Thankful for God’s Voice
Aside from the ‘rules’ in this Testimony Tag, I sincerely want to thank Stuart of Something To Stu Over.
I was in awe when I saw that I had been nominated in a chain of Christians sharing their testimonies, simply because that same day I was asked to share my testimony in front of the whole Church by my Pastor. I was completely unprepared, which added to my awkward stance as a poor public speaker, however, I believe that God seeks out our life stories so that we may be a light for others in need. As much as I would have wished to be more of a backseat driver in the force of God’s army, no where in the Bible do you see, “Anonymous then said….” !!
This is important to understand. We were not saved by the blood of Christ to stand silently in the back. We were saved so that His works can be done through us, so that others may be saved as well, so that our old ways become dead to us and we can wear with honor The Armor of God.
So, thank you Stuart, from the bottom of my heart for allowing yourself to be a vessel for His works.
Here are the rules:
Some of this may sound familiar to you, my lovely readers. I chose to share the letter I wrote to my Church as the main portion of my testimony because it relates specifically to God’s works before and after my baptism.
This testimony is mine alone and does not reflect the views, beliefs or understandings of anyone else. *I have changed the names as a courtesy to those involved.
Pray before reading!! Reader discretion is advised: Topics briefly mentioned; demonic attacks, child abuse, addiction and witchcraft
Dear Pastor John Smith and Susan Smith,*
I felted the need to share this testimony with you, partly as a measure of my thanks to you both, your church and all that you do to ensure God’s words are shared truthfully, but also so that you may have one more life story as proof of God’s power and His work in your hands, to use as you see fit.
Just a few weeks before I came back to service with Rachel,* I had received a call from someone who hurt me very deeply when I was a young child. They stayed in communication with family, but told me that their guilt and shame had pushed them away from me because of what they did. However, that day they knew I was near and asked to speak with me, should I accept to converse. As hard as it was, I did. They began to admit their terrible sin, telling me that after years of shame they saught out fellowship in repentance. While they described the church they had gone to, and still visit, I quickly noticed the similarities between their fellowship and yours.
I took this as one of God’s signs to seek out fellowship, something I had been craving for a while now.
Then, when I came to service the Sunday I was baptized, I had no idea if I was going to commit to this new chapter or not. Years of serving the other side has taught me that anything you do spiritually must be done with great dedication, that there is no fence to sit on, we must commit ourselves wholeheartedly or accept that a lukewarm life will reap no reward.
I asked God, “should this be were I belong, please show me.” Seeing the baptism of the mother who overcame addiction and hearing her words echoed deep in me. I began to feel the pull of (what I can only explain as a ‘calling’) something that told me “without doubt NOW is the time.” Like being guided by tunnel vision, I followed the pull.
It was all very surreal. I had seen a lot of darkness in my life, for over a decade practicing witchcraft, thinking certain demons were guardians and seeing the paranormal as a day to day event, but I had never felt something like this. I believe I even said to you, “I’m shaking!” because it was quite literally too powerful for my physical body to comprehend. As I came up from the water I noticed the shaking stopped, Rachel* placed the towel over my shoulders and there was a very strong warmth in me, coupled with a peacefulness I’ve never felt. That warmth stayed with me throughout the following week.
I don’t want to preach to the choir, but this isn’t something I took lightly. As I’m sure you know well, we don’t just feel spiritually compelled to do things haphazardly.
That week I saw things changing that quite honestly, I didn’t think were possible, and almost overlooked. One being the absence of my fear of the dark. I woke up, needing a drink and walked to the kitchen, making it almost halfway there before I realized that not only was I not scared, but I could see clearly without the light. Once I noticed this I couldn’t help but stand there in awe, telling the Lord thank you.
Again, another eye opener happened when I heard Pastor Bob Smith* talk about how we often are attacked before we are blessed, it dawned on me that just days before I was baptised I had been attacked. A shadow-man ran after my van, sat clearly in my backseat and before I knew it the wheel was gripped out of my hands and the van was tossed up onto the sidewalk, nearing a ditch. Just as the van was about to enter the ditch I felt the wheel jerk back onto the road, again out of my own hands. I believe these demons I have since denounced my attachment to knew what was coming, though I am not certain if it was more of a warning or a means to an end. (I admit this will be an ongoing battle as they fight for my soul, I’ve been finding comfort in Ezekiel 33) I’ve been told many times by them that there are consequences to going against their will.
Though, as I am learning, God is stronger than them and His plans will always come true.
2 Corinthians 5:17
I don’t view this life as my own any more, but I believe I am here to be used as an example, just like many before me. Not just as a symbol of the evil that is out there but how you can be set free from it and how tangible and spiritual changes can be made, if only we seek His word, accept His love and dedicate ourselves to serving Him continuously.
I appreciate all that your fellowship is bringing to this world, and greatly seek to learn more, as well help spread the gospel for others in need.
1 Timothy 4:12