Now looking back from a young age I was always very in tuned. I was open to the spiritual world and to my downfall. At a young age I had an imaginary friend, this friend possessed me and made me wonder into the spiritual realm. From a young age I became an addict and suffered through sin. Not just that, but I was being attacked by demons, my family couldn't understand why I was screaming, covering my ears hearing things, like that time I jumped down a whole flight of stairs, or waking up with marks and something in my room moving.
Or perhaps when I started to see things and created a coping mechanism: Hear, see and feel. I still am to this day telling them, because I knew if I didn't understand they wouldn't. This caused me to have terrible sleep paralysis, anxiety and because of my sinful ways from a young age, terrible anger and behaviour. I started getting sleep paranoia and not to mention: I was terribly bullied for most of my young school years. I was seen as "Different", this made me become more defensive and ready to fight.
But one day my life changed. From what I can remember, at the age of 16, I picked up an old bible in my families playroom, with the intent to read it: from a young age we would go to church on Christmas, as we are Christians, but none of us ever tried and didn't see its importance. So, I decided to read it and one night changed the course of my life: I was away from home, sharing a room with my mum and I started to hear a noise, the cars and outside noises started to fade and this isolated sound of echoed footsteps walking down stairs amplified from my bed frame, everything almost became blurry and my body started shaking immensely, I thought I was dying, it was like my Soul came out of my body and I was watching myself.
Then it faded, every sound, including my mum sleeping came back and I went to sleep. After this moment a multitude of visions, dreams and visistations came to me: Seeing heaven and hell, talking to Jesus {many times} and more. I Felt the power of the spirit shining from within me and I could almost emit it from my body. I started prophesying and even got some family on board.
Jesus was speaking to me on a daily and the power of God overcame me. The demons and night terrors would flee when I mentioned the name of Jesus Christ, even in one dream when I was chased in hell, I heard God answer me and he took me away. But now I stand, years later with a ministry God had blessed, with the ability to overcome daily struggles I have.
Knowing that, that young girl all those years ago would be so proud and wouldn't comprehend what could become of her. With so many stories to tell and experiences lived, I am still learning Gods great tests, the struggles and attacks remind me of who I am in Christ and I know I am free.