Before I became a Christian, I went through a lot, too much to write but enough to be a novel. So much that I developed CPSTD, I had gone through many wrong friends and a wrong environment, many let-downs & heartbreaks & betrayals. Literally just back to back, like I couldn’t understand why? couldn’t get a break. I didn’t really have much discernment and went with the flow & the crowd. Honestly, I always felt different; somehow, I wasn’t like other family members. In high school, I was not popular, but People knew me as being quiet or the girl with snacks. Here and there, socialized. I loved the place where I was raised and had great memories. I was just hanging out, playing manhunt, etc., just being a teenager. All these problems occurred when I left the town I was raised in at the age of 19 due to an unfortunate event in the city where I was born. I found myself praying on the bus,” Please God, I just want no problems, I only wanted to start over.” Man! I got the total opposite. I was introduced to the wrong people again and again and again, betrayed more times than I can count. After months of going through the shelter, struggling financially, I finally landed a job that I thought would be a turning point, but I soon found out that I was in for a ride, and I began hanging out with people I had worked with, and things later on took a turn. I was singled out, Betrayed, and had false accusations; it was just messy. I had problems in school as well because of being friends with the wrong people, that lead to even more problems. I didn’t deserve it. They also had me think that I was the problem, but I knew deep down I wasn’t; I knew that I needed to stop being so trusting. Soon, before I knew, I literally had no friends, no one to call. Job after job, there was more drama and more stuff. I never experienced this in the state I grew up in. When COVID hit, I took the opportunity to move to another state, because at this point, it was the environment that was the issue, and I was at a breaking point. I was highly upset and just mad at the world, just completely lost. I thought things were getting better, but I was betrayed and lied to again. I began to pick up on learning tarot cards, and at this point, I just wanted to know things before they occurred, hoping I would dodge a bullet or know about my future. But one day, things took a turn & my whole apartment felt dark. I saw a bunch of crows fly by my window, dark shadow. My grandmother called & I forgot that she is a pastor, although we weren’t close. She spoke Spanish, and I could only understand, but she did cast out the demon, but it came back days later. So I contacted two people who do paranormal investigations, and we sealed the mirror with oil. It didn’t work. I contacted a cousin of mine, and she told me I had to give my Life to Jesus. She explained what was happening, and she told me I had to stop the tarot cards, etc. I need the authority to cast them out only through Jesus. I thought about it, I wasn’t really sure if I wanted to do that because I was thinking of the things I had to give up & what people would l think. But with all the things I went through, and nothing was giving me a sense of purpose, and I tried on my own, my back was against the wall, and I literally had nothing left. I told my cousin I wanted to surrender. I was tired and done. I knew that I needed help, I made Mistakes and I just wanted to give up, My cousin Prayed with me the prayer of salvation and I felt like something came over me. I was able to sleep that day but

When I woke up in the morning, the sun was literally shining so bright in the room, just lit up. I felt peaceful and light. I didn’t realize how much I was carrying that I felt like I put down a bag of bricks. To this day, I get chills just retelling my story. The peace Jesus gave me that morning I never felt before, I felt Free, I almost felt like I was in heaven. I began learning to pray and read the bible, getting good dreams. I knew it was time for me to leave, and I went back to the city. I had a new sense of purpose and identity, and I wasn’t ashamed and definitely not the same girl I was before. I got baptized as soon as I got delivered. Although I did find myself going through a lot of trials and tribulations and heavy persecution, one thing is for sure: the peace I felt with Jesus was so real that I knew I couldn’t go back. I understood now that the attack wasn’t because I was too trusting, it was because of who I was becoming. Jesus was with me the whole time, preparing the way to that peace the world cannot give. I started set apart247 to spread the gospel and give to charities, I wanted to tell people that Jesus is king and he loves you very much. No matter where you are Jesus will meet you there.

 

By the stripes of Jesus I am healed.

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