In my youth I had encounters with many demons, they have always been here. But, I knew Jesus, and I prayed. Even when my Preacher cut me down for asking questions, I prayed.
After I became a Mother, I settled down, quit church, but prayed more. My faith hung on the teachings of Jesus that every preacher I ever met told me I had misinterpreted.
Congregations have crumbled, churches are closing, the truth is all being exposed, my prayers are being answered, and I am still praying. Prayer Works.
