Errynoth
Disciple of Prayer
I got to spend 1 month with the absolute love of my life. God had freed me from generational bondage. I love Him with all of my life. I was finally ready to be with her. When I saw her I was in awe. I was frozen. The woman I had literally dreamt about was sitting across the table at our life group. I got to be with her for a month. Insanely in love. Pure. She was everything I’ve ever wanted. A beautiful beautiful heart. The Lily of my Heart. She promised so much. “You’ll never be alone again.” “No matter what happens I am not going anywhere.” Many many more. What in-love couples would usually say I suppose. But she was real. Alas, the enemy used my past to try to destroy everything. I get arrested for something I did not search for, but allowed in my life due to my ignorance and stupidity, over a year ago. Enhanced by getting kidnapped and groped when I was about 3, people constantly trying to get me alone to touch me and persuade me to do things with them, then being exposed to pornography at 7, finally getting raped by my step brother when I was 15. More trauma than I realized and I had not dealt with it. I had confided in a friend and even though this was WELL behind me, they turned me in. My face was all over the news. Things I had never done all over the media. Blown up to make me look like the devil. Digitally putting me in situations I’d never ever been in. A federal prosecutor is looking at my case. My heart is on fire for God. That is not who I am. Not even a sliver. I have always loved God, but this generational curse had me by the neck coming on my 17th year of dealing with it. I finally stepped back. The Holy Spirit showed me what the enemy was trying to do. So I fought and I sought Him relentlessly. Good rushed in and the bad was forced out. It took time but I was free. Finally. No more demonic blackouts, no more torment in my dreams, no more bodily aching and excruciating pain. No more tears and begging for it to stop. I could finally go to sleep and not be afraid. It was over. And I could seek God with ALL of my heart with nothing holding me back. So I did. I was pulled into this friend group some time before my face was blown all over the news. This friend group , I thought it was God, but not a single one of them had good intentions for me. One of the guys in the group was constantly trying to get me to spend the night and be weirdly intimate with me. One of the girls were hellbent on seducing me. It was not where I should have been. This girl and I were in a rough position and because we didn’t have enough money to rent 2 hotel rooms we got one with two beds. I was too dumb to even think of sleeping in the car but I was very respectful and waited in the hallway while she showered and so on. At this point of my life I had been waiting about 2 years for my wife after a horrible 5 year relationship. I desired intimacy. So we watched a video on one of our phones and I fell asleep. I woke up and she was cuddling me but because just having someone next to me for the first time in forever was so nice to me in that moment I allowed it. That opened up a door and I knew it. I told her we cannot let that happen again nor ever be alone together. But after that she would constantly say things to try and get me to give in. I said things in response to her attempts to seduce me to relieve myself of the awkward tension. Oh how stupid I was. I have never been like that. Pier pressure has always been a clear signal to run the other way. But one night this girl cut in when someone else was supposed to take me home. She insisted on taking me home (my truck was broken down so I got a ride there) I gave one of the other friends a look knowing something wasn’t right, but I went. In my driveway, she begged me to come inside for just 5 minutes. I told her no again and again. I should’ve just said goodnight and went to bed, but she tugged and tugged on me and my flesh wanted warmth. That was all. From the bottom of my heart that was all. I walked up to the door with her behind me thinking *why on earth would I give in??? What an absolute idiotic decision!* but I let her in. Expecting to maybe sit on my bed and get a head scratch and say goodnight, never opening that door again. But she began to put her hands on me, she undressed, she tried to kiss me but I would not let her. She began to pull me in to touch her, and I gave in for a moment, but extremely uncomfortable. I was not attracted to her, I was just too taken by this attempt to say no. But then the Holy Spirit spoke to me. “I have so much more for you than this”. Immediately, I snapped out of whatever I was in, and quickly pulled myself away from her. I told her she needed to leave right now, that this is not where I was supposed to be. I felt like I was cheating on the wife He had waiting for me! She got angry. She told me she was not leaving and she was going to spend the night. Absolutely not. I grabbed her by the arm and had to literally drag her out of my bed and force her out the door. I am a gentle person though, I did not hurt her, but she needed to leave. She was furious, and even then I gave her a hug outside and told her It was just simply the fact that God had better plans for both of us and this is not who I am. I spoke with her on the phone afterwards reassuring her that I would still talk to her. I was still her friend. But I was going to be respectful to myself and my wife whom I had yet to be with. After talking on the phone for two and a half hours, she was finally calmed down. I went to bed ridiculously late, not being able to sleep knowing I had caused damage. I tossed and turned the rest of the night. It ate me up. So I ran to God. I worshipped. I thanked Him for working through my weaknesses. Oh what a wonderful Father He has been to me. Some time after I met her. My wife. The woman of my dreams (literally). I was beginning to let the walls down I had up for so long. I was learning that I could trust someone again. I was learning that not everyone is this angry selfish person. She cared for me. It was real. I was the happiest man alive. Then it all caught up. After a month, my face is on the news for things I had genuinely forgot about. I spent a night in jail. This girl that had attempted to seduce me went out and told everyone that I had attacked her. That I did things to her. Raped her. Horrible things I would never ever do nor have I ever done. But all the lies and accusations are out there. Psalms 31 is my life right now. People act like I am dead. I have people coming to my door with weapons looking for me. Wanting to kill me. All of my friends see me and walk the other direction. Nobody asks, they tell me what I’ve done. I haven’t talked to this wonderful woman in about 2 weeks. She has blocked me on everything. I think she is scared or angry because she thinks I lied about who I was. But I haven’t told a single lie. I am true to my character. I take pride in the condition of my heart. I am a good man. I respect her and her parents greatly. But she told me she didn’t want to see me. She didn’t want me to be there. The pain it caused me was overwhelming. The Holy Spirit has shown her the truth, but fear is a liar. She said those things and an hour and a half away from my home my truck broke down at the same exact time. I lost traction and slid into a ditch. I hear her last words to me again and again. They crushed the heart I had just began to give, but I know she’s just confused and scared. I miss her. I can’t sleep. I slept better in jail than I have at all since. My stomach is in pain throughout the night. I miss her so dearly. I want to comfort her and tell her everything. The last thing I said in my state of overwhelmed emotions from all of this and her mother hounding me asking about that girl. It was chaos. I just blurted out “Is everyone just not able to hear the Holy Spirit?” Whether or not it was justified, it was wrong. I have over 20 pages of scripture taped to my wall. I speak them over her and my situation daily. Worshipping throughout the day and throughout the night. I know He is moving. I am just trying my hardest not to feel discouraged and to ignore the pain her words caused me. I feel like she betrayed me. I feel like she abandoned me. Like she is ashamed of me. I can feel the strings of my heart tearing. I do not give my heart in pieces, and I hadn’t given it to anybody in 7 years. I am praying that He draws her so close to Him. That He is giving her peace and that she is able to hear the Holy Spirit CLEARLY. So that she knows without a doubt. I miss her. I miss her family. Everything. I will fight for her relentlessly. I will wait for her faithfully. I am believing my name will be renewed quickly and the federal prosecutor will not take my case. He has promised to renew my name. My name is CJ, I am 24. Pray for me. Fight for me in your war rooms. My life is in His hands. Thank you for taking the time to listen to me. Thank you for praying for me.