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Fighting the Storm
Written by Michelle Ross
The last few years I went through a serious storm in my life.
As many of you have experienced the storms such as hurricanes or tropical storms you know the damage can be catastrophic. I felt the storm I faced would never end. If you have ever been on a boat off shore during a storm you know just how scary it can be. Imagine in your mind a moment being stuck way out sea in a small sail boat during a category 5 hurricane,
The skies are dark with thick blackish-gray clouds, swiftly rolling across over head, thunder rumbles sending shivers throughout your body. Lightning flashes as it streaks across the sky, the wind roars wildly tossing the vessel in all directions as you fight with the wheel to keep the vessel on course. You can’t rear to the right or to the left, because then it throws you off course. If you turn back then you never get to your destination where you are meant to be. The rain stings as it beats against your skin, your vision blurred by the heavy rain. The only thing that is running through your mind is refuge. Your heart races wildly as you press forward for up ahead in the distance is a Light. The Light is your fortress your refuge. The waves toss wildly sending waves of water onto the boat. Your body numb from the cold and the beating you are taken yet you stride forward to the refuge that waits for you. As you draw closer and the light becomes more visible your eyes fill with tears for you know you’re almost home.
That’s the storm I found my life to be like for 2 years. I am not sure how I got in the path of the storm but I know that where I was before I entered the storm seemed as everything was all right. A working mom with 5 kids, a good Christian husband called in the ministry with music. When trouble came it came in waves, some were small and easy to over come but they intensified.
I became discouraged and slowly shut down, becoming a stranger in my own home to my husband, family, and friends, even church. I felt as I didn’t belong anywhere and felt as if my children and family didn’t need me and could do better without me. I had thoughts of suicide, did drugs, drank and all the time I knew I was in the wrong, I got involved in cultic things I had no business getting involved in, such as online role-play games known as DND. Dungeon, and dragons. Hard to believe one so strong could fall so hard? I did, I’m not proud of my wrongs but I am proud I got back on course.
All the time I was away, I fell out of the hand of God and right in the palms of Satan.
I had lost all I had learned in the 10 year walk with the lord in 2 years, even forgot how to pray for situations. However, God woke me up, he had those spiritual blinders and earplugs removed. Although I had given up on me, He did not. For He knew my purpose and who I am, a daughter by the blood coven of my lord Jesus Christ who has risen and made away for me and through him I can overcome and do all things. He has forgiven me and helped me to my feet. He out stretched his hand and said rise for you are a daughter of the King. We all are daughters and sons of a King. We don’t have to be ashamed what we have done for he can deliver us from all sin. We just have to believe his will is for us that we are someone through him. Each of us is that vessel fighting the daily storms of life here in the world, but know that Jesus is that light that guides the way.
We have to show God that we want him in our lives. We are the ones that have to press forward. You make the first step and rest assured God will lead the way and carry you threw when you feel that you’re being beaten down. He will send a way to save those of his such as the shepherd, who went back for the one lost lamb. He will be there to pick you up and carry you in his arms through the raging winds and heavy rains that Satan throws in your path.
I know many in the church haven’t a clue what I went through, or the things I did. When I walked away giving up on God and myself, but that’s ok because God forgave me and no matter how much the devil tries to convince me I don’t fit in or belong. God says, I am where I need to be and that church is my home just as much as it is theirs. Most of all its my Fathers home. Don’t let that liar tell you that you don’t belong in Gods house where and which ever home it may be.
This is my testimony, the battle has been won!!!!
Satan you lost!!!
Written by Michelle Ross
The last few years I went through a serious storm in my life.
As many of you have experienced the storms such as hurricanes or tropical storms you know the damage can be catastrophic. I felt the storm I faced would never end. If you have ever been on a boat off shore during a storm you know just how scary it can be. Imagine in your mind a moment being stuck way out sea in a small sail boat during a category 5 hurricane,
The skies are dark with thick blackish-gray clouds, swiftly rolling across over head, thunder rumbles sending shivers throughout your body. Lightning flashes as it streaks across the sky, the wind roars wildly tossing the vessel in all directions as you fight with the wheel to keep the vessel on course. You can’t rear to the right or to the left, because then it throws you off course. If you turn back then you never get to your destination where you are meant to be. The rain stings as it beats against your skin, your vision blurred by the heavy rain. The only thing that is running through your mind is refuge. Your heart races wildly as you press forward for up ahead in the distance is a Light. The Light is your fortress your refuge. The waves toss wildly sending waves of water onto the boat. Your body numb from the cold and the beating you are taken yet you stride forward to the refuge that waits for you. As you draw closer and the light becomes more visible your eyes fill with tears for you know you’re almost home.
That’s the storm I found my life to be like for 2 years. I am not sure how I got in the path of the storm but I know that where I was before I entered the storm seemed as everything was all right. A working mom with 5 kids, a good Christian husband called in the ministry with music. When trouble came it came in waves, some were small and easy to over come but they intensified.
I became discouraged and slowly shut down, becoming a stranger in my own home to my husband, family, and friends, even church. I felt as I didn’t belong anywhere and felt as if my children and family didn’t need me and could do better without me. I had thoughts of suicide, did drugs, drank and all the time I knew I was in the wrong, I got involved in cultic things I had no business getting involved in, such as online role-play games known as DND. Dungeon, and dragons. Hard to believe one so strong could fall so hard? I did, I’m not proud of my wrongs but I am proud I got back on course.
All the time I was away, I fell out of the hand of God and right in the palms of Satan.
I had lost all I had learned in the 10 year walk with the lord in 2 years, even forgot how to pray for situations. However, God woke me up, he had those spiritual blinders and earplugs removed. Although I had given up on me, He did not. For He knew my purpose and who I am, a daughter by the blood coven of my lord Jesus Christ who has risen and made away for me and through him I can overcome and do all things. He has forgiven me and helped me to my feet. He out stretched his hand and said rise for you are a daughter of the King. We all are daughters and sons of a King. We don’t have to be ashamed what we have done for he can deliver us from all sin. We just have to believe his will is for us that we are someone through him. Each of us is that vessel fighting the daily storms of life here in the world, but know that Jesus is that light that guides the way.
We have to show God that we want him in our lives. We are the ones that have to press forward. You make the first step and rest assured God will lead the way and carry you threw when you feel that you’re being beaten down. He will send a way to save those of his such as the shepherd, who went back for the one lost lamb. He will be there to pick you up and carry you in his arms through the raging winds and heavy rains that Satan throws in your path.
I know many in the church haven’t a clue what I went through, or the things I did. When I walked away giving up on God and myself, but that’s ok because God forgave me and no matter how much the devil tries to convince me I don’t fit in or belong. God says, I am where I need to be and that church is my home just as much as it is theirs. Most of all its my Fathers home. Don’t let that liar tell you that you don’t belong in Gods house where and which ever home it may be.
This is my testimony, the battle has been won!!!!
Satan you lost!!!
