sallylhoffman
Joined: 11 Oct 2007
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 Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 10:51 pm Post subject: Freedom really happens! God is amazing! |
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Yesterday was the day of my freedom and I spent the rest of the day telling my therapist and my husband about it, and the rest of the time was spent praising the Lord with a free heart. How it happened is a long story, but it was through stepping out and praying in faith that God is stronger than depression, fear, and suicide. That he could banish them from my soul. And He did! As He did it, I had a vision of the fiery Highway 5 crash that recently happened in California. 30 trucks collided, and the debris alone covered half a mile. The first trucks were in a tunnel, and flames were shooting out of both ends of the tunnel. The heat was intense. It was truly a disaster. The Lord showed me that my life was like this crash inside, then He passed His hand over the freeway and it was instantly a perfectly functioning, clean freeway. No debris. It didn't take months of "healing" with contractors and engineers working around the clock. Traffic wasn't even slowed. My interpretation of this vision is that He healed me in an instant, and not through my intellect (the engineers) or my therapist (the contractors/builders). He healed me perfectly so I can function normally and go about my daily business. (My therapist was present and praying while this happened, by the way.) Suddenly I could pray... my prayer life has been almost non-existent for years. I could hear from the Lord. I could have danced at that moment. I know that there will be spiritual attacks, as the enemy wants to tell me that this is just a mood swing. But I know better. I am now so clean and pure and joyful and aware of the Lord's presence. I don't want anything to come between us. I have a new appreciation for His grace, mercy and amazing, amazing love. Now I know what He means when He says to have faith when I pray. I just didn't believe that He could do anything about the depression, that He made me that way and wanted me to suffer. But that was a lie. There may be suffering, because we're to suffer with Jesus, but that is a holy kind of suffering, not made of the lies and destruction that held me. Now I am held in the arms of Jesus. Now His oil of gladness has been poured out abundantly on me, and it's soaking into my pores, and hopefully, like oil, with rub off on others!
Thank you for your prayers, and for sharing my joy.
Rocked by God's love,
Sally
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