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(2 Peter 2:19) "For a man is a slave to whatever has mastered him.”
Keep the tissues to hand as you read Sally Ann's testimony ...
"My family was riddled with Freemasonry, my grandfather being a grand master, and somewhere down the line, I understood that I had been promised to the devil at my birth. I was born into a wealthy family and had everything money could buy. Then my grandfather died, and everything was lost to my father’s alcoholism. Even though I was born and brought up in God fearing southern Ireland, I became a rebel. I was pulled towards alcohol abuse, and through that, I slept around and finally got into drugs. Eventually, I met a charming man, and after a whirlwind romance, we got married. He turned out to be an alcoholic, a career criminal and a drug dealer! Unfortunately, this path would turn out to be my darkest nightmare! I soon progressed to injecting intravenously, and as I developed my thirst, I became addicted to cocaine, magic mushrooms, heroin, LSD, cannabis, in fact, anything! We had no income, so I, too, had to learn how to be a dealer! My husband was a hard heroin addict who beat me often, and as he always wanted more and more money to feed his habit, he pushed me into prostitution as well as posing for pornography. I don’t quite know how, but from there, I got into witchcraft! So, I was enslaved to the devil. I was enslaved to my husband. I was enslaved to intravenous drugs, and as we had no other income, I was enslaved to being a drug dealer! Whenever I attempted to quit, I would endure such excruciating pain that I was enslaved to pain, too—pain if I took the drugs, and pain if I didn’t! Long story short, my husband was found dead of an overdose, and so I married my second husband (another alcoholic drug addict)! I couldn’t see any way out of the slavery and bondage, and couldn't go on, so I decided to end it all … I gathered up every pill I could find, made my way to a public toilet and screamed out to GOD, “Hey! I know you’re real (because of what I’d seen during witchcraft ceremonies). You can see that I’m at the end! I can’t go on any further—what are you going to do about it? GOD responded in a loud voice that scared me and shook the toilet walls: “I AM,” and then BOOM—He hit me with the Holy Spirit. I lay there shocked and stunned in the filth and stench of a public toilet, but from that moment, I was completely delivered. FREE from everything, anything and everyone that had enslaved me! Thank You Jesus."
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Let us pray, "Heavenly Father, I thank you for setting me free from sin, fear, and the consequences of my old life. You have given me a new identity in you, and I am grateful for the freedom to live a life of righteousness, purpose, and joy. Help me to embrace this freedom, live boldly, and reflect your love to others." Amen!
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