Healing from divorce # 6

Foot note, this all happened 12 years ago.

You know as I write this series of hubs on my past journey through divorce, I realize I am not writing it just to encourage others but myself also. It is a road map of God`s provision, his mercy, unconditional love and a man ( myself) being set free from the ties that bound him to the past.

Not just a bad marriage (not blaming anyone here, like I said before in our unhealthy, immature unhealed state we found each other, we decided to marry, nobody forced us into it) But also generational sin`s, curses, bondage that all has its roots in Hell. Until we allow Jesus with the his councilor the Holy spirit the freedom to take over our lives ‘we will never truly be set free to live healthy, stable, fear free lives.

This testimony I, m writing is not open to debate, after all, it is mine, and whether you believe it or not is your choice. I am not trying to win someone over to Jesus or convert. After all I could not even if I tried, it is not my job. It is the Holy Spirit that leads people to Jesus (not religion) he does it in such a wonderful loving way , with unconditional free will on either side.

No I`m extremely thankful that Jesus chose to die for me so that I can write this today as a free man who because of him I am getting healthier. I`m much closer to him now than before . I still have a very long way to go, I am after all human and most definitely not perfect :0)

Ok, back to my story, right I was in cold Michigan. I woke up the next day and drove over to a friend’s house who had been storing my belongings. They were a wonderful couple and were delighted to see me. We fellowshipped together , then I packed my van and headed to meet with another friend. I did not see my boy`s this trip. This trip was just closure for me before I returned to my home in Oregon were God wanted me to live.

I spent 3 days in Grand Rapids and on the third day, I knew it was time to leave.

The trip back took ten days instead of the normal two and half to 3. I broke down many times, had many divine appointments. In one town Michigan Indiana, I went to a repair shop with the van. While the van was, being worked upon I had a word of knowledge for the women who owned the shop. She had been waiting on God for an answer. We had a great time of fellowship and both wept at gods healing in her life. I love it even in our unhealthy state God continues to use us.

Then I drove on through “Iowa” into Nebraska and in North Platt I broke down again. This time I was helped by a retired “Green beret “from Montana who just happened to be stranded at the truck stop were I broke down. He was a mechanic who worked as the shop supervisor for “Caterpillar Truck Company” in Mazola MT. God sent me an ace. I put him up in a hotel and over the next 3 days, we fixed the van.

Back in Oregon at service master, they were having bets as to whether I would make it back. To be honest I was enjoying myself, I knew God was with me, I was on his time.

After My 3 days In North Platt, Kevin (Mechanic) and I hugged good-bye and I drove off to Wyoming and the Rocky Mountains to be continued............