It is finished.
These three words were the final statement of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ; after his immense and infallible sacrifice on the cross.
His mission was complete. Sin and death had been destroyed, and a new path which offered freedom from the bondage of the enemy, had been forged.
It was this act, which allowed us, his fellow human beings, to die to self and be reborn in Him. The poor recieved an inheritence greater than any human being could ever provide. The sick became healed, and the downtrodden became restored.
When I first got to Bethesda House, I was living in the aftermath of an intense spiritual battle that had left me shellshocked and withdrawn. The enemy had used every tactic he could think of to kill me, and yet he could not succeed. Though Christ held the victory, and the Holy Spirit resided within me, the vessel which I had surrendered to God’s will, was a wasted battleground; left desolate and wrecked; after an unimaginable amount of Warfare had taken place.
“Who will I send?”, my father had asked. “And who shall go for us?”
“Here am I, send me!”
I had replied.
The battle was over, and now healing could take place.
My spirit and body had been no stranger to the suffering, sacrifice and pain that comes with the Walk; but I had yet to experience the results of joy, restoration and peace.
The world had had its way with me, and I had no trust left for any human.
Only for my Father in Heaven. I prayed to him to guide me somewhere that I could restand heal, somewhere that I would not be used, abused and mistreated. Somewhere that existed, a group of people who loved Him just as much as I did.