From Bondage to Freedom Breakfast

I have never attended a prayer breakfast in my life. I have been in church all my life as well so, I don’t know how I missed this highly spiritual event. It was a Saturday morning, and clearly there was an request from God for my attendance because I am not a morning person. I like to eat leftovers for breakfast, and I don’t like to have conversations before 9am unless I’m in love with the person I am talking to. I am not in love. HA!

My daughter and I have been checking out this church in Riverdale Maryland. It is small and quaint with a mega mentality. I went to the prayer breakfast with a friend without any expectations or any clue of what I was getting myself into. What I did know however was that there was food involved.

My daughter, my friend and I sat next to this woman who spoke softly. She had a gracious disposition and was kind. She did not appear to be shy, actually she was kind of witty. She was showing us the ropes. I was still learning names, so looking in the program really didn’t help me to determine what was going to take place. I am spontaneous, and flexible so I wanted to go with the flow.

This same woman sitting next to me all mild-mannered and collected got on the microphone and gave a speech that made me swell up on the inside. I felt about 25 feet tall. She reminded us about our heritage. She was poised and precise, characterizing history in a lesson that set me on an imagination journey. She brought it back to the spiritual element of Jesus Christ.

Her voice made waves in the calmest waters, commanded attention and a call to action. And, I’m just talking about the host! There were people who took turns preaching and to be honest, I was so caught up in the event itself that I didn’t event think about capturing moments until the end.

From Bondage to Freedom was so powerful! The individual leaders who spoke in ten-fifteen minute intervals took us from Bondage to Freedom. All Aboard! All Aboard! That is what it felt like they were saying to me. “The trains-a-comin'”, I heard a whisper. It was the sound of freedom and no one in that place left the same.

One of the leaders were scheduled to do a poem, and needless to say, she did not. She put me on the spot. My mouth left wide open, I just said, “Aight God, I’m down.” I understand that this vinacular is not the best but it works at times for me.

I joined the church the following day after several confirmations and the love that I received just for saying yes reminded me of how God feels when we yield. They may have been clapping but I saw God, happy that I obeyed his voice. I am looking forward to evidence of me walking from Bondage to Freedom.

I am liberated, excited and ready to do what God has called me to do. I have been ready but now I believe God has opened doors that no man can close.

Kingdom Life Empowerment Temple is located at

6203 Baltimore Avenue Riverdale Maryland

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Ressurrection

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Ressurrection Graves is a Child Sexual Abuse Grooming Expert and H.E.A.L.E.R. (Healer, Educator, Activist, Life Skills Expert, Empowerment Speaker, Relationship Mentor) Her website reaches readership in 188 countries. She is available for national speaking engagements, radio and television interviews. She can be reached at: 202.717.7377 or send your request to: ressurrection dot wordpress at yahoo dot com or comment on http://www.ressurrection.wordpress.com
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