3 Times the Devil Tried to Destroy Me and 3 Times He Failed.

Story submitted by Gabby V.

“The first time was when I was in my mother’s womb. She had a very bad pregnancy. The doctors said that when I come out, I was going to die instantly. One day, my mother went to church and my cousin wanted to go up for prayer. She asked my mother to go up with her so my mom went.

Instead of the preacher praying for my cousin, he prayed for my mother and my mother felt the presence of God healing me. While that was happening, no one could touch my mother until God was finished with her. I was born on February 19,1997 as the healthiest premature baby born 2 months early.

The second time, I GOT MY LICENSE! I was a 17-year-old teen with her license and a car! My sister was sitting in the passanger seat with me and my friend was sitting in the back. We wanted pizza! If you’re from Elizabeth, New Jersey you would know that route 1&9 is always packed. As a new driver, I didn’t want to wait in traffic so  I made a turn into a one-way street. When I realized where I was going, I hit a pole because there was a car heading my direction. It was because of God that I could get out of the wreck without a scratch, without hurting my sister or my friend and, without completely wrecking the car! God is good!

The third time, I ate spoiled chicken. Yes! I know, chicken! How? That’s my question EXACTLY! No one knew what I had at the time. I was lying in bed for 3 months vomiting and with diarrhea every single day. I was ordered to take some pills. I lost about 30 pounds because of this. I didn’t know what a good sleep was for 3 months because I had the chills in the middle of night… Every night. Doctors kept telling me I had the flu and that I had the stomach virus but no one could figure exactly what virus or infection I had. Salmonella is some very very very very bad bacteria. You could die from salmonella poisoning if you have for too long. I had the bacteria in my system for 3+ months. My aunt, my church, my parents and, my family all gathered around me and prayed. God healed me instantly! I received antibiotic shots and I was done. I never experienced something like that ever again.

God has a plan for each one of you that is reading this right now. Trust me, you would not be here if he didn’t have a plan. So, trust in Him.

The devil tried to destroy me and failed! He knows that God has me under His wing and nothing will happen unless God says otherwise!”

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Remembering Past = Faith for the Future

I love to see how far I’ve come in this Christian walk. I enjoy going back to old blogs remembering how I felt when I wrote them, remembering how some blogs were written out of spite or out of anger. I look back and remembered how I felt; as if I knew it all. No way am I going to knock myself down for it. Those feelings were genuine and just because it isn’t relevant now doesn’t mean that it’s not important. 

It’s sad how we sometimes feel the best solution to our mind battles is to pretend the past never existed. We drown in our guilt from past decision or past mistakes instead of embracing them just as Psalms 77:11 says. 

Is it hard to remember how the Lord delivered us from our errors? Is it difficult to review all the times the Lord blessed us despite of our foolishness. Is it hard to be honest with our mistakes and to not…pretend. I have to admit, these things can be difficult for some including myself. It’s hard for me to admit to MYSELF that I carry envy in my heart. An envy that I still ask God why its presence still exists in me. I’m learning today that God uses my struggle to remind me what He took me out of. To remind me that although people can do what I wish I can do or posses what I wish I had doesn’t mean that I am less than (<). It means that I am not meant to be anyone else. That God has blessed me in specific areas according to HIS will. Not mine. 

See, it’s not terrible to admit to your sin. It’s not terrible to hold onto a piece of your past. It isn’t the end of the word if you be just a little transparent. Being honest and looking back to the days of old shouldn’t bring you to a bad place rather, it should bring you to a new place. A place where you begin to see some change in your being. The way you walk, talk and act. 

No I won’t go back and delete previous blogs or delete previous statuses on my Facebook or remove old photos from my IG. I’m happy. If you don’t like me at my state of growing and learning, than you won’t like me now cuz guess what? 

I am still growing and learning.