“Whoever blesses you will be blessed” I woke up to God saying that to me. He showed me that there is a blessing for blessing the fatherless.
I have this heart heat rash.
He says “don’t be afraid of love”.
I met a Christian, I meet a lot of Christians who tell me they don’t go to church, they believe in God, they are spiritual.
Yesterday a new friend I met was defending me. “She’s a virgin, she’s not like that”. A man approached me and was trying really hard.
He goes “I want some pussy”.
My heart was grieved.
I was already disappointed.
Our society has come to this.
I’ve grown a lot. Obviously it hasn’t always been easy to know what I deserve. But I know now. As I know my promise of marriage is coming, I sense the momentum and climax of promise. People are attracted to Jesus in me and I am a witness for Him.
I had three guys hit on me yesterday. One, a guy slipped me a note and said I was pretty. Two, a friend’s friend. Three, a guy I had met before on the streets of West Hollywood.
I am reminded all of them are God’s children and there is a reason they are attracted to me. I am learning to treat them with grace, and not the harshness of the world.
Whenever I am disappointed in men, I am learning to keep my heart open and pray for them even more. We live in the wild wild west of LA and there are a lot of spirits out here, but to have a friend defend me means the world to me.
I have made pretty incredible friends out here in West Hollywood. Remember I told you God said “this land is yours?” I went from not knowing anyone to gathering the Lost Sheep. I’d be alone and I would wait in line and God would arrange for me to meet someone. Sometimes I’d break the rules and invite people to eat with me or ask people who were alone to eat with them. I’ve gotten yelled at so many times for breaking the rules.
The truth is- love doesn’t have rules. Love breaks the rules.
People are not evil. People have wounds and baggage and they just want love. I’ve learned to see past the evil.
But I feel like you are a speck in the ocean slowly moving away
I cry in silence
Yet you seem to feel nothing
And so I fade into the distance, I allow my heart to suffocate into the background
This is a familiar feeling
When I knew it was ending but I didn’t want to let go
I silently screamed into my pillow
I had given my all
And yet it was not enough
I’ve paid my dues, this time I’ll learn to let go faster than before
I feel like I’m drowning
But I can’t hear myself speak
I try to speak but words won’t come out because I still want your security even when it is false
I almost cried hearing his story
He walked away, angry, never crying
If I said how I felt, it wouldn’t be enough, what is the point, his pride would get in the way
This time, I’ll let go faster than I did before
So my heart does not suffocate from lack of air.
This time I’ll let myself be happy instead of pay a fine
This time I’ll walk out scotch free, this time I’ll choose myself, instead of pleasing him.
This time I’ll better myself by freeing myself
This time, this time.
And you’ll call me crazy, ridiculous, any words, any words.
But I hope you look in your heart and see that your refusal to be in touch with your heart is only a curse on your own soul.
Whoever he was, he is, they are all the same, the same lessons. They keep coming, they come in the form of tall and short, green or blue eyes, brown, they are all the same person walking in the same lesson.
Will you listen to your heart this time?
Or will you scream into the void?
Will you empty yourself until you have nothing left?
Will you try to break down a brick wall with your bare hands? Bloody and torn, those hands made to hold you, now depleted, destroyed.
He didn’t know it was coming last time, but it came like a storm and broke his cold stone heart, he wept for the first time. I broke his heart and it took years.
I didn’t know I had to let him go to open his heart, that was the only way to go, not to hold onto him, but to let him go.
I used to give all of myself to love someone, even if I only got 10% back.
I used to think it was my fault that someone wasn’t able to love me back, but I realize that some people have a small cup that cannot contain my bucket loads of love.
My job is to find someone who can pour back into my buckets, instead of feeling depleted giving constantly.
I made the first move to reconcile with my dad after 10 years of not seeing him. I flew thousands of miles and hours to see him. Slowly we reconciled. I would fly back again after 2 years, more and more but every time I would be sad to leave, sometimes I was disappointed. Last time he couldn’t take me to the airport because he had a migraine.
No matter what, nothing seemed to be enough. Nothing I did could open up his heart to me.
So I would give all of myself to love someone, and most people only give back 10%.
What I learned is, find those who are willing to give love to you.
I used to think it was my fault that people didn’t open up to me, that people didn’t love me, that my dad didn’t show love to me.
