Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.
Hebrews 11:1
Consequently, faith comes from hearing the message, and the message is heard through the word of Christ.
Romans 10:17
For this reason, make every effort to add to your faith goodness; and to goodness, knowledge; and to knowledge, self-control; and to self-control, perseverance; and to perseverance, godliness; and to godliness, brotherly kindness; and to brotherly kindness, love. For if you possess these qualities in increasing measure, they will keep you from being ineffective and unproductive in your knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ.
2 Peter 1:5-8
Hello Faithful Survivor!
Without
faith it is impossible to please God. I have experienced that having this kind of faith means being active, not sitting back and dwelling on negative challenges that have occured in my life. It means loving and believing in yourself and using the transforming power of God's Holy Spirit to move my life forward. There was a time when I felt that I would never get past the pain, shame, guilt, self-worthlessness, and feeling like everybody knew that I had been victimized. Although I was constantly reminded that I was the opposite of these things, I still could not shake these feelings.
It was a crisp cold Thanksgiving afttenoon in 1996. My Auntie BB called my mom and said, "Big Sis, we are taking Babygirl to Momma's for Thanksgiving; it's time for her to get out of that house!" My mom answer, "I don't think she'll go; I can't get her to leave that room. She goes to the bathroom and back." "Well she's geting out of there today. Watch what I tell you." My Auntie BB showed up in the doorway of my mom's bedroom where I was sitting down watching t.v. She said, "Get dressed, we goin' to Momma's." I answered, "I don't wanna go; he's going to see me." I was convinced that my attacker was posted up on the roof of the house across the street from my mom's house waiting for me to come out so that he could shoot and kill me. So of course, I had no plans to EVER leave my mom's house. Auntie BB would not take no for an answer. She said, "Babygirl you will be fine. Just have enough
faith in God to protect you when you walk outside of this old house, 'cause He will; I know it." Auntie BB convinced me to get dressed and we started out the door. I asked her to go ahead of me and open the car door so I could run from the house to the car and jump in. Reluctantly, she carried out my request. I zippered my coat all the way up to my neck, pulled the huge hood over my head and tied it as tightly as I could only revealing my eyes. Then I began to pray, "Lord please protect me from this awful person on the roof across the street. He knows I told the police, please don't let him shoot me in front of my mommy and Auntie BB; it would devastate them. In Jesus name amen." I ran at top speed from the house, to the car, jumped in and we drove off.
We had a great Thanksgiving dinner at my grandmother's house that year. It was wonderful seeing all of my family members; the outpouring of love and support that I received was priceless. Needless to say, my attacker had not set up shop on the roof across the street from my mom's house, nor did I get shot. I later learned in therapy that these thoughts were a symptom of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder or PTSD. I thank God for my Auntie BB who taught me a lot about faith that day. I would often pray to God to remove those negative feelings that I had of myself and replace them with positive ones. I had
faith enough to believe that I could overcome being broken in so many pieces; and I did. Where is your
faith?
With love,
Phynyxx Skyy
Jesus replied, "I tell you the truth, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, "Move from here to there' and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you."
Matthew 17:20