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Who I am is unimportant. What I am is kind of interesting if I remain humble for messengers simply represent a superior power. I am from a line of gospel quartet singers. The prophetic reach of my life began before I was born. My grandfather was my first and most prolific pastor. A sponge who consumed and sifted any book that came into the house, the Arnett Branch of the Public Library was my best friend since the age of eight. The accumulation of random knowledge in no way translated into anything tangible. I was just incredibly thirsty.
Having to guard my inner life from intrusion, I knew at any point that I attempted to share I would received the “look.” As a child I was often seated under the kitchen table where I could see into multi-dimensions. In my sleep I was always flying. I’ve learned to wear a mask at a very early age for even my parents thought me strange when I told them things I should not have known. I’ve learned to keep quiet until the appointed time.
We cannot spend life living inside the mind for it has its own peculiar walls. Throughout my teen years, a series of traumatic events occurred that intended to destroy me but God would not let it be so. I was kidnapped and forced to do unspeakable things that try to haunt me to this day. This is when I became aware of the tri-unity of my being.
Fractured in mind and emotions, I would hide my soul sending it within and become another person whose body could do what was necessary to survive. Turning hatred inward, I lost love of self but thank God eventually it came back. I conclude the final series of crushing experiences prepared met to recognize and combat evil. Otherwise how would I know it without having encountered its abuse? Spiritual life is not theory with me but experiential from darkness to light.
I know that God is real for he has revealed himself unto me that I, being an unlearned, raggedy and base individual could show forth elements that belong only to him. This revelation knowledge that he has given me is indisputable for I find that somehow I know things without ever having studied them. Yes, the Lord still visits in dreams and visions for he changes not. He gives glimpses of his glory if we dwell in the secret place.
It is so not about me. He has revealed himself to me that I may expose his kingdom to you. I have witnessed his Spirit. Now, I know why. I became desperate enough. You see, I am silly enough to believe every word that he says and am overwhelmed at being chosen to show that which only comes from the Creator. Look at my God! He causes to be! Go tell it! I know I will. Here’s the message: God loves you and this is evidenced in his using someone like me to speak to you.