But I realize no, it’s not my fault. I tried my best and now I have to teach my heart to move on. I moved on from my dad, my mom, from my brother, from exes, from past friendships and I still learn to move on as I speak up and keep honoring my heart.
I kept trying to get love from people who didn’t have any to give.
And I realize very little people have that emotional capacity to express love.
God send me people that know how to express and give love without fear. I don’t have fear for fear has to do with punishment. Guide us into the right direction, to people who have love to give.
I stood up for myself this time. I spent 2.5 years allowing my heart to die to be with someone 6 years ago. I then encountered a man that reminded me of my ex. I had to learn to let go faster than I did last time. Because the same red flags came up. God will send the same type of person so you’d learn to stand up for yourself this time around.
The same situations will come up until you learn to overcome them and confront your worse fears.
I spent almost 2 years on the road. I went alone to dangerous countries, 3rd world countries, I went to South Africa, India, Southeast Asia being led by God to pastor lost sheep and prophesy over people who needed miracles, people who were broken and lost.
I faced the fear of starvation, having no shelter, being stranded or even the fear of being raped by strangers.
But God’s voice led me and I saw thousands of miracles. I saw God healed backs, I saw people cry and I taught people how to hear God’s voice.
God told a Muslim girl to not be afraid, He told a Buddhist that everything was going to be okay. She said she wanted to believe in Jesus so we prayed in a hostel.
Having faced all those fears of ALL possible dangers, a virus was an inconvenience. Sure, I had my times of paranoia, but most of it was being persecuted by people for going out. My mom would yell at me for going out but I would hear God say “Go out and don’t be afraid”. I had thousands of divine appointments still. I went to the Abbey, I went to the beach, I met people everywhere.
To everyone out there who persecuted me for going out I want to say the blood of Jesus works. He told me to go out every day – I was ministering to people out on the streets. I preached the blood of Jesus to heal. Y’all don’t believe. Now you do. I’ve been out everyday since the covid, been going to beaches, Miami, tj, planes, buses, trains, wherever God led me and I am healthy by his stripes. I hugged people, layed hands on people, prayed for people, I came into contact with more people than most and I kept proclaiming the truth of His finished work.
“But He was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities; the chastisement for our peace was upon Him, and by His stripes we are healed.” (Isaiah 53:5)
A lot of Christians don’t give believe Jesus finished the work- so they’ve submitted to fear and the government. By His stripes we are healed- that means in this present state I am healthy and disease is a spirit of infirmity that needs to be rebuked if it attacks.
Last night I talked for an hour and a half with someone who grew up Christian. He found my dating profile on okcupid and we matched. I was reminded of the weightiness of my calling to pastor lost sheep. I was reminded not to get distracted and that even though I felt heart broken over someone who didn’t believe in Jesus, to keep my eyes on God and His promises for me.
He has promised me this-
A life overflowing in abundance
Complete health now.
A husband that will love me with all his heart, someone who loves God
A life full of promises, destiny and dreams. I get to do everything I love with everyone I love.
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It’s like you’re constantly wanting to go somewhere else- he said.
I had a dream that I woke up and my mom and aunt were eating in the house. I ate a big piece of fish with quinoa in it. My friend got a Tesla and was moving to goldengate but it was in the middle of nowhere. I told my brother that even though he was very rich, he had to deal with properties getting looted. Even though I was eating in a small studio with my family, with the windows open, I felt content.
I woke up feeling a sense of calm and peace.
I guess this whole year has felt like a struggle since God continued to break open my heart. He kept telling me to tell people how I feel. I kept crying. Everyday almost. He would tell me to tell people how I felt, the walls would come down on a daily basis. Even though I wanted to shut down at times and no longer open my heart, I would choose to trust him.
Some days God would tell me to go to San Diego. San Diego was the relief I needed for my heart. I would meet some divine appointments, look at the ocean and feel my heart quiet down.
I was dating, going on dates, meeting one guy and liking him….but then be disappointed.
He’s not the one. Again, broken hearted. But somehow God used all that to heal me. It sounds strange. Why?
Don’t be afraid to feel your emotions, He’d say.
I was deathly afraid of heart break after my ex.
I told God I would never fall into another relationship if it wasn’t my husband.
But He had me confront the fear of failure (a relationship failing), a fear of love (feeling the pain of love), a fear of rejection.
He’d say “don’t be afraid to fail”.
