Do we ever actually realize what bondage we can be in without even knowing it? Fears and hurts fostered become footholds that give way to evil in our lives. I guess I wouldn't know it unless I had been to the other side and seen what true freedom can be. And I am truly realizing just how much of a scum the devil really is. He preys on small children, making them hurt and see no resolve in sight. He makes them feel all problems are their fault, that nothing can be done, and as little girls become women, we grow up with self-esteem issues, trust issues, and whatnot, all because of one little event the enemy took a hold of. And so yesterday, it all hit. I burst. And my mom knew exactly what it was: attack. And so she layed down the truth, and we prayed for a few hours. We broke lies. I am not alone. I can trust other people. God will take care of me. I do not need to hold the world together. I repented for believing all these things, as well as believing in other people's approval higher than God's. There is such power in the blood of Jesus. And little by little, I am claiming freedom through Christ, but I am doing the work for it.

But what about people that don't even know? I am covered by the blood and still get attacked by demonic leeches. Think about those who are not covered with Jesus, that don't know there is an answer, that there is true freedom? How do they live? How do they survive? How can I help them?

I can pray. I will pray. But some things you have to take care of yourself. It has to be your choice. But sometimes we are too bound up to see? Then what?