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🌿 My Testimony — From Brokenness to Breakthrough​

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✝️ “They overcame him by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony.” — Revelation 12:11

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I should not be alive today — but God! Two of the most powerful words ever put together in the human language. 

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From the moment I entered this world, the enemy tried to end my story before it began. I was born into trauma, addiction, and chaos — but not without purpose. Before I could speak, pain had already become a language my body understood. My mother, bound by her own wounds and addictions, burned me with cigarettes before I was a year old and quieted my cries with whiskey in my bottle.

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By six, I had already learned that my “no” didn’t matter. It felt safer to freeze than to fight. I spent my early years in and out of foster homes, separated from my brothers — used, neglected, and silenced. When nights weren’t safe, danger simply waited for daylight.

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💔 Fear became my teacher.
🤍 People-pleasing became my protection.

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The one person who showed me gentleness was my foster grandfather — a man who taught me about Jesus and the power of faith. When he died, I lost my only safe place, but not my faith. Even as a little girl, I sang “Jesus Loves Me” and believed it. Somehow, I always knew He was there.

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As I grew older, I became strong on the outside and shattered on the inside — chasing love, rescuing others, and repeating the very patterns I thought I had escaped. Every new beginning felt like hope; every ending felt like confirmation that I was unworthy of real love.

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🕯️ In 2016, after decades of emotional exhaustion and standing on the edge of suicide, I was diagnosed with Complex PTSD, Generalized Anxiety Disorder, and Major Depressive Disorder. Doctors told me I would need medication for the rest of my life — that my brain was chemically broken beyond repair. But I refused to believe that. I held onto Philippians 4:13: “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.”

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That conviction became my fight song. I began studying trauma, neuroplasticity, and the renewing of the mind — letting the Holy Spirit become my greatest Teacher. Little by little, He began breaking every chain. For a time, I turned to marijuana, believing it was a safer alternative to medication — but soon, what felt like freedom became another form of bondage. Still, even in that place, God never left me. He patiently taught me the difference between comfort and healing, between coping and deliverance.

 

⚔️ During my healing journey in 2022, the fiercest fire came. I entered a relationship with a man that would later become my husband. A man that appeared godly on the outside but was spiritually deceptive at its core. What looked like devotion was manipulation; what sounded like Scripture was control. Behind closed doors, love turned to domination, and faith was weaponized to excuse abuse.

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It was the most dangerous kind of violence — the kind that hides behind religion. For years, I prayed, fasted, and forgave, believing it was spiritual warfare. But the Spirit of God showed me a truth I didn’t want to see: His plans never include harm, and His love never confuses. What I thought was divine connection was deception — and for a time, it distorted how I saw both love and God Himself.

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When that marriage collapsed under the weight of violence, so did I. Yet even there, in the ashes, Jesus met me. He didn’t shame me for staying too long or condemn me for the mess — He simply held me and began to heal me.

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He showed me that deliverance isn’t a single event — it’s a journey of surrender. The Refiner’s Fire doesn’t destroy; it purifies.

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✨ Today, at 47, I can say this with absolute certainty: I am not standing because I am strong — I am standing because He is faithful. Every scar tells a story of His rescue. Every diagnosis, heartbreak, and tear became a chapter in His redemption story for my life.

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It was only after I let go of the addictions, the idols, and the pain that He filled me with everything I’d been searching for: peace, clarity, and pure love. Romans 12:2 isn’t just poetry — it’s power: “Be transformed by the renewing of your mind.”

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Science now confirms what Scripture declared first: the brain can be renewed at any age. I am living proof of that truth — completely medication-free, filled with joy, and walking in peace that surpasses all understanding.

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👑 I am no longer defined by trauma — I am refined by testimony. Jesus is my Redeemer, my Protector, and my Provider. He has healed every place the enemy tried to destroy and turned my pain into purpose.

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If you’re reading this wondering if that kind of freedom is possible for you — it is.

Because the same God who met me in the fire will meet you in yours.

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🔥 It’s Time to Break Free. Heal. Be Delivered from What Has Kept You Bound. 🔥

 

💜 A Prayer for You

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Dear Heavenly Father,
I lift up every soul who visits this space—every heart seeking healing, restoration, and truth. You see them. You know their pain, their battles, and the hidden places of their heart.

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Jesus, You are the Healer of the brokenhearted. I ask for complete healing—body, mind, and spirit. Break every chain of trauma, fear, and shame. Replace every lie with Your truth, and lead them into Your perfect peace.

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Holy Spirit, breathe fresh life into them. Stir a hunger for Your presence and the courage to surrender what they’ve held for too long. Remind them that nothing in their story is wasted—that You are turning pain into purpose, tests into testimonies, and messes into messages of hope.

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May they walk in Your freedom, confidence, and calling—knowing they are chosen, cherished, and called for more.

In Jesus’ mighty name, amen.

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💜 You are not here by accident. God has a purpose for you—and this is where your breakthrough begins.

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