Post by Deleted on Feb 27, 2019 6:48:41 GMT -5
The Father loves me.
He likes me.
How do I know?
The promise: You will find me when you seek me with your whole heart.
I tried it.
I began to confess my sins--- ALL of them I could remember since birth ---- ESPECIALLY any ties to the occult.
I asked the Lord for His presence. More like I begged Him. I was fleeing my husband at the time with my car and some clothes so it was more like me crying and saying
"I will not leave this car until you deliver me from demons and bless me"
I was thinking of that verse "the kingdom suffereth violence and the violent taketh by force.
I was thinking of Jacob, the restless one who wrestled with God and won!
I started singing, praising, praying in the Spirit, crying. I was parked in front of a random church because I was starting to feel demonic presences around me and they had access to my mind.
I just thought Jesus is a healer. He can heal me. The Father is a waymaker. He can make a way. And the Spirit? Let me not offend the Spirit with unconfessed occult practices and sins.
I think I fell a sleep after a while.
I went to a church and asked them to deliver me. They said it was a twelve week process. I thanked them and went away miserable.
After two weeks of wandering, I was finally back home to my parents. The prodigal daughter.
Then....
I saw Him.
The sun just got brighter and brighter and I just began to talk to Him like I talk to you or my Mom.
He said,
"Your heart is acceptable and pleases me. Please ask for what you want. I love you."
See I think the Son was tempted, honestly to take me Home then and there if I wanted like Enoch, so I quickly told the Lord I wanted to stay on the Earth longer, even though I had prayed for death.
It was so relaxing and peaceful, I nodded off several times, but the Lord seemed to patiently wait for me to speak in His presence, all the things I had ever wanted to change about this world, all my prayers, hopes and dreams. Perhaps some angel recorded them.
I have always wanted as many as possible to be saved but I'm the Presence of the Living God, I finally understood why many would not.
God is always speaking to us about His goodness and love. Most of us dissapoint him mightily. So he gives us over to delusions. We don't deserve His wisdom.
It's true. If I were the Lord, I wouldn't have given us a second chance after the Flood.
But in God's heart, because I sought His face, I am like Noah or Moses or Jesus or Miriam, or Ruth because of my faith. Because He likes for us to ask and ask and ask.
God likes me.
He has loved me with an everlasting love.
And that is my source of strength.
I don't just think. I don't just try.
I AM in Christ.
He likes me.
How do I know?
The promise: You will find me when you seek me with your whole heart.
I tried it.
I began to confess my sins--- ALL of them I could remember since birth ---- ESPECIALLY any ties to the occult.
I asked the Lord for His presence. More like I begged Him. I was fleeing my husband at the time with my car and some clothes so it was more like me crying and saying
"I will not leave this car until you deliver me from demons and bless me"
I was thinking of that verse "the kingdom suffereth violence and the violent taketh by force.
I was thinking of Jacob, the restless one who wrestled with God and won!
I started singing, praising, praying in the Spirit, crying. I was parked in front of a random church because I was starting to feel demonic presences around me and they had access to my mind.
I just thought Jesus is a healer. He can heal me. The Father is a waymaker. He can make a way. And the Spirit? Let me not offend the Spirit with unconfessed occult practices and sins.
I think I fell a sleep after a while.
I went to a church and asked them to deliver me. They said it was a twelve week process. I thanked them and went away miserable.
After two weeks of wandering, I was finally back home to my parents. The prodigal daughter.
Then....
I saw Him.
The sun just got brighter and brighter and I just began to talk to Him like I talk to you or my Mom.
He said,
"Your heart is acceptable and pleases me. Please ask for what you want. I love you."
See I think the Son was tempted, honestly to take me Home then and there if I wanted like Enoch, so I quickly told the Lord I wanted to stay on the Earth longer, even though I had prayed for death.
It was so relaxing and peaceful, I nodded off several times, but the Lord seemed to patiently wait for me to speak in His presence, all the things I had ever wanted to change about this world, all my prayers, hopes and dreams. Perhaps some angel recorded them.
I have always wanted as many as possible to be saved but I'm the Presence of the Living God, I finally understood why many would not.
God is always speaking to us about His goodness and love. Most of us dissapoint him mightily. So he gives us over to delusions. We don't deserve His wisdom.
It's true. If I were the Lord, I wouldn't have given us a second chance after the Flood.
But in God's heart, because I sought His face, I am like Noah or Moses or Jesus or Miriam, or Ruth because of my faith. Because He likes for us to ask and ask and ask.
God likes me.
He has loved me with an everlasting love.
And that is my source of strength.
I don't just think. I don't just try.
I AM in Christ.