“Follow your heart”- no matter if he is your husband or not. If you like someone express that to them without fear.
I didn’t understand it because my mentality was “what is the point of telling someone how I feel if I’m just going to be disappointed?”
“What is the point of trying if they won’t reciprocate?”
I would go on these dates, and most of these guys were lost sheep so it was also semi ministry…but some of them, like yesterday’s ended with the guy trying to touch my boob and saying that he wanted to worship my vagina. LOL.
But then somehow the fear in my heart left me, the hardness that I built around my heart because I felt rejected broke off. I just started laughing. He said he wanted to bow to my vagina and lick my pussy.
He started fake crying because I just wanted to be friends and did not want that interaction. He was very passionate and intense with his words. He also said he wanted to “embrace me in my troubles”, which made me cry.
But alas, also not the one. What he taught me was “go after what you want”, whatever it is, without shame.
I met 2 girls in line after that Hinge date. One said she met her fiance on Hinge and another met a guy there too. I told them about my interaction and they laughed. I was grateful and asked if they were Christian and one said she grew up Christian.
What healed me yesterday was this….
As I was crying and talking to the guy, I felt this heaviness on me. I stood up. We went for a walk.
I said that I no longer needed him, a relationship to be fulfilled. I said that when he didn’t want a relationship, I felt unwanted. I felt that no one loved me. In fact, I heard Satan whisper that into my ears.
I knew it was a lie. I knew people did love me, but when it came to someone I loved, it was hard not to think that.
I felt unwanted. That was the single factor in my life that prevented me from truly loving a man. My dad left our family when I was 8 and I didn’t see him for 10 years.
It left a scar in my heart, a deep wound. I became boy crazy. I was always a daddy’s girl. I loved hugging my dad, but now he was no longer there. I could no longer show physical affection to someone I loved.
I didn’t really date until I was 21. Had my first bf when I was 15. I decided to wait until marriage to have sex. But 21 was my entry way to sexuality. This guy I dated gave me oral sex. I never felt something that intense, it felt good. I felt loved because my love language is physical touch. But somehow, I also felt used. 23-26 I dated a guy for 2.5 years. I felt like a slave in someway. I wasn’t my own. I lost myself. I still waited to have intercourse.
He said that he liked that I was waiting because somehow I was “his” only.
Someone wanting me felt good, I felt wanted in the moment but after I felt used.
I was grateful that God’s grace compelled me to say no to actual intercourse.
I knew that God wanted to protect my heart. That is why I was waiting until marriage to have sex, not out of legalism or law, but because my heart was deeply connected with God. I have trusted God my whole life and I saw how He healed me of my daddy wounds, led me to 14 countries with little to no money while I prophesied to people who helped me.
Going back to my walk with the guy, I said that I needed to feel wanted and when he rejected me, I felt death. I literally felt like I wanted to die. I felt no love in my heart and felt totally numb. But when he came back to show me brotherly love, I realized that we would always be friends and that was okay with me.
I didn’t need to feel wanted physically. I didn’t need a relationship. That spirit of rejection left me immediately.
I now realize why getting physical with a guy is so detrimental.
I really just want companionship. I want to feel loved. But the truth is I want to be understood more than anything else. I want quality time with people. I want those moments with a men that is innocent. We went to a boba shop and saw a cute little girl with his dad. They ate ice cream together, it was simple and loving.
In my past experience I often felt like men just wanted my body. I would refuse and of course they would feel rejected.
One guy said that he has never hung out with a girl he was attracted to without sleeping with her at the end. He grew up Mormon but no longer prescribed by the religion. I was really just there as a friend and confidante.
When we no longer need something from someone, and can simply enjoy who they are, it’s settling.
I also met someone who was waiting. He said that he didn’t understand how people could sleep around without having feelings for people.
I told him that he should be proud of himself and not to give into peer pressure.
I realize that I can freely care about someone without this fear that they would think I’m too much. I can freely express love without fear that they would be bothered by me. When the guy said that he didn’t want a relationship, I was afraid to make mistakes. I was afraid to care about him.
I was afraid to reach out but I realize there is no reason to be afraid.
I freely continued to express love to him.
I no longer needed reciprocation because I was free of needing anything in return. He reciprocated love like a brother, not as a romantic partner. I was no longer afraid of his rejection. I allowed my heart to feel what it felt and freely expressed it without holding back.
