knocked out her contact lens. Well, here she is, on a rock ledge, with hundreds of feet below her and hundreds of feet above her. Of course, she looked and looked and looked, hoping it had landed on the ledge, but it just wasn't there. Here she was, far from home, her sight now blurry. She was desperate and began to get upset, so she prayed to the Lord to help her to find it. When she got to the top, a friend examined her eye and her clothing for the lens, but there was no contact lens to be found. She sat down, despondent, with the rest of the party, waiting for the rest of them to make it up the face of the cliff. She looked out across range after range of mountains, thinking of that verse that says, "The eyes of the Lord run to and fro throughout the whole earth." She thought, "Lord, You can see all these mountains. You know every stone and leaf, and You know exactly where my contact lens is. Please help me." Finally, they walked down the trail to the bottom. At the bottom there was a new party of climbers just starting up the face of the cliff. One of them shouted out, "Hey, you guys! Anybody lose a contact lens?" Well, that would be startling enough, but you know why the climber saw it? An ant was moving slowly across the face of the rock, carrying it on it's back. Brenda told me that her father is a cartoonist. When she told him the incredible story of the ant, the prayer, and the contact lens, he drew a picture of an ant lugging that contact lens with the words, "Lord, I don't know why You want me to carry this thing. I can't eat it, and it's awfully heavy. But if this is what You want me to do, I'll carry it for You." I think it would probably do some of us good to occasionally say, "God, I don't know why you want me to carry this load. I can see no good in it and it's awfully heavy. But, if you want me to carry it, I will."

God doesn't call the qualified, He qualifies the called. Yes, I do love GOD. He is my source of existence and my Savior. He keeps me functioning each and every day. Without Him, I am nothing, but with Him...I can do all things through Christ which strengthens me. (Phil. 4:13)
Have a blessed week!

I miss my children everyday. Sometimes I just cry because I miss them so bad. I pray that God takes care of them when I can't and that He will bring them back into my arms soon.

I was at the mall this week and saw a booth that had oxygen with scented air that you could breath. Now they wanted 5o cents a minute to do this. They said we weren't breathing all the oxygen we need everyday and we simply weren't getting enough. So then I wondered why I wasn't dead!! I mean really--think about that. if we aren't getting all of the oxygen we need wouldn't we all be dead?? Just a thought........