《RELEASE ME》HOLY WITH THE SIGNS
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Holy: Dedicated or consecrated to God.
Being holy is fun, I dont care what you think but, these days i've found my true self, which causes me to recall the day I got baptized at the tender age of nine (9) years old at the Stanton District SDA church in Fellowship, Portland, Jamaica. I used to perform sermons, in front of a congregation, getting encouraged by individuals patting me on the back, telling me well done at the end of every church service I have performed. Holiness is distancing yourself from the things of the world and the things it offers, such as ; parting, drugs, sex outsie of marriage etc., and just start following the Lord and live a life that pleases him, like a faithful martyr. A martyr is classified as someone who is killed because of his religious beliefs. Being holy is one of the the main reasons why satan and his demons/evil spirits try to get hold unto you because they dont want you to be the successors of heaven, a place that satan and his demons were kicked out of. Satan then became angry, and because he could not fight against God he began to fight against us (God's Creation).
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One was in Fellowship, in Stanton District Portland where the church I used to go still remains. I was staying at my fathers house while he travelled away to the United States of America. I was in battle at that time as well, nights have passed where I preffered sleeping in the couch, being frightened by evil spirits. I was out one night with friends, nearby a shop looking up at the stars, when i saw shooting stars shooting across space nonstop, I then approached two of my friends and was trying to show them what I was seeing, they looked but they couldn't see. However, i saw one shot amongst the cluster of stars. I was amazed seeing how all of that was happening, praising God all the same but quietly, because I know how the friends I have are. I was out another night at a friend's home with some other friends, they were talking and laughing but somehow I was more interested in looking up in the sky, at the stars, and also seeing shadows of what seemed like enormous beasts with voices in far distances as well. I was there and suddenly I caught glimpse of a balls of fire, seven of them flowed down and across, flowing from the eastern sky, the thing that shook me was when I asked "did you guys see that?" but sadly nobody else was looking up at the sky all I heard was "see what?" Honestly I couldnt find a better answer to tell them but "nevermind," haha, like that literally started an unwanted conversation but I understand, they didn't see what I have seen like, how could you miss such a thing, such sight seeing.
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At a time, I was laying down on my bed, I was in depth with all the battles, I didnt even know what to do, still scared, visioning demonic figures and hearing ill-advised and advised voices. I even moved in to my mother's room, for a long time, sleeping on the floor next to her bed, feeling numerous unwanted presences that drove great fear within me night after night, and also getting some weird dreams. Dreams that I couldnt explain but listen to this one; I was walking down a street, and all of a sudden I saw a my pastor as if an angel was using his image and he gave me a message, "Go and see" and he pointed to my right which lead me down on a path, shadowed by trees, a track, I then walked down this path followed by some boys, I ended up at a house, a small residence, which had this black animal like figure seemed like a leopard but it was black but spots were visible, it sat on the steps of the house. I then approached to go closer, wherein which it ran down at me to face me, but I caught hold on reflex, I then used my right foot to kick its left hind leg, it ran to a forest I was facing north-eastward whining in pain, well at least the dream let that happen. Then the scenery changed, I was going to a gun fight, with many faces that I know, gang, against gang, and everybody had guns, but the thing is, when I came to a stop of some fallen trees I began to pee. God gave me a message, in life not every company is for me to keep, not everyone who I see is good as I am good to them.
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