He kept telling me that we were just friends, I said I understood, but needed to continue expressing how I felt in freedom.
And somehow it freed me.
I no longer needed romantic love. It was like going back to my youth.
My brother stopped talking to me years ago and it broke my heart. He was my best friend growing up, we talked all the time. I would tell him everything.
Now God was restoring my heart from that loss and bringing men into my life that could care for me like a father or brother. And that needed to be the basis.
Our hearts want what it wants. But I no longer need you to be fulfilled. I know that you love me as a friend and I’m okay with that. I don’t need to own you to love you. I can love freely now.
I can love without fear. And strangely that attachment broke off. I no longer NEED a certain type of reciprocation, I can be loved as I am.
People ask me why God would tell me to go to a gay club.
Well, the Abbey actually means church, monastery.
The Lord told me to write about my experiences and share with you how the spirit has led me to thousands of people in my life. First of all, if you have never read my testimony, here it is My Spirit Led Testimony.
You will encounter and read about a non-conventional testimony, I am a prophet who pastors lost sheep and have been led all over the world, with sometimes little to nothing to survive but was led by the spirit to pastor lost sheep. Lost sheep are people who don’t believe in Jesus or people who have walked away from God. The lost sheep of Israel are the ones who have not believed that Jesus is the messiah.
God has even led me to people through dating sites.
I was devastated. I had lost my phone 2 times there already and actually got it back. That was the beginning of going to the Abbey for fun and ministry. What I mean by that is I have fun there but I also meet a lot of people there. I’ve met hundreds of people in that area that grew up Christian or walked away. I’ve prophesied to future pastors on the dance floor, had people cry into my arms.
It does take awhile for conservatives to understand what I do.
They think that a bar cannot go with Jesus. But little do they know that God works miracles in bars. Not everyone is called to this kind of ministry.
And the thing is I don’t do it intentionally. I go where the spirit leads, but I am not religious. Meaning I try to get to know people, I am friends with them, I am vulnerable with them.
Some people think that you should have all your issues figured out before ministering to others but that’s actually not true. God has shown me that I need to tell people how I am feeling, what I am struggling with. As I share with people, they share with me what they are going through.
That’s true ministry. Jesus shared in His pain, He didn’t shield the disciples from pain, He showed them He was stressed out, bleeding and sweating, praying in turmoil.
One night I was crying my eyes out because I was in severe pain, it had to do with heartbreak. I walked into this other bar without ordering anything and just cried into this guy’s lap. He said that he was going through the same thing and this other girl said she was also constantly getting used in relationships. Then the bartender asked me if I was okay and gave me his number. He checked in on me and made sure I was okay. He said he also went through a breakup and was heart broken. Then I met the manager who told me he was a lost sheep and grew up Christian. That all happened in 20 minutes.
I have been led to people sitting alone at the Abbey on numerous occasions. People who were really lonely and were lost sheep. I’ll walk into the place and feel the Spirit leading me to specific people. I’ll go up to them and ask if I could sit with them. I’ve gotten rejected before but I’d get the courage to talk to them again if it’s God’s will.
For example, one 60 year old man told me “you’re dismissed”. I felt so hurt by that. The next time I saw him again and confronted him. I said what he said hurt me and he apologized. He said his parents treated him that way and he thought it was normal. He told me that he grew up Catholic.
People don’t understand that when we tell people how we feel, it creates a safe space for conversation and relationship. I see him there all the time, he is often alone and I gave him a hug one time, screaming in glee and the staff reprimanded me because well, it’s covid season.
One Jewish man said his mom just passed away and his girlfriend broke up with him 3 days ago. Another guy said he was molested by his grandparents. One guy said he was feeling suicidal and needed a hug because his ex boyfriend physically abused him.
Sometimes I got yelled at for hopping tables. I’ve gotten kicked out for no reason. But I have guardian angels there. I have security guard friends, I have a Christian friend buser. I ask what their names are and become friends with them. They are familiar faces and most of them do have some kind of faith.
I have thousands of stories, and it’s not just at the Abbey. It’s on the streets, it’s at the beach. God uses everything and anything for me to reach His lost sheep and there are millions out there. They are often severely rejected by their parents and have no sense of home. They feel alone because they have no family. I can relate because sometimes I feel like I have no blood family. I didn’t feel safe with them and explaining my life/ministry to them has always resulted in rejection.
