Freedom Found Through the Open Door

Exactly one month ago, a friend of mine came up to me at church while I was praying. She said, "I can see you, Jewell. I can see a door, and it's wide open. God is waiting for you to go through that wide open door." 

Exactly one week ago, at a church service that I missed, the guest pastor preached about an open door. He mentioned that miracles were going to take place as people went through that open door. 

It's no coincidence that one month ago, I was prophesied to about that open door. No coincidence at all. 

TONIGHT is the night that I finally let go of fear and walked through the open door. 

Tonight's service started out like any other service would. It instantly started to change, though. As a Holy Ghost fire started to blow through the house, I started to feel major conviction. I got nervous, so I migrated to the back of the room where I thought my nerves would settle down. 

Well, I was about ten thousand percent wrong about that one. 

My big brother, Daniel, came back and started to talk to me. He told me that Jesus wanted me. He told me that it was time to stop being scared and running away. 

Then, Steve, whom was like a father figure for the longest time to me, came up to me. He started to talk to me. He told me that God was ready to heal my mind. He told me that God was waiting for me to make the first move, and that I had to go up for prayer. He told me that it was time to stop running. 

By the time they were both done talking to me, I was sobbing, and I knew that it was finally time to change. 

As I slowly made my way up to the front, I continued to weep. I couldn't stop. 

The hardest part came next: walking up the first step to get prayed for. But, once I made that step, there was no turning back. 

When I got up there, I instantly broke down and could not stop crying. I had no words, and my breathing was irregular. My hands started to get clammy, and I got that feeling in my gut that God was about to move. 

As instantly as I sat down, people who I love and who love me back unconditionally surrounded me and laid hands on me and began to pray for me. More people were whispering in my ear that it was time to stop running. 

Then, the same person who prophesied to me about the open door came over and began to speak to me again. She reminded me of what she told me exactly one month ago. Then, she said that it was time to go through it. So, I did. I began to pray. Loudly. And, when I opened my mouth, God began to move in such a strong way. I began to shake, and as I was crying out to my Jesus, I could feel things leaving me. It was so supernatural and amazing. It's like there were chains literally falling off of me and hitting the ground. Things that were in my mind felt like they actually grew wings and took off out of me. 

I felt depression leave me. 

I felt anxiety leave me. 

I felt the spirit of torment FINALLY leave me. 

I felt the desire and craving for alcohol leave me. 

*whew-I have goosebumps as I'm typing this* 

I felt generational curses leave me. 

I felt the pill addiction leave me. 

I felt the desire to smoke leave me. 

I felt the spirit of loneliness leave me. 

I felt my back pain that I've been having lately leave me. 

I felt my stomach pain leave me. 

Allergies... Desires... Temptations... Cravings... Unholiness... It all left me. 

I felt all of my fear FINALLY leave me. 

EVERYTHING FINALLY LEFT ME. 

I am FREE!!!! 

I found my freedom through the open door. 

Thank You, Jesus for freeing me!!!!