In 2002, my life changed. But let’s talk about what led up to this life-changing experience. I was born in Charlotte, North Carolina, on January 6th, 1974 to a young broken mother. At a very young age, my mother decided to send me to live with my grandparents in Albemarle, NC. I always thought my mom would come back to get me, but she never did. I wouldn’t receive many calls from her even on my birthday. She had forgotten about me and moved on with her life with my brother and later on my younger sister. I was left there to grow up with my aunts, uncles, and cousins.
My lifestyle was a life of poverty. I remember my grandmother bathing me in an aluminum tub in front of a wood burning heater in front of everyone on school mornings. I remember wanting to take a shower but not being able to.
My environment wasn’t a normal environment. I would wake up at night and hear screaming from my grandmother because my grandfather was beating her. I would wake up some nights and find him standing in my room or over my bed staring at me. Very creepy. I would try to break up the fight between the two and became my grandfather enemy. He treated me very bad after that. That environment became very abusive. So much happened, it’s too much to go into.
I started to rebel against it and do whatever I wanted to do. I would stay gone all day at friends’ houses. Later, I became sexually active and my life seemed to go downhill fast.
At a young age, I started to travel all over—Seattle, Atlanta, Miami, Canada, Bahamas. Jumping in cars with strangers, having men take care of me. They bought me cars, clothes, paid my bills. I was able to get the attention I wanted from them.
I got the attention, but I also received a lot of rejection, abuse, and pain from those guys.
This became my life, Sex, Pain, Rejection, Abuse, Alcohol, and later on Drugs.
In 2002, my life changed. My brother committed suicide and I felt like I could have stopped it by taking him to the club the night before. He was the first person that died that was close to me. When I saw his body lying in the casket, it did something to me. I didn’t see life in his body, his fingers felt like wood. Dried up wood. That was the first time I thought about death. Not many nights after that, I was with a friend smoking marijuana and watching “Menace to Society” and the spirit of fear manifested in me that night. It overwhelmed me, and I heard it talking loudly saying that I was going to die and I was going to die that night. The voice told me that when we die, there is nothing after life, and that there is no God. I really believed what the voice was telling me. So I became a temporary Atheist (You know the end of the story…lol). It was crazy…lol. I know now it was demonic spirits, but I didn’t know it then. After that night, I started to have panic attacks and anxiety attacks. I was scared to leave the house; I was scared to be alone. I was balled up in the corner of the house tormented because I was afraid of dying.
I begin to be depressed about my brother. The Fear was telling me “What if” you had taken your brother to the club, he would have met a girl and got his mind off the woman he killed himself over. What if, What if, What if… this is how the Spirit of Fear speaks to us.
I was able to get out of the bed of depression and fight for life. I met a guy who had two escort services and so I decided I would start an escort business also, so I could make money too.
I placed ads in adult magazines for clients and women seeking jobs. Within days, I had clients calling for women and I had women calling for jobs. I was happy to have people wanting to work with me, so I hired people over the phone.
I wasn’t very smart when it came to business. I didn’t check anyone’s Identification and the worst thing happened. I received a phone from the sheriff saying I had just hired two underage girls. I had been taking pills (drugs) so I didn’t understand how serious this was and I went to the station. That night, I was arrested and charged with around 12 felonies. It was like a movie—the police wanted me to snitch on drug dealers and said they would drop my charges, but I didn’t know any real drug dealers. So they locked me up and gave me a $75,000 bond.
Now this was the worst thing because I had never been in any real trouble with the law. I was crying like a baby. I called my grandmother who was always there for me if I got into any kind of trouble. I told her everything that had happened and my bond, she said “Michelle, we don’t have any money and the only one you can call on is God.”
What!! I didn’t believe in God anymore, so I went into a serious panic state.
But, something great happen.
I cried and cried and cried without no hope. A lady came to me in jail and told me that God wanted her to talk to me. I didn’t really receive her or what she was saying at first, but after I cried some more, I got to such a place of depression and hopelessness that I was willing and ready to hear what she had to say…
We read a Psalm and she told me to pray one of them. I found one that had to do with what I was going through and I really meant it with all my heart… and… a miracle happened.
I got out of jail…
I knew it was God and I knew He was real. So I started watching Christian TV and I got saved watching a TV show, It’s Supernatural, which is my favorite show now.
God started blowing my mind with supernatural encounters, visitations, love and guidance during the beginning stages of my walk with Him. He took me by the hand and held me very tight.
So many things have happened since then, which you will be able to hear during my teachings. But this is my testimony to the world: It doesn’t matter what you have done or if you are an atheist, God is still perfect in Love and His Heart is still open to you and He will change your life Forever if you want Him to. He will never fail you. He will never leave you alone. He will be with you every hour, every minute, and every second. He is Your Help and He is my Friend.
May your lives be changed from fear and torment to peace and love all the days of your life, in Jesus’ name.
Apostle Michelle Peterson