I hope that one day everyone will understand, but that’s not the case. Heaven knows, God knows, and that’s enough.
You encounter such bad love your whole life that you don’t know what good love is.
And you finally open up, you want to be an open book but those around you want to shut down. You want to be loved and accepted for all of you, not just a part of you. So you share, but you feel judged.
But now, you’ve reached a new level.
It’s a healthy love.
They will embrace and love you even if your emotions are messy, even if you try to run, they run after you, they won’t let you hide, they’ll uncover the blanket hiding all your mess. They see the mess and they love you, they let you cry on their shoulder.
That’s what I’m experiencing now.
You can come to a point that you communicate everything on your mind, and it feels amazing.
You don’t have to run from the people that want to love you, you run into their arms.
Even if that person is simply a friend, not your husband.
You don’t need to keep or own a person, you can love and express love without judgement or rejection.
I realize why I felt the need to socialize and minister to people when I was with my friend. There was a block. There were friends that didn’t really allow themselves to emote, or to feel their emotions. I’d want to talk to other people to feel my emotions.
I’m seeing old cycles broken in my life.
Cycles where I used sexuality to feel my emotions, cycles where I ran to distractions and temporary pleasures to gratify the numbness.
I’m finally feeling all of my emotions, I’m accepting them.
I can talk about all my emotions and not be afraid to feel them. I dated an ex that never talked about his emotions, it was impossible to connect with him. Because of that, I ended up cheating on him.
I felt like I was not allowed to have “negative” emotions and whenever I talked about how I felt, he would shut me down and tell me not to talk about it. He had panic attacks, he had anxiety, he never cried. He only cried when we broke up.
I felt alone in that relationship.
I felt utterly alone and unloved because my emotions were not accepted or valued.
Now, I know what love is supposed to feel like.
I’m supposed to be able to run to the people I love for love, not run away from them to feel my emotions. All of my feelings and emotions should be valued and validated in a relationship, not just the positive ones.
I should be able to feel scared, sad or angry in a relationship. I should be able to be upset. I should be able to feel however I feel whenever I feel them and be heard and understood in that relationship. And even if that person does not understand, they can express that they aren’t able to understand it but they’ll try.
Communication is everything. Let’s communicate to each other, let’s dialogue instead of dictate.
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“well you shouldn’t have….” because this or that wouldn’t have happened.
You shouldn’t have crossed the road, because if you wouldn’t have crossed the road, you wouldn’t have fallen.
You shouldn’t have fallen in love, because you wouldn’t have gotten hurt.
You shouldn’t have….
But they live in a box full of guilt and condemnation. They devil taunting them, you shouldn’t have, you could have prevented yourself from getting hurt.
So they live in fear, inside their house as demons tell them “don’t go out, you’ll get hurt”.
Sure, I get hurt and things happen to me.
Things that probably don’t happen to most people. But you do realize I am a prophet and the devil will try to stop me from being free right?
From preaching “no condemnation in Christ Jesus?” The devil will use anything to say “well you shouldn’t have”.
Don’t be out, they say.
Don’t do this, they say.
Lots of red tape and yellow tape. They try to put tape on me. If only, they say.
There is no condemnation for those in Christ Jesus. I followed my heart and I fell on the street. I got a few marks on my face, a bit on my legs and arms, but I am a warrior. I loved with all my heart. I fell down off the cliff but God lifted me up.
I could hide in a cave, but the enemy would love that.
I could start numbering and measuring, instead of loving. I could start using logic and reading, trying to figure out how to best “prevent hurt from happening and my heart from breaking”, but I would never live.
I could become a recluse and never talk to another human being, then I would have no drama and no tears to cry, but I would be alone, utterly alone, devoid of love.
I fall head first, and I use my heart, not my logic. I love with all my being and heart.
And they point fingers and say “well you shouldn’t have”. They don’t understand becauseI they think with their heads and not their heart. They’ve shut love out. Love is not logical, love is passionate, messy, full of mistakes.
Growing up I saw marriages made out of logic. You see, they tick all the boxes but there is no chemistry or passion. I saw white picket fence relationships. “We look good to others”, it was a front.
Regret is not from God.
I accept all the decisions I’ve ever made and I accept that I was living in freedom. There was nothing I could have done to prevent what I needed to experience.
