the word disassociating caught my attention when reading through topics, so I ventured in because I recognized a lie...
I am a person who was taken from my biological family at tue age of three and placed into foster care until the age of five. now things happened in foster care to
Me that an adult wouldn't dream of happening on their worst day.. broken bones, broken heart, broken spirit ...
Disassociation? Let's talk about this from a "spirit perspective ". I believe the spirit will hide in the shelter of the almighty when we don't even know it ... God protects children ... and even states he will make is remeber no more evil tjat comes against us.. This is His grace given to us when we do not deserve it and when we do not ask for it ... I know for a fact God protected me from great evil tryin to penetrate my life as a young child, why? He knew if he could get me to buy all tue lies , I wouldn't be right here talking about Gods goodness, mercy, grace, compassion and love he has for is all... He knew I would t shut up .. So he tried to destroy what God created...
there are all sorts of labels placed on people ... When in fact they are spiritually deprived ...
I will use me to talk about this ... I went through depression in high school, angry , scared, distant from people ..
so many bad things were poured in I wanted no more of it ... I wanted something good .. But didn't know what that goodness was.. Or how to get rid of what was already in me ... my memories... I will stand and say tjat what is poured in isn't always poured out in these circumstances .. What is inside is like a bull in a china cabinet ... Wreaking mass destruction
in the mind and soul of individuals... outward behaviors ? are "cry outs " of a desperate soul screaming for help... but this is in Goda timing between the individual and god himself ... I was in church , went to counseling , but never cried out to god directly for help.... it wasnt until I was in high school , in a state of depression so deep , all I wanted to do was die... I felt like I was in a tar pit so deep with walls layered in ooze that no matter how hard I tried to dig my entire being out of it , I just kept slipping further down.... I see now my soul was so thirsty it was eating in on itself to stay alive...
No one cared enough to rattle my chains , slap me awake , get in the middle of my " stuff".... No one recognized what was happening .... Not even me ... I just knew I was dying ...
I got so desperate I went on a search, left Tje catholic church I grew up in and started going to every church I knew to go to... I was looking for answers ... I woke up in a Pentacostal church ... I heard the truth for the first time ... Why? I don't know, why there? Dont know that either, I just knew when I heard the truth I would know it ... why after so many years and my entire family being catholic was I the one who bailed? Don't know ... I was so upset when I learned tue priest wasn't God, that I confronted my family... Asked every one if them "why for my entire life was I never told the true way to God was through Jesus Christ and I didn't have to go to a priest to be forgiven of my sins?". I wanted answers to that question... But soon found out ... they didn't know the truth either .. Many unaware stares And mocking comments.. I was soon labeled as being disobedient ... I have never stepped back into a catholic church since .not angry about it any more but wasn't going to go where I hadn't been told the truth... With a priest who wanted me to cone to him instead of God.. Sitting in a box with a divider between us once a month asking for his Firgiveness....
well after many years , Good things if god were being poured in so with the mixture , weird things came out ...what was bad mixed with what was good .. Society likes to label this filtering process as "bipolar". Wich I was never diagnosed with but recognized what was happening to me spiritually...god doesn't put such labels on us "ever".
I knew no one else was ever going to put another label on me again ..and if anyone was going to do that , if anyone was going to put a label of any kind again on me it was going to be god himself ... if I wasn't suppose to exist I wanted to hear it from god Himself... So I went searching for Him .... I wanted answers and I wanted the truth ... arrogant wasn't I? I was as
Good as dead anyway , I was ready to be taken completely out ...
There is nothing that will bring a soul back on the verge of death like God will...
Today because of God and God alone I'm able to tell you anything about this...
Disassociating , is that what you call a dead spirit ? yes, it's exactly what you call it ... Separation from Gods truth ..no association with it ..... . It is written !! "I am the vine you are the branch, you can not be separated from me "
Let me tell you from a little girls perspective in a pretty mean world and coming into it... hedge that baby in and feed them everything god is ... and the church ? Careful there too... People like to keep God in a box and these kids need to be made aware ... He's outside of it ... To big to be contained in one ...
I am here to tell you that God has released me of anger and bitterness .. Hes poured so much in tjat I am able to forgive and show mercy and live in areas where I could not because he himself showed me all of what he has done for me...
people have a hard time listening to all the story of foster care years ... They begin to show pitty... I am here to say you'll drowned a child in pitty too if you show it ...only Teaching them to become a victim ... no! Is my answer to pitty I count every single bit of what I went through as gain! ...I got a front row seat into some of tue very life Christ went through to save my soul... First hand, two years worth , as a kid , I got box office tickets to the prime show of his very life .... lived some of it ... and key me tell you what Jesus Christ went through was absolute pain and suffering ... He did it on purpose though ! I didn't ... you talk about a God who loves us so much .. Ever willing to go through furs hand wha he experienced? Try it it will humble you to your knees... every day ... You will be thankful for all you do have , for the family who's faces look like yours... Bone structures you recognize ...be glad you have never been ripped apart from them... be thankful you have baby pictures and know what you look like as an infant ... Mine start at age five ... I was adopted into a beautiful family who cared enough that my scars didn't matter ..my anger didn't matter , my disassociating didnt matter.... They loved me no matter what ... Never put a single lable on me... they instead loved me while god worked all that out ...and who he is in .. .. I thank god
every day for them ... but I thank god I know I was made from his image ..and adopted into his kingdom ...
Best advice I can give anyone ... Make Christ known , make his truth known .. Every single day .. In a card in a letter, highlight and mark it in a bible and give to them as a present ... Remind them remind them remind them .... you won't harvest, god will in his perfact timing... Today I am happy to say, I am happier than i have ever been in my life ...peaceful, thankful for all I do have ... Content ... Have a successful job , and not on a single medication ... None ... Praise God! He removed all that .... Love, no matter what .... No matter who, no matter when ... It's live pouring in as God pours into us that beats out all the ugly stuff ... Love always