Who am I? My story.....I’m not sure if this is what you meant, if not let me know. I can delete it

I was born on a Wednesday in late September

I was told since I can remember by my mom, I was a child of woe

I’m the only female on both sides of my family

I’m a survivor of great physical and sexual abuse that I never told anyone about except a counselor when I was 43yrs old

I was never taught the Word of YHWH, I was only told to say I believed he died and arose.

I’ve got Cherokee blood, my moms dad was full blooded and my dads mom was half

Most of my family has disowned me

I have always been drawn to the “undesirables” in school to be friends with

I’m not very good at being critical or mean

Since I was little I’ve always talked to God, and even as young as 6-7 years old when the horrible stuff was happening I could hear a voice in my head that kept me in a different place

I was told I had C-PTSD but I no longer claim that, I had a breakdown after my mom tried to shoot herself and when I grabbed the gun she shoved it in my lower stomach/hip and kept pulling the trigger. I had put my hand between the hammer and screamed for my dad but he’s going deaf and couldn’t hear.

While she was screaming these vile things at me and saying I wasn’t supposed to be born, I continued to yell for dad. When I couldn’t hold on any longer I just prayed that it please not hurt for too long, and then dad walked in. When she turned to look at him I yanked the gun and threw it, she bit me on the shoulder and run out.

To be totally honest, it was a little while after this my brain just shattered, and every tiny detail of everything I ever went through was running around my head. For months I had night terrors, then one day I found myself standing in my bathroom with my hand on the shelf in the closet where my husband used to keep his gun and no idea how I got there.

That’s when I hit my face and begged Yahuah to save me.

I started going to church every Sunday, Sunday night, and Wednesday for a year.

I got baptized August 9, 2015 ( about 2 months before I joined Remnant House)

Then I started having questions, the first was about Shabbat, then the feasts, and finally tithes.

They couldn’t or wouldn’t answer my questions, until YHWH sent me here. He has answered every question I’ve ever had, gave me a peace I’ve never known, and lit a fire so deep in my soul no man can ever put it out. I have never had hatred for anyone that’s hurt me, and I still love and respect mom and dad and talk to them too, yet He’s put a separation between us. When they have come up here I’m not home and when I try to make plans to see them they always fall through.

This is my story in a nutshell.

But who am I?

I am the daughter of a King
I’m part of the remnant
I AM ISRAEL ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️