But why do I need to get hurt? Is it necessary?
Yes, you are whole in my eyes. The hurt is only momentary. You loved and lived, and you were better for it. You are so rich because you choose to love with everything you have.You are a zillionaire because you choose to live outside the box and cage of fear.
God has already made you pure and whole by the blood of Jesus, you’re standing with God never changes, He never sees an inkling of sin or mistakes in you.
So why do we live our lives fearing that we will make a mistake or get hurt?
We base our decisions on one fear, “I never want to get divorced….I learned from my parents” (fear of failure, also a fear not from God)
“I don’t ever want to get heart broken, it hurt too much last time, so I’m never going to date. I’m just going to sit in this car and never ask another girl out, I’ll just wait on God” (aka I don’t ever want to face rejection again- which is a fear).
Life is full of unknowns. It is also possible to have a fear of the unknown.
I don’t know where God will lead me, so I won’t walk in faith- some say.
I’ll control and do what I can see- and for most people that is making money or working.
You can’t see emotions, so most people don’t want to fall in love.
When they get hurt, they resort to making money, because they can see money and dollar amounts. You can calculate money, but you can’t calculate love.
“I’ve been used, I feel lack, now I am going to ignore my heart forever and live my life for what I can calculate and earn”- some say.
But your heart is still whole, it’s broken, but it’s whole.
Okay, it hurts, sure, but everyday is a new day. God is saying “don’t live in fear, you’ve been made righteous by my blood, don’t condemn yourself, you don’t hurt because of your decisions, you hurt because that’s part of life. Do you know that my love makes you whole. Feel the sadness and the emotions, but don’t stop living life. I’m holding your heart”.
I’m healing your heart, says God.
Religion says “if I follow all the rules, I won’t get hurt”.
Grace says “I am free in Christ Jesus, I can walk in freedom and trust with God and even if I get hurt, His love carries me”.
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I was texting friends and telling them how I felt about love versus lust. The last couple of months I’ve talked to people about waiting until marriage to have sex. I wish more people talked about sexuality and sex. I wish more people realized how damaging sex really can be outside of love.
Even as a virgin, I experienced sexual and physical experiences.
As a spiritual being, I started to become even more aware when I would hear “unclean spirits”. Even if I wanted to ignore it my spiritual senses became heightened. I felt unclean, not because of what I was doing but because of the spirits that were attached the person I was with.
So I could say “God I just want to enjoy myself” but now I realize there is something impure in lust. You are righteous in Christ Jesus, but there is something damaging to the soul when you are being used for physical pleasure versus connecting out of love.
The more spiritual you become, growing in sensitivity to God, the more you sense what spirit people are operating out of.
A spirit of lust basically takes over you.
If you notice kissing someone, and all of a sudden your vagina/penis kicks in and at a certain moment, you no longer feel like you have control over your mind or emotions. Endorphins are being released but something spiritual is also happening.
Love and lust are very different things.
Love causes you to reach out, love causes you to express how you feel, love endures, it doesn’t give up.
Lust gives up, lust is momentary.
Love makes you feel safe.
Lust is corrupt, it doesn’t make you feel safe. It feels good in the moment but later you feel used, it’s unclean. I have felt it before.
Love doesn’t leave you stranded, love communicates.
Love wants to understand and listen to you.
Lust simply wants to get in your pants. Lust has no desire to communicate clearly, it overtakes you and has no desire to understand your emotions. It’s a USER! Lust only has one agenda- sex. Lust uses for momentary pleasure and has no commitment.
Love makes you feel like a queen, but lust makes you feel like a whore.
God is mending and healing your sexual wounds. He says that you are MORE THAN YOUR BODY. You are a temple. When you’ve been filled with the Holy Spirit, you start to become even more sensitive to His heart for you.
God is doing something new for you.
He is renewing your heart. He is redeeming you from the past.
God, I just cut off the past, negative cycles I cut it off in Jesus name!
I break and loose any soul ties that are not from you in Jesus name and call back any remnants of our soul in Jesus name.
Is that person going to stay with you and make you feel like a queen? Is he willing to sacrifice himself for you?
Is he calling you and asking you about your day? Is he concerned about your welfare? Is he asking you about how you feel? Is he concerned for your safety and checks in on you? Does he tell you that he loves you?
Or is he simply using you for a momentary release?
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