A week or ago, I decided to attend Lakewood church. It was the Saturday before Christmas so I knew the sermon was going to focus on the season… Jesus being the reason. I went alone because I was going to met up with a friend in the area later on that night and I just felt I needed to be there. I had never gone to lakewood by myself, usually went with my sister but she had other plans with friends… I was hesitant to go because I was a little leery about going on my own. The safety issue came up in my mind… parking at night in the area, walking in the garage alone… fear crept up a bit but then something came over: I can’t let fear stop me from going to church… So I proceeded to attend the service. I got there early and was ushered to sit at the ground level, front and center near the stage. I sat at the end of the aisle, easy access to the exit. As I sat, I did a bit of people watching. Looked over at families deciding wear to sit…ushers guiding patrons to their seats, laughter and smiles… and even noticed someone in my row getting emotional, tears falling down…I just smiled and moved on to the next clan to watch. I was fine with being on my alone, I needed some type of revelation… specifically on the upcoming year. I had finished my temporary gig as a dance teacher and needed some type direction on what to do next. I had a lot of anxiety at this point because I was unsure on what to focus on or what was in store for me. These thoughts ran through my mind as I sat in my seat at Lakewood.. and then someone handed me a CD that read: GENERATIONAL BLESSINGS and said, “Merry Christmas.” I smiled back as tears started to well up in my eyes.
When I moved back home to Houston, the plan of action was to heal. The healing first started within myself but then transpired over my family. When I first became aware of the generational curse I was scared and was in disbelief of the whole thing. Yet, little by little God revealed to me that this was real I needed to take part in the healing process, even if it meant staying in my parents’ home and taking on the assistant role in my job positions. It was the only way to gain wisdom… to allow others to lead me… to allow others to teach me… so I could be ready to allow HIM to lead and teach me. While in this process, I started to clear out the clutter physically and received revelations in dreams and vivid visions that led me to clear up clutter spiritually. The most important thing I had to do while in the process was remain positive…even when I was bombarded with frustrations on where I was and where I wanted to be. I was forced, or rather swayed towards trusting in Him. These past four years have been nothing but tests. Tests that measure my spiritual maturity. Tests that stripped everything I thought I was and took me back home to the person I was called to be… and that meant to heal all that was hindering me from becoming the person HE created me to be.
Before the new year has ended, I have seen signs of healing that have caused me to live with expectancy… but I do have a huge dose of uncertainly… with a nice balance of peace… which may be where He wants me to be.
God the Father knew you and chose you long ago, and his Spirit has made you holy. As a result, you have obeyed him and have been cleansed by the blood of Jesus Christ.
May God give you more and more grace and peace.
All praise to God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ. It is by his great mercy that we have been born again, because God raised Jesus Christ from the dead. Now we live with great expectation,
1 Peter 1:2-3 New Living Translation (NLT)