Read Marcie's story of how Jesus set her free from childhood abuse, grief from the loss of a child, depression, anxiety and suicide!..............
From as long as I can remember my childhood was turbulent, witnessing abuse from my father to my mother. My father was an alcoholic. When you are so young you do not think about how this will affect your affective development. But trauma sticks!
In my early thirties my husband and I lost our second child. Jay was just a baby. My heart had been pulled out of my chest and crushed. Depression, debilitating panic attacks and daily anxiety filled me. I was numb, empty, and suicidal. The only thing that gave me some kind of reprieve was Xana’s. Which I became addicted to.
I had trauma from my childhood, the death of our much-wanted baby and the impact his passing had on me. I had done a decent job at blaming myself for Jay’s death, the guilt ate me up and I ended up having a mental breakdown. As time went on, I learnt how to put on a brave face but inside was a shaking mess and just wanting it to stop. I longed to be well again! I did manage to get well, as best I could, but there was always a weight to carry.
The beginning of 2024 bought more than its fair share of stress. My immediate family was being attached from all sides, keeping it together was strenuous and heavy. At this same time, our church life was being hammered too. This effected our whole family, not just me.
I decided I cannot keep carrying the emotional weight around any longer. I was mentally done and so tired from reassembling myself over and over. God put Freedom and Fire right in front of me. No joke -right in front of me in my own home in January 2024.
In May 2024 I spent what seemed like 2 hours, more like 6 hours with two incredibly gifted, intuitive, amazing ladies from Freedom & fire. I was completely astounded at how I reacted to the ancestral curses and forgiveness soul ties that were extracted. To feel and witness how much God loves me by his actions that day, it is difficult to describe. I find myself lost for words, but I am FREE. I walked out of that building wanting to get on the roof and shout out to everyone what had happened. I do not have that backpack of emotional garbage anymore. It does not mean that life is all daffodils and freesias but knowing I have a God who can work in me, for me and love me like that, is all I need. Thank you, Jesus!
Isaiah 61:3
to grant to those who mourn in Zion - to give them a beautiful headdress instead of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of mourning, the garment of praise instead of a faint spirit; that they may be called oaks of the righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that he may be glorified.