My Testimony given at Life Center Church Dunwoody, GA
Freedom Explosion
March 26, 2011

I want to thank Jehovah Rapha, the Lord my healer, for all He has done for me – for His faithfulness – for never giving up on me – for loving me in spite of my anger toward Him.

I thank God for this church, which is so appropriately named, Life Center. God has used people in this church to bring life back to me. I thank God for Dorathy and the many workshops she's lead where she shared from her heart and life, touching mine. I thank God for the prophetic words spoken over me here, which gave me, hope. I thank God for last weekend where I had the privilege of going through 15 hours of ministry with Sharon and Rosetta using these principles being taught here today which brought freedom in my life.

I love how God orchestrates things in my life – how He directs my path – my path to wholeness. At the New Years Eve service here, God used Sharon to give me a prophetic word where she said, “2011 is the year of the Father. I'm going to Father you, Peggy Jo, like you've never been fathered before. Even as the snow that came on Christmas day, that freshness, that briskness – new life that's going to spring up from the dead …” God used Sharon who gave me this word to fulfill it along with Rosetta on March 19, 2011.

I was like the man in Mark 5 who lived among the tombs (death). Tombs are monuments set up to cause a perpetual remembrance. They are soul wounds – monuments inside my soul that caused me to be perpetually affected by that event that happened years ago. I was living among the tombs. I was living out of the woundedness of my soul. Deep wounds - deep emotions that had been buried in my soul. Out of these woundings I formed ungodly beliefs. Along with every ungodly belief, I made a promise, a vow. This vow was my shield to try and protect myself from being hurt/wounded in this way again.

Because of the sexual abuse I went through as a child, I had an ungodly belief that if I really needed God, He was not going to be there for me. So I made a vow not to trust anyone, not even God. This is an example of a big tombstone I had been living among for years.

These tombs were not erected all at once, but hurt by hurt, year by year. Neither has God demolished them all at once, but little by little.

Little by little I'm changing, I'm growing
Little by little I hope that its showing
I'm not who I'll be, I'm not who I was
I'm somewhere in the middle
But God is changing me, little by little

Last weekend God dealt with my distortions, my ungodly beliefs, of who God the Father is which resulted from two huge tombstones: my dad's death and the sexual abuse by my stepfather. I didn't like the word father. I couldn't stand father's day. I was so angry with God the Father for my dad's death, He didn't heal him, and for not protecting me and allowing me to be sexually abused. I didn't want to live forever because I didn't want to go to heaven and be with God and the only other option was hell and I didn't want to go there. I saw God the Father as a perpetrator.

Just as God loved that man in Mark 5 and He came to set him free – God loves Peggy Jo. He came where I was living among the tombs in my soul and through His love and mercy began to demolish them – one by one – piece-by-piece. There were many things through the years He's been using to chisel away the tomb. I'd like to share a few huge cracks that lead to the destruction of a major tomb.

I went to “A Journey to Healing Retreat” in Jacksonville, FL where God took me to a favorite picture of me sitting on my dad's knee. Then I saw me sitting on God the Father's knee. Jesus was standing in front of me with a big smile on His face and He said, “This is the Father I want you to know.”

I went to a True Identity Seminar where I saw the video clip, “The Father's Love Letter.”

I listened to a CD and then went to Dorathy's workshop on the orphan spirit.

I went to Hendersonville, NC for 15 hours of RTF ministry and got in touch with my anger and ungodly beliefs about God the Father.

I came to Freedom Explosion in Nov. and heard about how according to the Hebraic calendar that this is the “year of the Father” and I got a glimmer of hope that God would heal this long lasting wound – this huge tomb in my soul.

I got the prophetic word from Sharon on New Years Eve.

Little by little – layer-by-layer – crack by crack – God was preparing me for demolition day March 19, 2011.

On that day I went back to that little 10-year-old child who had just lost her daddy and I poured out my feelings – I poured out my complaints – I poured out my broken, wounded heart before the Lord.

As I was sobbing, Jesus came to the hurting 10 year old and knelt down beside her. He put His loving arm around her and told her how sorry He was. I embraced Jesus as I cried. Jesus took my wounded, broken heart into His hands and kissed it. My heart began to glow with His glory as He placed it back into my body. Then Jesus took my left hand and placed it into God the Father's hand. Jesus then came around and took my right hand. Together the three of us walked away from the darkness.

These principles Dorathy's teaching you today – they work. I know because I'm living proof. I've experienced it and will continue to do so tombstone by tombstone.

No mountain, no valley
No gain or loss we know
Could keep us from Your love

No sickness, no secret
No chain is strong enough
To keep us from Your love
To keep us from Your love

Our present, our future
Our past is in Your hands
We're covered by Your blood
We're covered by Your blood

How high, how wide
No matter where I am
Healing is in Your hands
How deep, how strong
Now by Your grace I stand
Healing is in Your hands.

To God be the glory!!!!!

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