My name is Michael, and I want you to know that freedom is not free, it may be free for you, but it was not free for Jesus Christ, He took the cross for your deliverance. Here is the testimony of my freedom and deliverance from homosexuality. God Bless You
My parents divorced when I was 3 years old, I never remember seeing my parents together. I lived with my mom untill I was 13 years old, when I was 13 my mom wanted to move out of town but she had signed some papers with my dad saying that she would never move me out of the county due to his visitation rights. So long story short, my mom packed up everybody but me, and moved away, leaving me with my porn addicted, alchoholic father who was still living with his parents. I felt so rejected I did not know what to do, I began to be severely depressed. After about 2 months of living with my father, he was placed in jail for looking at pornography on a pulic library computer, so I was left to live with my grandparents. I just could not figure out why my father would have taken that risk knowing that he could be taken away from me. I was hurt, and because I felt that there was no man in my life that loved me, homosexuality began to look like a really good decision. So at the age of 13 I had my first homosexual thought, and really enjoyed it. I remember slowly but surely becoming entrapped in the thoughts of my mind, untill my entire thought life had become a homosexual porn site, but when I tried to click the X at the top of the screen, nothing happened, so I just kept watching. Well my dad eventually got out of jail and married my stepmom who had a daughter. I went on to live with them, but things only got worse. My dad drove deep into alchohol, and porn. This time actually attempting to meet with the porn stars of the videos he loved, while I was put in 2nd place to them. I had to stand back and watch my father love pornography and alchohol more than me. While that computer got his upmost love and attention, I was left in the background only good enough to wash the dishes and do the chores around the house. When my mother found out that this was going on she allowed me to come and live with her again. When my mother found out about my homosexuality she set boundaries for me, telling me that I was not allowed to go to guys houses and stay the night, not allowed to be alone with a guy, etc…. Although she was doing this for my good, I became very rebellious and mean. So six months after moving in, my mom just could not take it anymore, and sent me packing back to my fathers house. By this time my redneck, homophobic father had found out about my sexuality and it was not good. There was more drinking, he would go through a gallon of rum every 3 or 4 days, and when I was’nt doing chores I was sitting in my room alone. He would ground me just for the sake of doing it, maybe the dishes were not done just right, or I walked in 5 minutes late from school. He wanted to punish me, not for those things, but because of my sexuality. This caused me to say “GOD WHERE ARE YOU, YOU MUST NOT LOVE ME, IF YOU LOVED ME YOU WOULD NOT LET THIS HAPPEN TO ME, YOU WOULD TAKE THIS SEXUALITY OUT OF ME!” (God will never take sin out of you, you have to give it to him) And because of my anger towards God I not only dove deeper into my homosexual lifestyle, I began practicing witchcraft. I eventually attempted suicide, but thank God I failed in that attempt. But through all of this junk that I had going on in my life, God still reached out to me. My grandparents (my moms parents, not the ones you read about earlier) had been pastors for 33 years, and knew what I was going through, one day I recieved a call from them telling me that they loved me, and had been led by the Holy Spirit to allow me to come and live with them untill I graduated (this was at the end of my junior year) I immediately said YES!!! I was so excited that I was going to get out of my dad’s house, and stop living with him. I guess I just thought that because I was going to live with them that my homosexuality was just going to kind of drift away, but of course I was wrong. The day after I graduated my junior year, my grandma drove to my house to come and get me. I still remember to this day the excitement I had packing all my things into her car, and driving away from my cave of depression and anguish. That last year and a half that I lived with them, they did nothing but help me. I found it hard sometimes when they would constantly tell me that they loved me, because for the last 2 years of my life, I had not heard that hardly at all. They would say “Michael we are so proud of you” and I would say “thanks” not knowing how to react to such a love like this. But they persevered with me through all of my problems, through all of my rebellion. I made a decision to give up my disgusting lifestyle, but I just did not know how to do it. After I graduated High School, I worked full time to save up enough money to go to Texas Bible Institute, honestly going there I had no idea what I was getting into, I just knew that I wanted to get right with God. And I did. Jesus Christ became the X on the top of that porn site screen in my mind. I learned that I could trade my sin for His righteousness. I learned that God was not mad at me, but He loved me unconditionally, regardless of my past. I am now 100% free from the bondage of Homosexuality and God is using me for great things. I have been called to the ministry of an evangelist and am now winning souls for Jesus. I also help any homosexual who has a desire to be free, to get free from there bondage. God has also healed my relationship with my father and mother. I love them both so much, and have forgiven them of all the things that hurt me in my past, and we have forgiven each other. My father is getting so much better and is growing closer to God, I continue to pray for Him, and my mother is an inspiration to my life, she loves God with all that is within her. If Jesus could use mud to heal a blind mans eyes, He can take me and use me for greatness. If you are reading this today understand that you are not set free for just you. You are set free for everybody else who needs freedom. Bondage is a choice, and Freedom is a choice, choose freedom.
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