This Isn’t Just A Story – It’s My Life.
“And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of their testimony…” – Revelation 12:11 (KJV)
As it says, my testimony isn’t just a story; it’s my life. Along with that, it began before I even made my debut onto this planet forty-two years ago! I’m still trying to process it all, to be honest. Now that my Heavenly Daddy, as I refer to Him, has decided I can come out of my almost 3-year season of isolation and separation, and “play”, I’m revealing it as God leads me to. That’s why there’s an entire section dedicated to it on this site.
A Little Background Info On Me And My Relationship With God
My immediate biological family is very God-centered, and they wanted to make sure I was as well. A fun fact I’ve learned is that my name was going to be Angela, but due to it looking like I wasn’t going to make it when I was born, a family member suggested it be Angel instead. Angel is what made it to my birth certificate and the name I go by, of course. I guess it was to make sure I went to Heaven or something, I don’t know. That’s all I’ve got on that one so far. Lol.
I was rocking with Jesus, as I call it, from day one, and it stayed that way until I reached the age of 13, when I chose to rebel against it all, but thankfully didn’t turn against God or stop believing in Him. I made that decision when I was in foster care, which I had been in since I was 12. My DSS caseworker at the time brought me to court, where I sat and watched my biological mother give up her parental rights to me and my younger sibling. My biological dad had his rights terminated.
Side Note: My home state is seriously messed up, dude. Let’s just leave it at that for right now. My mom did what she believed was the “right” thing to do, and there was a whole bunch of sneaky, sneaky stuff going on behind the scenes with all of it. Tsk Tsk. Bad state! I’ve spoken to my parents quite a few times since I got saved, and the truth is finally known. I’ve chosen to keep things as they’ve been since foster care, though, but not for negative reasons, so no worries, okay. We’re good. 🙂
Anyhoosers, once she signed over her rights, that resulted in me becoming an orphan with two living parents. I also now belonged to the state. In other words, the darn state owned me. That was the moment I chose to throw all of the “good girl” stuff out the window, and went down a path that was known as being a “Rebel With A Cause”. My entire vibe was the “Down With The System!” and “Power To The People!” after that, and I made sure everyone, especially the “system,” knew it too.
At 17, I was presented with a choice to remain in foster care until I aged out or sign myself out to leave when I became 18. I didn’t hesitate to sign that paper! Lol. After I left care, I embarked on my new life of freedom. I continued down the path I chose as a teenager until 2023. That path was a journey of straddling the fence of good vs evil to sum it up.
For example, I was a Wiccan since I was 13, and a member of a coven since the beginning of high school. I thought I was Glenda the Good Witch because I never did anything considered “evil.” That’s a story I’ll get into later as God leads me to, though. Please just trust me on this one, and don’t do it. Don’t even entertain the idea of it or anything else occult, or oogly boogly-related.
Anyhoosers, that’s the background so far. To continue reading my testimony as it’s been revealed so far, click the button below.