Say #METOO to Jesus – Part 2
From Victim to Victor:
One Woman’s Testimony of Healing Through Faith
(Continued from Say #METOO to Jesus Part 1)
Poor Choices, Poor Results
Perhaps in part because I was victimized, but primarily because of my own poor moral choices as a young woman, I struggled with fear-based thinking, an impure thought life and a broken self-image for years. I had chosen to ignore Biblical precepts on moral purity during that formative time in my life (in my late teens and early twenties), even though I knew better. It took a toll on me emotionally. In short, I too often chose to be with men who did not treat me well. I lacked any real self-confidence, and covered it over with a smile, as many women do, including women in the Church. I was broken and wounded and searching on the inside, but smiling on the outside. Underneath the smile there was invisible pain and buried anger. And I had no idea there was hope for what was hurting inside me.
I had been raised attending a variety of Protestant churches in America, but I simply lacked a real, living faith in God. I never recall hearing, in the churches I grew up attending, that God could heal me, spiritually, physically, emotionally or in any other way. They just never seemed to mention it. It was all rote religious ritual, incomprehensible tradition, boring routine and none of it made any sense. Maybe that’s why I tuned out from faith and walked away from the Church in my late teens through my early-twenties. I was an agnostic, at best, during those first 5 undergrad and grad school years, and openly mocked those “Bible thumpers” who occasionally appeared in the public square on my campus. What a mistake! I had backslidden from my childhood faith and the superficial commitment I had made to Christ, as a pre-teen, simply hadn’t taken ‘root’ in my heart. In Law School, of all places, a classmate invited me back to Church and I went! I finally became a spiritual seeker.
Lost in the suburbs, found by Jesus on the Cul-de-Sac
Fast forward to my late twenties and early thirties. Marriage. Two kids. I lived in a house in the suburbs on the cul-de-sac. We had all the ‘stuff’ of the proverbial American dream. I had increased the church attendance I had revisited in Law School, and had begun to realize, at some level, that I was ‘papering-over’ some deep-seated pain. But this time, I began to seek the God of the Bible for myself, on the pages of the Bible. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but I knew there had to be more. I figured that if the Bible was the best-selling book of all time, I should probably read it and figure out what all the fuss was about. After all, with seven years of higher education under my belt, I’d read a lot of other books. The difference was, this one was alive.
Then I nearly died. That was the wake-up call I needed! Suffice it to say, I picked up my Bible; this time with a sincere, desperate, humbled heart, and in an instant, I met the author of the book, the Holy Spirit. He revealed Jesus to me. In short, I became a Christian in a split second, through revelation of the truth of God’s Word. That was on April 11, 2002. You can read more of my conversion testimony on my website, https://janetdecaster.com/about. That night my inner healing began, from the inside out. It is an inner healing that has continued and deepened from that day to this, over the past nearly 16 years. It is a continuing process, but I am a completely different person today, because it is real. According to 2 Corinthians 5:17, “This means that anyone who belongs to Christ has become a new person. The old life is gone; a new life has begun!” That is most definitely true in my life.
I soon learned that true freedom could come through real repentance (honest confession of sin, seeking God’s forgiveness and turning away from that sin with the help of the Holy Spirit). I began to receive His forgiveness and to forgive myself. As I grew stronger in Christ, and read my Bible each day, I also learned to release the pain of the past, and to forgive those who’d hurt me. Fellowship with a community of Christians at a vibrant local church, daily prayer and Bible study became the norm for me. The more I sought God, the more His peace and joy was the rule, rather than the exception, in my life.
His Healing Power
As I read and re-read the Bible, I found many examples of Jesus’ healing power and the same healing power that continued through the first believers after Pentecost. Faith for my own healing, and the healing of others, began to grow in my heart. I began to seek out Christian ministries where they believed that the whole Bible was true and that God could heal people emotionally and physically, in addition to the greatest spiritual healing of salvation. In short, I devoured the Word of God on the topic of healing. Eventually, I went to Bible training school and also took great on-line Bible training courses with my Church fellowship (the Assemblies of God). Year-after-year I have attended many training seminars and revival conferences on healing prayer. I have been blessed with incredibly gifted and dedicated mentors as well, and have submitted myself to their training for years. I didn’t go to seminary. I didn’t have the time or money. I was a busy, multi-tasking Mom with some very challenging life circumstances. I guess I went to the school of the Holy Spirit. I became a very active volunteer and later staff Pastor to women at a local Church. Eventually, I was licensed and ordained for ministry. I had clearly heard and obeyed the still, small voice of the Holy Spirit calling me to lead others to be healed by Jesus’ love. Now I’ve been called to write and speak to a broader audience.
Isaiah 61:1-3 (NLT)
The Spirit of the Sovereign Lord is upon me,
for the Lord has anointed me
to bring good news to the poor.
He has sent me to comfort the brokenhearted
and to proclaim that captives will be released
and prisoners will be freed.
He has sent me to tell those who mourn
that the time of the Lord’s favor has come,
and with it, the day of God’s anger against their enemies.
To all who mourn in Israel,
he will give a crown of beauty for ashes,
a joyous blessing instead of mourning,
festive praise instead of despair.
In their righteousness, they will be like great oaks
that the Lord has planted for his own glory.
Find out more about how I was healed from the inside out in:
Say #METOO to Jesus: Part 3
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