This is from Kelli Jo...here is her testimony and song that God gave her at 3am... MY DESTIMONY By God, using Kelli Jo 09/04/14 It’s a fight every day, a tug-of-war in my soul. My flesh never stops trying to take control. I cry out in anger, asking the Lord above “why?” Then I’m reminded that he watched his only son die. God, I’m the worst of the worst, saved by the best of the best. Yet, here I am quite alive. It was Jesus Christ laid to rest. The good I should do, I don’t, because the evil is easy. Still you look at me and say, ”child, there’s still time to please me.” Slowly, I’m understanding what it’s like to have a Father. If I’m not living for you, I’m wasting time, so why bother? But I’m so broken, God, you might call me shattered. Then I feel you lift me up, saying “that never mattered.” I’m looking all around for a clear view. I’ve found that it’s not in my rear view. You find the time still, to stop and wait for me. Lord, you do all things you do so patiently. Insanity repeats itself, expecting a different outcome. If you feel what I’m saying, you’re seeing where I come from. Hear me out, this is my living destimony. Before, you might call me an ‘it’s sad-u-see’. Steady pitying myself, becoming an ‘it’s not fair-u-see’. All of this time, God’s quietly speaking, “nothing compares to me.” If you knew me before, you should probably meet me again. Because I’m different now, come on, let’s not pretend. We did the same things before, cuz we were sticks in the mud. It’s time to make a decision, to rise above like the dust. Don’t accept the bottom, n convince yourself it’s the top. Because what is it called when, from the bottom you drop? Some call it hell, I like eternal damnation. Just an empty vessel, lacking any real motivation. Don’t sit quietly, God hears you screaming inside. They say I’m a miracle, because on that day that I died, He breathed life into me, giving me a real chance at life. Times are rough, causing many to become de-sensitized. I found I have a worse case than I ever realized. No sin that the Father finds too much to forgive. My friends, tell him your thoughts, instantly you’ll start to live. Ya’ll may say that I’ve lost it, well yes, I certainly did. I lost the chains of addiction. Because, my life is not a prediction. They say that rehab is for quitters. Well, I quit being a loser. As satan stalked me, asking “what’s the best way to confuse her?” It takes a much bigger person to say enough is enough. It takes Gods love to call the lame out on their bluff. Guess what, I’ll be the Jesus freak, yeah, I’ll take a stand. Because I’m never alone, walking with Christ hand in hand.
Posted on: Fri, 26 Sep 2014 18:01:17 +0000
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