Hi, my name is Lisa Edmonds, I am a Southern Baptist preacher kid, the oldest of four. Yup, you guessed it, a natural born rebel. If it matters or not, I am also a Sagittarius.
I had gone through the motions of being baptized and walked down the aisle twice to be saved, but both times were because a friend did and I never felt any change, I just did what was expected of me. I started being stupid back in high school; smoking and drinking then before I graduated high school started smoking pot. After high school I managed to party my way out of a scholarship within 2 years of college. I met a guy and got married. We partied and fought and partied and five years later I got pregnant with my daughter, 16 months after she was born, I had my son.
Within 6 months of my son being born I really began to lose my mind…I think they call it postpartum depression, but I’m going to go out on a limb and say that is when Satan really started sinking his teeth into me. I began to get depressed and mentally saw myself hurt my kids, I would never physically hurt them…but that was enough to make my mind leave me. I had no religion or God to fall back on, even though my husband made me go to church like my parents did; it was all for show I didn’t really believe.
I wasn’t happy with my marriage and began talking to this very interesting person online and realized there was a whole world out there that I was being kept from. In my mental state I told my husband I would rather be a lesbian and I left him and my children and moved to Virginia (800 miles away from my children).
To say the least I quickly hit rock bottom and kept bouncing on bottom thinking I was happy there. I got even more into drugs and alcohol. I joined some metaphysical church because it made me feel good about myself…that is basically a Satan run church that uses the face of Jesus to make it okay. That lead to me getting into something called Reiki which is an oriental “healing energy” supposedly passed down from Jesus…in China. Reiki and massage worked out fairly well for me, I collected more healing stones than clients. I now don’t recall reading about Jesus ever being in China, and I don’t recall Him heal with a stone either.
Not too long after 9-11, I moved back home and met another woman that introduced me to Wicca….My darkest place. I got heavy into drugs, did anything and everything that wasn’t in a needle, went on weekend binges that spilled into the week. I wrote binding spells and homage to the goddess because that was the closest thing I wanted to get to God. I used to boast about being a lesbian Wiccan daughter of a Southern Baptist Preacher and casting two spells of harm which landed a couple of people in the ICU. My world was crumbling around me and all I needed was another hit or another line to keep me from caring about how much it was crumbling.
I tried to work the salvation plan again in 2009 but after multiple disappointments I ended up back into more drinking and drugs. I began to Run away from God to the point of hating Him. I only wanted to go to Heaven to hurt God as much as I thought He had hurt me, then go to Hell where I was certain I belonged. I gave "The Rescue" example to anyone who asked me about my faith. The example was that there were two people drowning in a river and God only saved the one person that was not me.
June 19, 2024, I decided to sit and watch a movie "I Can Only Imagine" with my parents. I was not expecting God to come at me the way He did through this movie. After crying through the majority of the movie, I excused myself and sat on my outside deck swing crying even more while being a feast to the mosquitos. I was at a breaking point and God knew it. I had nothing to offer other than myself. I was financially broke, mentally broken down and a completely empty vessel.
On June 20, 2024 at 3:30am, I Held my arm in the air and asked God to give me one more chance and rescue me. Just as those words came out of my mouth, I felt a rescue grab on my raised arm, and surrendered my life totally and completely to God to use for His ministry. So far, I have not been able to sleep much due to nightmares from demons that have yet to be delivered from me, but that problem is currently being dealt with. Despite the night time torture, I am still praising God in the rain, just as I have promised. I am still learning more about Him as He continually loves me. Of all the things I am still learning, it is best to have a REAL relationship with Him than to fake a relationship with Him.
There is NOTHING easy about being a “Christian”, I don’t and will not fluff the whole “Christian” idea for anyone…there are plenty others out there to do that for you. God is 100% real, He does have a plan for you and He NEVER leaves your side….no matter how many times we let Him down. I am confident in My God, my Loving and forgiving Savior….is the one and only God of many chances.
Jesus did not have to take the thirty lashes, but He did, and with each one He was saying, “I love you.” Jesus did not have to receive the three nails in His body, but He did, and with each one He cried, “I love you.” Jesus did not have to die for our sins, but He did just so He could rise on the third day and say, “I love you child and I am right here.”
I thank God that I am not where I used to be and I praise Jesus for where I am going……AMEN!
Lisa Edmonds
“He will again have compassion on us; He will tread our iniquities under foot. Yes, Thou wilt cast all their sins into the depths of the seas.”
Micah 7:19
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