HalleluYAH! I am a witness to Yah’s grace and mercy. He brought me out of darkness into His marvelous light. You see from my experience, these are not mere words on a page or lyrics to a song but a testimony of Yah’s immeasurable love.
Often times the redeemed of Yah are held in the shackles of fear. We allow the adversary to convince us that exposing our past transgressions will only bring about judgment from our brothers and sisters. The truth is that being transparent with one another only yields an impenetrable body of MessiYah.
We, the set-apart servants of Yah, chose to humble ourselves, pray, seek His face and turn from our wicked ways thus, Yah has forgiven us: why then are we allowing the adversary to bring condemnation? The reason is that we have been conditioned by the world to keep our “skeletons hidden in the closet.”
Our past is not a weakness. It unmistakably illuminates Yah’s esteem and deliverance power. Now that through MessiYah Yahoshua we are overcomers, it is our duty and privilege to help others do the same. One of the most powerful tools that our Father has given us is our testimony. It builds a bridge of commonality for us to reach the lost sheep of Israel.
I would like to share with you all exerts from the autobiography that I composed for graduate school admissions at Emory University. I was accepted to the Master of Divinity program at Candler School of Theology; however I declined the invitation because Yah brought me out of darkness into His marvelous light. HalleluYAH!
“I have always maintained a relationship with Yahoshua through prayer; however I was not necessarily intentional about keeping His commandments until age twenty-two when I gave up my life to serve and follow Him. Since that time I have endured constant trials and tribulation, nonetheless Yah has carried me safely through them all. My faith has been strengthened and I am maturing in the MessiYah daily.
I want to begin by exploring my early childhood experiences. I will then advance to my adulthood and proceed chronologically. My mother and biological father never married, however they continued their relationship for four years after my birth. At age seven my mother married my stepfather. Promptly after the wedding he became very abusive. To preserve my sanity, I heavily involved myself in school. I excelled in academics and participated in many extra curricular activities. My first semester in college was painless. I made the dean’s honor roll and founded a national sorority on campus. It was not until second semester that all of my unresolved trauma from childhood began to resurface. At first I could not identify the problem. I visited a therapist and still could not reconcile my past. My grades began to suffer as I gradually progressed into a deep depression. I concealed the dark unknown pain in my heart by turning to the world. Shortly thereafter, I found myself lost in darkness, searching in all of the wrong places for fulfillment. Immaturely, I decided to get married. After the wedding I could not understand why I was having serious emotional challenges