Biblical Deliverance Counselling

Biblical Deliverance Counselling: "Biblical Deliverance Counselling Find freedom and the keys needed to be set free from addictions, abuse of all types, witchcraft, the occult, etc...To be who you were created to be from the very moment God formed you in your mother's womb. You may be pleasantly surprised at who the 'real you' really is!"

I have been asked how I am.

Over the past few days I have been asked how I am. Many of you have looked at me as if I was a little crazy or delusional when I replied “I am fine.” Losing two kids in less than a year and both to drugs is a heavy burden for any parent to carry. And to be honest, if I was looking at things thru eyes of the world, I would definitely have to be sedated. But as a parent who has lost two kids in less than a year, I consider myself fortunate. Fortunate that the last words Billy, Brandi and I spoke to each other was “I love you.” Not many parents get that opportunity and are left with a hole in their heart that sometimes never heals. I’m fortunate because I know where they are. I am fortunate to have been blessed with the time we had together, even though there were a lot of hard times that seemed we would never make it thru. Fortunate, because I know where they are at this very moment. Billy and Brandi gave me the awesome grandkids that a parent could ask for. They loved their kids with all their hearts. Grandkids that will grow up knowing how much their parents loved them and they never intended to leave them behind. Life just became too much for them to bear. No, they didn’t deliberately end their lives. But they did slowly, day by day, kill their souls trying to numb the pain and stress that everyday life had become for them. As does every addict and alcoholic. It’s a full time job being a drug addict. The pay isn’t worth it to be sure. But nevertheless, it seems better to just numb the issues and all that go with it instead of experiencing the pain that it will take to get it out and deal with it. Even though the emotional pain of guilt and shame and failure is short lived, an addict or alcoholic can’t see passed those things to the hope, happiness and freedom that’s on the other side. So they continue in a downward spiral until they hit bottom so hard that some are never able to get back up again. And some lose the will to try. When you shut out pain, you shut out everything else as well. And that includes taking a chance on love. Loving someone, allowing someone to love us, experiencing anything that would be meaningful and good. Because to do so would be opening ourselves to the chance that we would get hurt again. Many of us are unwilling to take that chance because we just don’t have one more left in us. The thing is, we don’t just do it to ourselves. Well intending people in our lives try tough love, some feel that giving us material things will pacify us, others just flat out say “it’s my way or the highway”, just to mention a few. We get so obsessed with trying to force someone to bend their will to match ours, to fulfill the hopes and dreams we have for them and become who we think they should be, that often times we forget that they are created by God to be who they are and that they have hopes and dreams of their own, and by causing or forcing them or bribing them to be something they were never created to be, we throw them off balance. And instead of trying to help them be what they are capable of and the destiny they were created for ---we tighten the screws more, they rebel more we tighten more, they rebel more until they get to the point where they strike out and end up being locked up for most of their lives or are so unhappy with who we have forced them to be that they make their doctors and pharmacies rich off the anxiety and depression medications. 50% of the time, it’s both. And the rest of us walk around scratching our heads wondering why they are behaving so stupidly or we are filled with so much anger because they weren’t who we think they should be and turn our backs on them. And by doing this, we unintentionally have only added more burdens of failure, rejection and hopelessness upon them; pushing them deeper into the quicksand they are already sinking into. All because we didn’t listen and HEAR what their hearts were saying. I am far from a perfect parent, obviously. But I have taught my kids what’s right and what’s wrong. They have been taught to be there for each other and for their family no matter what. No, it doesn’t mean that they have to agree with that the other is doing or even like what they are doing. It means being there if they needed help, even if it is to just sit and listen or talk, to love each other unconditionally, and yes, they have been taught to back each other up if the situation or circumstances called for it. They have been taught to help others out regardless of race, color creed or religious beliefs, to have caring and understanding hearts towards others, and to follow their hearts and pursue their hopes and dreams. What they have done and will do with this, is up to them. As a parent, it’s my job to give them roots. It’s God’s job to give them the wings they will need to reach the destiny He created them for. Kids, or anyone, really, but especially kids in their impressionable years, should be taught to hate what is evil. Not what is different or something they don’t understand. They should never be told they are stupid, worthless, they will never amount to anything, they should never be criticized destructively or put down, especially in the delicate issues of self esteem and self confidence, which are both key to their future. They should never be used as pawns in a power struggle between divorcing parents or feuding relatives. They should never be degraded or demoralized or made to feel guilt and shame at the hands of a supposed adult. Starting life out like this with no outlet or someone to help you understand what you are going thru instead of being told how you should act or feel is where substance abuse begins. The actual usage may not start until later, but the foundation has been set, not in stone, mind you, but set, never the less. And it will take unconditional love, inconvenience and A LOT of patience to break up that foundation and start laying one that is more stable and solid. But it can and should be done. Especially if you care about the future of your children, or anyone for that matter. For those of you who are still using drugs or heavily drinking to the point where it is affecting your daily lives and relationships, I have been in your place. I have felt as you feel, and as most of you know, I have done WAY more than my share of drugs and drinking in the past. I want you to know that it’s not too late for you either. I have grandkids now and I thank God each and every day that they don’t have to see me as I used to be, nor live the life their parents did with me and because of me. We all make mistakes. And as long as we learn from them and change the thinking that caused us to make those mistakes, we can and will have a full and prosperous life in every aspect. It’s not easy pulling yourself out of that quicksand you’ve been stuck in so long that it feels like black tar and molasses. And you can’t do it alone. But it is possible and there are people out there who care and are willing to help. It is worth it. And the view from this side of the quicksand is much less murky. So I hope you can understand now why I say I am fine. Billy and Brandi are happy, safe, their needs are met and they have the most important thing: unconditional love and being in the presence of our Lord and Savior. They are finally free from all that had kept them bound. They are no longer in pain or emotional torment. They are with Jesus, who happens to be my Best Friend. And I wouldn’t trust that which is most precious to me with just anyone... I miss them terribly. They spent as much time horsing around with me as they did hating me, but at least it was a healthy balance. But when it’s all said and done, the love, the kind that really counts, is the glue that held us and holds the rest of us left behind, together. And that will never change. And it is that same love that will keep Billy and Brandi alive in the hearts of their children, whom they loved more than life itself. We will see them again some day. As much as it hurts to lose them now, even more so will be our joy and rejoicing when once again we walk thru those pearly gates ourselves and will wrap our arms around them. Until then, the peace of God will reside in our hearts and spirits, as I pray it does for all of you as well. .