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The image at the left is my eighth grade commencement. (Forget about the unpleasant peach gown with puffy sleeves 😂 ). As you'll discover, I am pinching my arm and biting my lip. I am having a first-rate panic assault right here. I used to scratch and pinch myself after i felt worry; the way to numb the soreness. The following, and for a few years, I used to be certain by way of my concern, chained to that id. 8th

Till the sunshine of Christ peirced the darkness, through His brilliant love, by means of the blood of the Lamb, set me loose. 🙌 ⛓

The image at the left is the flexibility of Christ breaking in the course of the powers of darkness, giving me freedom. Freedom from concern, melancholy, suicide.... Worship turned into my perfect weapon. It truly is yours too. You'll be unfastened!! 🙌 🙌 🙌 🙏 🙏 🙏 ❤️

"If the Son units you loose, you might be loose certainly."
John eight:36