My Hallelujah!

I’m here- Thank You, Jesus!

See, at six years old-I had a dream,

Hell doesn’t like those, so Satan sent his team.

Beaten.

Neglected.

Sexually assaulted and abused.

There was nowhere to hide, so I turned to booze.

By ten years old, I was blackout drinking

Because the devil doesn’t want you feeling- he doesn’t want you thinking.

We’re to bring EVERY thought captive to Christ,

but to do THAT you need courage to walk in the light,

Brainwashed..

I’d been trained for evil, and vigilant in response.

I was good at bad-

and right.. felt wrong.

Made in His Image…

It’s our perception that’s incorrect.

Yet, our perception reflects our heart.

And THAT is what we reflect.

Another 18 years in a downward spiral; still all the while-

My God, He was in pursuit.

God hates all sin, but how He loves you!

Jesus came down from His Throne, pulled me from the gutter of Hell.

He said, “Beloved, no more. Allow me to show you the you- that I know so well.”

See the thing about Mercy?

The thing about Grace?

\I used to prey upon those, weaker than I..

Now I pray that from the ashes, they too will rise.

Greater is He that is IN me, than he that is in this world”-

this world is so cold-

I know better than most.

But this love that He gave me, that LIVES in me…

This joy of a prisoner that has been set free!!

Faith that moves mountains.

The Power of God in my hands

His light won’t be hidden!

I was born-again to stand!

The Lord is my banner.

From the rooftops I’ll shout,

I belong to Jesus!”

In Him I’ll boast.

In Him I’ll be proud.

And I’ll humble myself at the Feet of My King.

King Jesus. The only one Who died for me.

His VICTORY is my story-

To God be The Glory!

I’m here. Thank You, Jesus.

Send me, please.

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About angeleakae

I love Jesus, my children, and the life He has given to me. I've been blessed with a diverse family, and quirky, passionate friends. I love without restriction, and cherish every breath I'm given. Jesus is the air I breathe, and there is nothing sweeter than His Love.
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