I was born into a religious family and always had a strong belief in God. As a child, I prayed often and attended church regularly. However, as I grew older, I began to question my faith. I started to read about other religions and explore different spiritual beliefs. This journey has led me to develop my own spiritual practice which includes elements of Christianity, Buddhism, and meditation.
Although I was raised in a specific religion, I never felt fully comfortable with it. It wasn’t until I began exploring other beliefs that I found my own path. My spirituality is constantly evolving as I learn more about the world and myself. Every day, I am grateful for the opportunity to grow closer to God through my own unique journey.
I was prophesied to about my calling on my life, and when I received my gifts of the spirit, one of the most significant events in my spiritual life occurred. On September 10, 1999, I was at church when my pastor was praying for individuals to obtain healing, blessings, confirmations of Something God had spoken to them and be set free from unclean spirits through the laying on of hands and Holy Spirit’s movement. The church was a modest mobile home in Panama City, Florida with a seating capacity of only 40 people.
The pastor had just placed his hand on my forehead to pray for me when he suddenly stopped, looked at me and said “I see a sword. The Lord is showing me a sword and He is saying that you are a warrior. You are called to be a warrior.” I didn’t know what to say or think. No one in my family was military, we were all civilians except for my grandfather who was in the merchant marine during WWII.
The next day I went to work and told one of my co-workers what had happened. He looked at me and said “You know, I think God is calling you into the ministry.” Until that day, I had never even considered being a minister or working in the church.
A few weeks later, I was sitting at home watching TV when I suddenly felt the presence of God in the room and heard Him speak to me. He said “I have called you to be a warrior for Me. I have chosen you to go into battle for My people.” From that moment on, my life was changed forever.
I began attending church regularly and studying the Bible. I started going to prayer meetings and fasting. My relationship with God grew stronger and stronger each day. In 2002, I was baptized in water and filled with the Holy Spirit with the evidence of speaking in tongues.
Since then, God has continued to bless me and use me in many ways. He has given me a heart for prayer and intercession, a love for His Word, and a passion to see people set free from the bondage of sin. He has called me to be a warrior in the spiritual realm and to fight against the enemy’s plans and schemes.
I am so thankful for everything that God has done in my life and for the calling He has placed on my life. I know that He has great things in store for me and I am excited to see what the future holds.
It had cheap, white paneling on the walls and bluish-grey hard knit carpet on the floor. My pastor was dressed in a grey three-piece suit standing in front of the church facing the congregation and the co-pastor dressed in a two-piece tan suit was standing to his right ready to catch anyone who was overcome by the Holy Spirit.
I was eleven years old and had never been to a church service like this one before. My father had recently joined the church and my mother, sister, and I had followed suit. This was my first time hearing my father preach.
The service began with hymns played on an electric organ and led by the choir. Next, the congregation was asked to stand for the reading of scripture followed by a short prayer. After everyone was seated, my father began his sermon.
He spoke about how we are all sinners and how we need to be saved by Jesus Christ. He talked about how Jesus died on the cross for our sins and how he rose from the dead three days later.
My father then asked if anyone in the congregation would like to accept Jesus into their hearts and be saved. A few people went up to the front of the church and knelt down at the altar.
I remember thinking to myself that I needed to be saved too. I didn’t want to go up to the front by myself, so I waited until everyone else had gone back to their seats before making my way up to the altar.
I knelt down and prayed that Jesus would come into my heart and save me from my sins. I felt a warmth in my chest and tears streaming down my face. I knew that I had been saved.
During the week before a woman who has been confined to a wheelchair for 15 years since attempting suicide is able to stand up and walk. I witnessed these wonders, as well as many more. Because of the supernatural events I had seen God perform there, I knew that anything was achievable because of the miracles I had witnessed.
I knew the God of this church was a loving God because I saw his love manifested through the people who attended there. They were always willing to help anyone in need and they were always friendly and welcoming.
I also knew that God was a forgiving God because I saw people who had made mistakes in their lives be forgiven and restored to fellowship. This was the kind of God I wanted to serve, a God who was loving, forgiving, and powerful.
I decided to make this church my home and committed my life to serving God. Since then, my life has never been the same. I have seen countless miracles happen in my life and in the lives of others.
I have seen people who were once addicted to drugs and alcohol be set free and restored to fellowship. I have seen marriages that were on the verge of divorce be saved and healed. I have seen sick people healed and people who were once bound by fear and despair set free.
All of these things I have seen happen because of the power of God working in this church. This is why I am grateful to be a part of this church and to serve the God that I serve. He is a loving, forgiving, and powerful God who is able to do anything. Thank you for reading my spiritual autobiography.