Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Walking By Faith (Book Excerpt) PERSONAL TESTIMONY


In the early part of 2007, during my time of seeking God for my next step, He gave me the word “Savannah”.  It was not until several months later that it settled in my spirit Savannah, Georgia.  It amazes me how God has given me only one word in both cases.  As time progressed, things begin to line up for me in order for this transition to go smoothly.  Initially, I was supposed to leave immediately following my son’s last day of school, but through my disobedience, I waited and eventually my money ran out.  I allowed people and lack of faith to hinder me from going forward. 

When I realized I was out of order, I repented and asked God to give me another chance.  He did, but it wasn’t easy.  When we finally left to go to Savannah, I didn’t tell my mother because of what transpired or happened from my previous move to Texas.  I knew that what I was doing was crazy to the average person.  I really didn’t expect anyone to understand. 

Many people thought I was losing my mind.  At one point, I thought I was crazy.  The enemy tried to convince me, by using those who I love, that I was putting my son in danger.  There were times I cried, because I wanted to do the Will of God, but I was so afraid of hurting my child.  I got to a point of questioning whether or not I was a good mother, because I wanted to do what God had called me to do as an Evangelist.  Once again, I was listening to too many voices. 

I finally pulled myself together and began cleaning out my apartment.  The day I was scheduled to leave to go to Savannah, my son and I packed everything we could in my Kia Spectra, and left everything else in storage.  A sense of urgency had come over me and I was ready to go. 

Once we were finished packing everything both in the car and storage, I began to experience pain in my upper and lower back as well as the neck area.  These injuries were sustained during a car accident in 2006, one week after I returned home from Hawaii.  The devil was MAD!  In addition to the pain, I was exhausted.  I need to rest.  Since I had moved everything out of my apartment, my son and I stayed by a friend’s house until I was able to get on the highway.  The pain was so intense that I had to take pain pills and apply ice packs to the swollen areas on my body.  Although I was in bad shape the night before, when I woke up the next morning, the pain was gone and was able to start my journey. 

While in route to Savannah, I didn’t have a clue what was ahead of me.  I was going to a strange land on a wing and a prayer.  As we approached the Mississippi state line, my back and neck began to hurt again.  I was at a point where my body was in severe pain and on the verge of shutting down.  I had to find a hotel to spend the night.  When we finally found a hotel, I tried to settle down but was unable to.  I had to make sure that my son was not aware of how much pain I was in.  When he finally went to sleep, I tried to watch television hoping to fall asleep.  As the pain increased, I began to look around the hotel room.  I began to question whether or not I made a big mistake.  I was so overwhelmed with everything that I began to feel sharp pains in my chest.  I couldn’t get a grip on what was happening to me.  I felt as if I was having a panic attack. All I could think about, at this time, was making sure that nothing happened to me while we were in this room.  My biggest fear was for my son to wake up and find his mother lifeless on the floor or in the bed next to him. 

When I realized I was under an attack, I began looking in the drawers for a Bible.  To my surprise, there was no Bible available in the room.  I began to quote familiar scriptures.  While I was quoting scriptures, the enemy was rehearsing, in the back of my mind, all the negative words that were spoken to and about me in regards to this move.  Tears began to run down my face.  As I looked at my son, the devil tried to tell me over and over again that I was putting him in danger.  By this time, I thought I was going to die.  I cried to God and pleaded for His help. 

            God allowed the lyrics to a particular song to minister to me in such a way, that I was able to bounce back.  As I began to sing and meditate on the lyrics to this song, the pain was slowly disappearing.  I could actually feel myself getting stronger.  I began to walk back and forth in the hotel room singing the remaining of the lyrics to the song with authority while believing by faith that I was healed.  Before lone, I was singing and speaking in tongues.  I knew at this time that I had the victory. After I praised God for my healing and deliverance, I was able to take control of the situation and eventually fall asleep. 

When I woke up the next morning, the desk clerk or manager mentioned how much better I looked from the night before.  I was very surprised, but realized I had to be in pretty bad shape for someone else to make a comment on my appearance.  Once I checked out of the hotel, we said a prayer; put the same CD on in the car; and headed on our way.  

Once we arrived in Savannah, GA, a sigh of relief came over me.  I was so elated or excited, because I could not believe that we finally made it.  When we finally got to our designated area, I turned off the car and began to thank God with a loud voice while tears were running down my face.  I was so excited that my son began to thank God with me. 

After our praise break, we began our search for a hotel.  We ended up at the Microtel hotel in Pooler, Georgia.  Let’s do a recap.  When we took a leap of faith to Texas, we stayed at the Microtel Hotel in Irving, Texas and now on our second faith journey to Georgia; we stayed at the Microtel Hotel in Pooler, Georgia. Wow!

Within the course of two (2) months, my son and I stayed in several different hotels including an extended stay hotel.  During this time, we joined the Temple of Glory Community Church, located at 1105 Stiles Avenue in Savannah, Georgia (912-233-8213) under the directions of my Pastor in Texas who just by chance knew of a Pastor in Savannah, Georgia.  Look at God!  Almost immediately the ministry stepped in and started taking care of us financially.

Although we were classified as being “homeless”, God provided for us.  We had a “Guardian Angel” who privately paid for a week of our hotel bill.  I was actually told by the desk clerk that a Guardian Angel took care of the bill.  Additionally, I was allowed to work for the church until I was able to find other employment.  Bishop and Overseer, from Temple of Glory, were concerned about our living arrangements and wanted us to leave the hotel.  Under their directions and the willingness of a wonderful person, we moved in with a stranger who later became a very dear friend (Thank you!).   

            My past and present experiences in Savannah, Georgia have been overwhelming in both a positive and negative way.   When you have been chosen by God, it is important to rely solely on Him for everything.  I have learned, through both experiences, that God will allow you to go through a dry season or a Damascus road experience in order for you to put all your trust in Him.  In spite of it all, I believe that I did what God had instructed me to do.  I believe that I was in the Will of God when I stepped out on faith and relocated to Savannah, GA. 

            As it relates to me being a single parent, God was aware of this before He called me to be an Evangelist in 1999.  He knew that I would have to bring my son with me.  For God knows the end before the beginning.  God knows what we need even before we ask Him.  If I can trust God with my life, I definitely can trust Him with my son’s life.   Besides, I am just a steward of what belongs to Him.  Joshua belongs to God.  As a single parent, I have learned that when you take care of God’s business, He will take care of your business.  Are you willing to forsake all to follow God?  I am.  What about you?


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