Someone Explain What Happened to Me! Was It God? Last night I went to bible study at my aunt’s house, because what I’m going through in life as a young 25-year-old young lady I know I can’t go on without the help of the lord. So, I’ve been seeking God. But when I prayed, I couldn’t feel him. I felt like He was ignoring me. Negative things just kept happening in my life. I couldn’t understand why….WHY ME? I checked myself into counselling because of depression. I started to isolate myself from people. I felt like the world was against me. Fast forward to bible study. They only had 5 people present including me. My aunt and company were already praying when I walked in, so I sat, closed my eyes, and bowed my head. While my eyes were shut. Tears began to fall. Then my face started to screw up as my aunt called on the lord. I was still crying at this point. I couldn’t control my screwed-up face. My aunt and friend got up and began to pray for me. After 5 minutes of prayer, my aunt asked the lord to release the spirit of anger, depression, and manipulation from my body. What happened next REALLY scared me. I grew so cold I began to shiver. I
Minister’s Testimony – It’s Time To Clean Up The Pulpit! I am praising God, that I was taught via the Holy Spirit, (as my first teacher) Even prior to attending church. I first came to know the Lord, via watching and praying the sinner’s prayer with the 700 club. Later learning more of the Word of God, via various televangelists on television, Dr. Morris Cerullo, Kenneth & Gloria Copeland, Benny Hinn, etc. (therefore, studying the Word of God, as per 2 Timothy 2:15). As a result, I’d heard God audibly call my name, causing me to seek more and more of Him. In depth…Crying out, that I didn’t want to just “sit on the pews”, I wanted to know how to do exploits for Him, with a full demonstration of His power, as He’d see fit, to give me the grace to do such, like I saw demonstrated in my early years of salvation. Over the years, I’d eventually began attending church. I saw that many were just “tickling the ears” of those who attended. I wasn’t seeing much fruit and would eventually, ask God’s direction, as to whether to stay or leave, for I knew there was much, much more to God than what I’d witness, for I’d already seen more and wanted more. As a result, I became
