Damaged Foundation
In my testimony, I (DeAnn) discuss several generational curses, such as rejection, addiction, abuse, and fear. When the Lord intervened, I realized I had been attempting to build my life on a damaged foundation. I came to understand the importance of renewing my mind through the cleansing power of the Word of God. I trained myself to filter my thoughts through Scripture, guided by the Holy Spirit.
Once the negative thoughts flooding my mind subsided, I let my guard down, mistakenly assuming that the battle was over and the spiritual assault had ended. In hindsight, I can see clearly that the assault did not stop; it simply changed tactics. Our lives continued to be overwhelmed, with one troubling event leading to the next. If luck existed, one might think ours was quite terrible.
Knowing very little about real spiritual warfare, I took my eyes off Jesus and allowed a flood of problems to consume my thoughts. Our family wasn’t the only one affected; nearly everyone who fellowshipped with us felt the impact. One by one, we watched our brothers and sisters revert to old, ungodly habits. Despite this, we tried to stay afloat and remain faithful amidst the turmoil. Although our bodies and hearts were worn out, our spirits remained resilient. God was faithful.
The enemy launched a final assault. The winds grew erratic, and the waters roared. He unleashed fiery darts aimed directly at the strongholds of fear and rejection that lingered in my mind. Instead of resisting the accusations, I chose to accept them. Yet, even in that confused and painful state, I recognized that serving God was far better than any alternative. Kurt and I held on through the turmoil, and eventually, the Lord intervened and calmed the storm.
