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Forgiving My Abuser

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Forgiving My Abuser

Dear Eddie,

I’ve never been as stumped for words as beginning this letter. Trust me, there are words I have for you that would be easy to spew all over the sheets of this letter, that is entirely to easy.

In my personal spiritual growth I know that I can’t climb any further up this mountain until my wounds are completely healed. I refuse to live another day with any weakness in the infrastructure of my being. I’ve studied, researched and had plenty therapy over forgiving but it wasn’t until God’s Holy Spirit filled me that I knew what it meant to forgive.

Forgiveness doesn’t make the sins you committed any less viscous. It doesn’t lessen the damage you’ve inflicted or soften the edges of the trauma on the innocent children involved and it doesn’t make me any less of a victim of your abuse.

I will no longer let the word “victim” defy me.

“AND WHENEVER YOU STAND PRAYING, if you have anything against anyone, forgive him, that you Father in heaven may also forgive your trespasses. But if you do not forgive, neither will your Father in heaven forgive your trespasses.” (Mark 11:25)

I’m going to assume you have no knowledge of what a “soul tie” is.

A soul-tie is a spiritual linkage from one person to another. Demons can travel into this linkage and influence the people involved. The soul ties can be formed by sexual relationships, friendships, family relationships. An example of soul ties is when one person still has feeling for another even though the couple broke-up 10 years ago (in your case it’s chains of anger, shame, guilt, disgust). Ask the Holy Spirit to bring to your memory any unholy soul ties that are in your life and speak the soul tie breaking into the atmosphere. Believe that it is done in the name of Jesus Christ.

I Declare aloud!

“I break all unholy ties between me and Eddie in the name of Jesus Christ. I send back to Eddie all parts of him that are in me washed in the blood of Jesus Christ. I return all parts of me in Eddie to me washed in the blood of Jesus. I thank you Jesus that I am free.”

“I break all unholy ties between “Chance, Eve & Grace” and Eddie in the name of Jesus Christ. I send back to Eddie all parts of him that are in “Chance, Eve & Grace” washed in the blood of Jesus Christ. I return all parts of “Chance, Eve & Grace” in Eddie back washed in the blood of Jesus. I thank you Jesus that they are free.”

I rebuke your sins on us Eddie Parrish in the name of Jesus.

I’m fully armored and I raise my almighty sword and cut the ties between Eve, Grace, Chance and myself from your evil spirit. May God have mercy on your soul.

You were born into this world innocent. I don’t believe you are a spawn of Satan but you’ve been cursed from birth. I suggest you repent and spend the rest of your days praying to be delivered from your sins.

The hardest thing I have ever had to do is forgive you. If Jesus can forgive the men who crucified him then I can forgive you.

We are FREE of you..

I’ve prayed for illusions of what they thought was a father to be lifted and they now see God as their holy father. Luckily the girls have Trace as their earthly father and their love is unconditional.

I hope that during the next few years in jail you will have plenty of time to repent and become closer to God. If you don’t have a bible I will send you one. Leo Britt always said not to poke a skunk but as a Christian I am breaking those chains. I ask you not to confuse my forgiveness as an invitation into our lives. I will not have any future contact unless it is to send you requested literature on your salvation and the word of God.

Side note: I’ve addressed the envelope and the stamp package really cracked me up!

Leslie

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A Letter To Chance

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A Letter To Chance

Dear Chance,

I’ve decided to write you on Tuesdays.

I figure you’re adjusting to your schedule and expectations by now. Things are going fine here. We’re having a graduation party for Lindsey this weekend. I’ve been a busy bee trimming the hedges, searching for cob webs in the corners of the ceiling and tidying away clutter. You know how I clean to perfection. I’m trying to stay calm so that I can enjoy the moment and be myself.

Your sister and your little brother “Greyson” are existing, I wouldn’t call them living.  You know how that ship sails! George wants me to tell you hello and he loves you. Trace is proud of you and knows you will excel in this field. From one geek to another!

I’m connecting to Jesus and God now and here is your prayer..

Dear Heavenly Father,

I want to thank you Lord for Chance. I pray that he stands true to his faith and has the courage to stand strong when challenged. I pray that when he’s stretched and feels he can’t go on one more second that you show him Jesus on the cross. I can do anything physically when I see this through your eyes. Bless Chance with that ability to see with your vision. I pray that when he is hungry and the meal hasn’t completely satisfied his hunger that he can distinguish between the physical and mental hunger. Dear Lord as his mother I pray for you to keep him warm at night with your spirit and comforted when he feels broken. I pray that Chance will seek your face at the beginning of his day so that he can wear you making him better ready for anything that comes his way. I ask the Holy Spirit to control his thinking and renew his mind. Cloth him with your precious, unconditional glorious love.

Sealed with a Amen XX

 

I learned that I had to stop praying to God and pray with him. As I develop my intimacy with him my prayers become more fluent. Sometimes I don’t even know where my words come from. I think a spirit takes over and prays through me. lol

I just read The 1st Core Value of an airman. Wow, that sums you up in a nutshell. I have so much pride in you son.

I love you and miss you.. I miss not being able to text you that when I want.

With Love,

Mom

 

Open Heart, Open Mind

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A few days before Mothers day I was walking out of my bedroom and glanced over to the dresser. Dr.Wayne Dyer’s book “Change Your Thoughts, Change Your Life” was sitting out. I stopped and backed up. Something pulled me back. I picked it up, opened it to a paragraph and read theses words “Keep a open heart”. Sounds simple right..

I grabbed the post it notes off the desk and walked into my bathroom. I wrote ” I am going to keep a open heart and open mind. I commit to going to church Sunday”. I did just that..

Sunday, Mothers Day 2014 we went to the 11:00 service. I was able to bribe #15 into going which was nice. During the service he spoke on many things. The word transgender was even used. Wow.. the moment when you think the pastor knows your deep pain. How? Impossible! During the service I closed my eyes and I felt my eyes roll back in a flutter. I felt this flood enter through my head and fill my chest. I had been only a seven day fast.. I was depleted, conquered, weak BUT I walked in there with a open heart and open mind.

God filled me with his spirit. It’s that simple…

I’m ashamed of my prior writings. I thought of deleting them but something tells me to keep them. Currently, I can’t curse, I can’t drink and I can’t even loose my temper. The man’ and me have joined a spiritual warfare group and a life group. I have so much to write about that has changed me in the last few weeks.  Everything is making sense to me and I feel comforted.

Dear God,

I have felt so unworthy of you. You gave me back my worth. When my days were spinning out of control, you grounded me. When Satan uses his tools of guilt and sin, you have given me armor and wisdom. My tears have become sweet weeping of faith and hope, no longer from the pain. I thank you God, my father, for every breath, I’m honored to fill my chest with your spirit. You’ve replaced my violent flashbacks with images of Jesus nailed to the cross. I wake everyday for weeks with your glorious music in my mind. My feet touch the ground an I thank YOU GOD. I feel your electricity that makes my hands tremble, I feel you and I know you have blessed me. I will not disappoint you dear Lord. I keep seeing flashes of myself cradled in the cusp of your hands surrounded by glorious warm light. These flashes are swift but clear, I know where your are. You’re the song in my wind chimes, you’re the spirit that bridges T’s soul and mine, you’re the smile when I think of my children. You’re my father!

Sealed with a Amen XX