During the first year of my assigned task, I experienced a lot of first-time situations. My face stayed before the Lord in prayer and reading his holy words. I experienced bad dreams, and spiritual warfare. I learned how to fight with God's words. Some nights I was afraid to sleep. Days I cried my eyes out. God said He loved me in a special way but, I still had to obey and stay in His will. He always forgave me and put me back on the task.
My heart was overflowing with love for my future husband. God told me to stand on His word because I can do all things through Him with His strength. I tried to accomplish everything God assigned to me. As we two departed and went our separate ways, I found out the task was not over. God had more assignments ahead.
After my father passed in 2000, I was in a state of mourning his death. I just lost my covering, my friend, my protecter, my loving father.
I accepted a new job a few months before my father passed. God introduced to me a man from the job as my future husband. New births of emotions and feelings took me over.
My mind was overwhelmed with love. God taught me discipline and self-control. He regulated my mind. I matured spiritually and develop more patients. As time went on, I realized this was a task put on my life. From that task, It birthed love, and sad poems and songs. I also wrote him spiritual letters concerning salvation. "Words of a Message", came from God talking to me during the night. I had lots of spiritual dreams. I experienced many different situations. God talked and walked me through.
