Hey dad!
On October 12, 2024, the Day of Atonement shared the headlines with an Esther movement. 2 major events happened:
On a global scale: a cry echoed from the lips of 1 million women from every creed and tribe on the streets of Washington, DC.
On a personal level: a public allegiance made from the mall to the wall shifted my prayer life forever.
The United States of America has been my home away from home for more than a decade. So, when I heard that a call for repentance was being made, I answered.
There I was, at the Million Women March gathering-half delirious from driving through the night, and utterly exhausted from sitting under the scorching heat. Yet, I was determined to join my faith with my sisters in Christ, repenting on behalf of people who didn't know they needed to be sorry.
From time to time, I looked around and gasped; this battle was bigger than each of us individually, but together, we were a force to be reckoned with.
Speaker after speaker, men and women of faith alike, stepped into their Esther anointing and repented for feeding the altar of sexual perversion.
As they testified, this thought gripped me: the same detestable sinful nature that holds the world captive, has taken up residence within our walls and sits in our pews. Lust of the eyes, of the flesh, and the pride of life besieged a people with master degrees in 'Christianese'.
And as a result, free people, choose to let their present be chained by the demons of their pasts because of the weight of shame. And shame is, and has always been, the reverse side of the medal of true repentance. From Eden to the 20th century, it remains the muzzle the enemy places over our mouths to choke the potential for testimonies.
Shame sets the groundwork for performing Christians with dried-up seeds. After all, 3 years into church culture, what would the deacons think if you were honest about masturbation being a bondage in your life? So, instead of being transparent and repentant about soiling the temple God entrusted you with, you’d rather show up weekly and put up a front until masturbation makes way to sexual debauchery.
Sin is a gradual but steep incline. Before you know it, the thick cloak of darkness will have you tied up to the altar of sexual pleasure; and the sound of the man of God sends you into hiding.
I implore you, daughters of God, don’t go down without a fight!
Regardless of your thorn, next time you meet with the lover of your soul, in His secret place, remember that much of an iceberg is hidden beneath the surface. If you identify a recurring mess in your life, before you rebuke the tip of the iceberg; allow the Holy Spirit to guide you in identifying its root cause and to open up the vault that you created but taught yourself to forget.
Go back to when it first started; and allow the blood of the Lamb to work its wonder power.
I leave you with this scripture: “They triumphed over him by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony; they did not love their lives so much as to shrink from death”
How much do you love your life? Enough to choose eternal damnation, lest you get mocked by people? How much will the enemy have to pay you for your storyline?
We have a lot to say about Judas' 30 pieces of silver!
P.S.: The enemy cannot threaten to expose your testimony. Speak on it before he gets a chance to control your narrative.
Choose life today, and forever more.
Your biggest supporter always,
Chris
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