10/27/2015
To all my Texas friends, I will be preaching (sharing my testimony) this next Wednesday 10/28/15 in Cleburne, TX. That's 45 min south of Fort Worth. 7pm @
Cleburne Family Fellowship
710 W. Kilpatrick St.
Cleburne, TX 76033
(817) 645-2953
Tell anyone you know that wants a touch from God!! See you there!!!
I just want to personally come against this spirit thats running rampant in this time. There is no girl trapped in a boy body or a boy trapped in a girl body. It's deception at the highest level and people just believe it cause it feels good. There's only people, in bo***ge to the devil's antics, Slaves to the thoughts he implants in them at a very early age. But there is freedom, real total freedom! and I'm up for the fight!
From as long as I could remember, I hated being a girl. I grew up in church, so I believed in God, but I knew nothing about him (as seems to be a mass quantity of church attendees in my opinion). I would pray to God on a regular basis, asking that he would miraculously transform me into a boy. I knew that somewhere in the mix of creating me there was a horrible mistake made, I was robbed from what was supposed to be me and given this terrible curse of being a girl. I felt as if I were in a prison, and that prison was the requirement of me being a girl, trapped in this stupid girl body and girl life. I thought I should've been a boy and somehow I got destined to be in the wrong spot! It wasn’t fair! I looked at the boys around me and thought it just wasn't right that those boys got to be boys and I didn't! I felt I made a better boy than most of them! I was the starting forward on the boy’s soccer team, and was always one of the first picked, even above the boys, during athletics to play on any teams. On Sundays, my mother would put a dress on me and curl my hair, and I would sit in front of the mirror and cry because I hated it more than anything. Even at an age too young to remember, my mother says she would give me a baby doll carriage to play with and I would turn it upside down and play with the wheels. I wasn't one of those girls that wanted to grow up and marry their daddy. I was my mom's little gentleman, I opened the doors for her, tried to protect her, and wanted to marry someone like her when I grew up. I would watch my dad and wanted to wear suits like him, put on cologne like him, and talk about sports and cars. I wanted to slick back my hair with a comb then stick the comb in my back pocket, not put curls in my hair! In school, when we had to write about what we wanted to be when we grew up, I would write about me being a soldier that would save people's lives and die for some great cause. That was my life dream! Not to be a wife and a mother! I wanted to dodge bullets, fight the bad guys, and help little old ladies cross the streets! I didn't want to be a princess and didnt want to grow up and marry a prince. I WANTED TO BE THE PRINCE!!! I wanted to carry the sword, fight the dragon and rescue the princess AND MARRY HER! I hated life for making me a girl!!! I liked girls and didn't like the fact that it was weird and they didn't like me back in the same way!!! What a confused horrible way to live!!!!! I grew up hating life! But one day I met Jesus and he saved my life, put love in my heart and gave me a reason for living! But guess what? I still liked girls! How's a person supposed to serve a loving God when he might not really love you, he really loves who religion tells you ur supposed to be. But it's impossible to be that person!!! If someone had of told me that God set them free from homos*xuality I would said thats great for you, but you don't understand me, don't know me or my situation, cause I was born this way! Didn't even know stuff like that was even possible! BUT, then I learned that everything that is bad, that makes us hurt comes from the devil and he is forever trying to destroy us, but that Jesus came that we could have life and LIFE MORE ABUNDANTLY! and that wasn't just some fancy religious saying. It actually means abundant life, without pain, confusion, and suffering. Without being slaves to emotional bo***ges! 6 years after being saved and 4 years after being married I cried out to God to set me free. Those who come to God must believe that he is, and that he is a rewarder of those that diligently seek him. I hungered for freedom and answers. God touched my life, set me totally free, and made me madly in love with my husband. That is a total miracle! When I married him, I was not in love, he was just my best friend. I hated having s*x with him, and hated him to even touch my leg. Now I love being a girl, and am totally, madly, deeply in love with my husband. And I'm his princess and he's my prince charming... :)
