What led me to him

My best saying is “you never know, unless you have a go” we are usually the ones who put up road blocks the devil puts doubt in so you don’t become the person he has destined you to be.

He has NO POWER unless you give it to him (devil). Stop loading the gun for him to pull the trigger.

In my own life the devil messed with everyone around me, he tried to suck the life right out of me and take over my mind. Then a brilliant person who was used by our father said “he has no power, you have the authority” bazinga that hit me.

I hit my emotional brick wall in my life, when that hit I came out fighting and with one thing I would do it right. I would find a way to turn my life into a good life a godly life I will stand in the midst of the battle and what ever it costs I choose life.

This was a turning point in life we can CHOOSE the path least taken that leads to him or the path everyone else takes that leads to death and destruction (meaning spiritually).


When I was a little girl a bad experience happened to me, at the time I was shattered. I went to my mum who at the time did not believe me. But then she could not dispute my reaction and it had to be the truth. I am not sure when if this happened the next day but I cried, which I was told at the time was a sign of weakness.

I begged my mother for a hug, please understand her upbringing was not the best so she had a brick wall up that would have put the great wall of china to shame. Her words to me (which turned out to be a blessing) “oh just go sit in a paddock and talk to God” she was very short and abrupt at the time.

I remember I was so angry that she couldn’t manage that simple act, so I said to myself right I will. I lived in the country so a paddock was not hard to find. I plonked myself down and cried out everything I was broken in spirit. I had nothing left but that moment. I said right I have been lead to believe you exist (not attending church or sunday school the fear of god was something that was put into me daily) I pointed to my house, I said to him “that is not a home that is a house, it’s hell on earth” “that thing that suppose to be related to me is evil” I don’t want to live, I want you to take me now”.

Nothing silence, so in anger I said not knowing the truth “then my soul may as well belong to the devil” my god as I sit here typing this I am back there, I am glad I know the truth. I felt these long claws like skeletal fingers with long nails come out of the ground inside of me, I knew then that this is real, I jumped up and said no “Jesus is my father, not that thing the world says is” I was so frightened I thought oh my god what have I done. I feared I had crossed a line that I was not old enough to understand. I said, I take those words back my soul and my life belong to Jesus (my father).

Then after I got over that shocker, I said, if that just happened then you are there. I demand that you hear me, I cannot live here  anymore it is hell on earth. I felt that I had no one to protect me or that loved me. I really did go for it he got an ear bashing at the time, then in the most precious voice.

I heard “Bronwyn, I will look after you”simple straight forward. I thought then that someone may have snuck up on me to play a joke in my time of despair. I looked around, no it was just me in the middle of no where, so I said what did you just say, again I heard “Bronwyn, I will look after you”.

I had forgotten this part until only a couple of years ago at a conference, I said ok, now I want you to leave a mark on me that is between you and me, I want you to put moles on me and I pointed to a spot on my leg, yes I was specific. Three moles that are a sign to me forever of you, Jesus and the holy spirit.

(Ahead a few years) Bazinga again, here I am sitting at a conference desperate to hear that voice, so pure so power so gentle so everything all rolled into one, absolutely unmistakable. All of a sudden quiet then, “Bronwyn, I left my mark on you. The one you ask for, for I have never left you” it was like a time line back I was making the demand sitting in that paddock. Tears and happiness were flowing in that most precious moment.

Continuing on, I remember being satisfied that I had protection, so I got up and went home. I walked in the back door my mother said to me “where have you been”. With boldness I said, “you told me to go sit in a paddock and talk to God, so I did”. She laughed mockingly then asked did he say anything? My answer yes he did “he told me he would look after me”. She laughed and thought I was nuts, but I didn’t care. How can you make someone understand that, everyone has to experience him in their own way.

With everything I have gone through to date the honest thing I can say is as a child I always said to myself “my life is not suppose to be this way” all the pain and hurt my life it was not suppose to happen.

A Pastor visited from another church, she said if anyone would like prayer see me after. I thought why not, bless her and God for using her. Her first words to me where, God wants you to know your life was not suppose to be that way, all the pain. He had better for you. Another bazinga, I keep using this word because there is no other way of explaining it.

In my home I have prayed about a lot of things but I have found the most awesome KEY.

Lord I know you love me, but I feel you need to fix what is wrong. I don’t know how or when but I GIVE YOU PERMISSION. I want to enjoy what you have for me, so Lord go for it, do what you need to, to get me to where you want me to be.

You don’t have to tell him twice, so began the healing. He is awesome and you know what, be willing to let him change you, to heal you and bring you forward.

You cannot loose, when you loose everything to him. Because he has that and more for you. Be blessed.


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