Jesus Heals

I have to preach what I’m practicing, or what I’ve been through. This was my reality… this is how I found God, found better.

I was overweight, depressed, stressed, childhood trauma. One night changed my life…. Led into something else changing my life forever…

My encounter with Jesus Christ. I bled for 2 years straight. He healed me. The holy presence was undeniable. Now I see why the unforgivable sin is blaspheme of the Holy Spirit “I promise you that any of the sinful things you say or do can be forgiven, no matter how terrible those things are. But if you speak against the Holy Spirit, you can never be forgiven. That sin will be held against you forever.” — Mark 3:28-29

I am not a medical doctor, but a licensed bodywork and massage therapist.

Bodywork: a broad term for hands-on therapies manipulating soft tissues (muscles, fascia, etc.) to improve physical and mental well-being. Views the body as interconnected, addressing physical symptoms, emotional stress, and mental patterns.

Surrender and submit to God. He’s pure, we have to clean ourselves up to experience the Holy Spirit

Finger print, we all feel different but we’re all going through the same. “Resist him, steadfast in the faith, knowing that the same afflictions are accomplished in your brethren who are in the world.” 1 Peter 5:9

The whole world is looking for Love. God is love… we chase and turn our back on God, but he doesn’t turn his back on us (traps, erector spinae). Abdominals, falling for anything/the beast system.

Like all of us, I was born in sin. The issues I had were before me. Stress from my mother passed down. Her mother raised me, she passed when I was 9. I’ve had multiple encounters with Jesus. My mind and body was so twisted up in difficulty. Everything felt heavy. My mother never spent quality time with my brother and I, connecting with us face to face. Going through a period of being abandoned when her mother passed. My brother and I taking care of each other. When I needed her most, she wasn’t there. I could feel my mind deteriorating.

I never had a stable environment. I was not still enough to know God. But I believed in him

Fast forward to 2016. I was in my darkest of days. Over 500lbs, had the spirit of depression, suicide etc. robbed at gunpoint. I could feel both hemispheres on my brain recalibrating. No one cared.

I could slowly feel a call. It took 5mo before I heard that still faint voice. Instructing me to start taking care of my body. I was present in my flesh. I started weeping: “how could I do this to myself”.

I didn’t make excuses. I’d take whatever money I had to buy a pack of water, a bag of apples. The more effort I put in, the more God blessed me with more. For 3 months I ate light foods.

One day, I was clean enough to have a visitation with the Holy Spirit. It was trippy.