A testimony of Grace....

Just over a year and a half ago, God brought me back to this town. I didn't want to come here. My husband rerouted us here. But I knew in my heart that God rerouted us. This place, and this church, has been a place of pain for me. But God has been restoring. Where my spirit was broken and where my soul was sick. In our woman's group, Mom's Time Out, we have been doing a Beth Moore study of Esther called It's Tough Being a Woman. It was an amazing study of wisdom and truth. At the end of it I felt like I would be free of my anxiety. I was waiting...
About a month ago I had a dream that a woman who was very dark and had see-through blue eyes had come in the night. She was fear itself. This spirit of fear had me up against the wall and was pressing my heart with her fist to suffocate my life out of me. I knew that this was what was happening in reality.
About two weeks ago, I had start to feel like I was going to die. I couldn't breathe and I knew it was NOT just physical sickness.
On Thursday I went for prayer counselling. God showed me places where I had to forgive, and not only that but that he had forgiven me. I had never left God but I felt like my prayers didn't count anymore. In that meeting the LORD said to my very being, "I AM YOURS, AND YOU ARE MINE. IT IS NOT TOO LATE." And I really feel the need to share this testimony, not only to praise God that he is healing me even in my imperfection, but I know that I am not the only "grown up youth" that had left this church in pain. God is restoring. He wants to say, "I AM YOURS. YOU ARE MINE. IT IS NOT TOO LATE."

PSALM 103.