The song comforted my prophet after losing his daughter while he was going through lots of tribulations in a certain country in Africa. God bless you servant of God.
Just shared this with my dad whoβs never been very open about the struggles heβs faced and is facing (family upbringing). I pray he hears this song and it speaks to his heart. I pray that my dad sees the goodness in the God we serve. I pray one day he will attend church with my family and I. Most importantly I pray for his happiness may he always know that God is with him even in the valleys just as this song so beautifully depicts. In Jesus name Amen.
About 2 years and ago God reminded me that as a child I prayed for wisdom, he revealed to me that the hardships I had faced in my life were an answer to that prayer, that wisdom comes from experience and he revealed how he had been by my side. He told me that my testimony would help people. This is my testimony.
When my mother was pregnant with me she was hospitalized due to severe bleeding caused by a full placenta previa. A nun in the hospital laid hands on her praying for healing and that I would be filled with the Holy Spirit. When the technicians returned, there was nothing abnormal with her pregnancy. This is the part where we realize that God has a hand in our lives from the very beginning.
I grew up in a Christian household of 7 that went to church sometimes but didn't really talk about what that meant unless it was Christmas or Easter. My childhood was hard. My father was in the Navy and mostly absent and when he was home, there was often discord between my parents. He seemed mostly aloof toward me. My mother was impulsive and unstable. I once wrote in a journal about her that she was βgenerally abusive in ways that make it surprising we all lived to adulthood.β During my young life I remember my 1st grade teacher was exceptionally kind to me. This kindness was fuel for me. I placed a lot of my effort into school after this which was a really good distraction from my home life.
My parents were legally separated when I was around 7. These next few years are very memorable to me, I think because there was a shift in my awareness. I remember praying and crying myself to sleep a lot during this time. These were the years that I frequently prayed for wisdom. In the apartment complex where we lived there was a couple that would meet in the courtyard on Sundays and teach Bible stories and songs. This was a poor area so many of us came for the food but we were actually getting much more than that.
My dad retired from the Navy just before I turned 13 and we moved from California to Texas. During this time, I was angry with my father and felt abandoned by him. I can see now that my father tried to reestablish a relationship with me at this time but I was both too young and too old for this to be important.
My parents separated again and I chose to continue living with my mother instead of my father because she was familiar. This is important because we can see how both of my parents' roles in my young life shaped my future choices.
When I was 16, my father was hospitalized with pancreatic cancer and passed within a month. This was a really difficult loss. I mourned the potential relationship we might have had. My entire family seemed to lose all direction.
At 17, I was caught shoplifting. When my mom did come for me it was understood that I would have to get a job to pay my fines. I applied everywhere and only received one call back. A pet store left a message stating that if I could be there on the next day, the job was mine. This was not the job I would have chosen but it was the one God chose for me knowing that it would be a lifeline to me in the future. I continued working at the pet store eventually training to be a groomer. It didn't take long for me to realize that I loved my work.
I eventually left home, in and out of unhealthy relationships for many years. This time was dedicated primarily to work but there were faith-filled pockets. A coworker invited me to church and this renewed my faith. However, I was not living in alignment with God and I was extremely depressed. I remember praying that God would take my life multiple times. The relationship I was in took a lot from me and it would be 8 years before I recovered fully. This relationship led me to realize the damage I was still carrying from my childhood.
While recovering from this relationship I plunged into my faith, renewed. I met my first husband. I became generally discontented in my life, began college and seeking work outside of the pet industry. When this relationship failed I was plunged into a period of faithlessness while I wrestled with what this meant about my faith and myself. This relationship failed because it was not what God chose. I ignored his warnings because I cared more about people's feelings than God.
I met my 2nd husband. He was good to me and I was happy. He supported me and helped me house and care for 2 of my brothers on multiple occasions for a large span of our time together. I love him deeply. I wanted so badly to please people and to stay comfortable that I lived much of this time as an agnostic, believing in a creator, unable to commit yet defending the teachings of the Bible any chance I got.
While living in San Antonio my youngest brother passed. This was devastatingly painful. I had so much regret because of the resentment I carried. This resentment was the product of continually putting other people's needs ahead of my own. Shortly after this I discovered that my husband had been unfaithful. This betrayal nearly destroyed me. I decided I wanted to forgive him because I believed that when measuring the deed against our relationship it was worth saving. This was a very difficult time. When I reread the journal from this time, I remember feeling so sad for the girl writing. I didn't know who I could trust. I felt extremely isolated. I had no self worth. Then my husband's father passed. The betrayal was set aside.
I decided to take a break from school. We moved back to North Texas. An old friend offered me grooming work. I accepted immediately. This job was meant to show me that I could run a grooming salon independently.
We bought a house. We got pregnant long after mourning and accepting infertility. I opened my grooming business. We were so excited for our future. It felt like a new beginning for us. During this time my prayer life began to ramp up. I began praying for wisdom to be the mother that my daughter needed. I was worried that I would break her because inside I still felt broken and attributed this in large part to my childhood. In my 9th month of pregnancy I discovered that my husband had been unfaithful again. When I confronted him this time, he ended his life. This was an overwhelming grief and was largely pushed aside for others. My fears for my daughter and prayers for wisdom continued. I knew that I needed healing if I wanted to raise my daughter without transferring this trauma.
My daughter was born. I am surprised by the love I have for her. This blessing was two-fold. I understood what parental love was for the first time which gave me a deeper understanding of the love God has for his children and the pain that would accompany sacrificing your only child. My mission to break free from the bondage of my past was fueled by my love for my daughter. I was living in the plans that God made for me despite my grief. I had my own home. My business was growing steadily. I was able to balance my work and home life. I had a lot to be thankful for.
When my daughter was about 3 months old my mother was diagnosed with dementia. I did not want my mother to live with me. I wanted to heal and grieve. However, it made the most sense for her to stay with me. This was extremely difficult. I lived in prayer. I began drinking. My feelings were deep and strong and I had a lot of them and I blamed my mother. I was still doing paperwork involved with my husband's death. I had to prove paternity to claim survivor benefits. My drinking increased and I carried a lot of shame. I frequently promised my sleeping daughter that tomorrow would be different, that I would be better.
About 18 months after my daughter was born I was praying about my situation and I just told God I didn't deserve the survivor benefit if I was going to continue drinking. The following morning I woke up and poured out my wine. My phone chimed. I received an email confirming that my survivor benefit was accepted. At about 10 months of sobriety I relapsed. This happened because I cared more about what others wanted than what was best for me. It solidified my reasons for sobriety and I am now about 17 months sober.
I was still caring for my mother. About 2 years after she arrived God revealed that I was called to care for her in this time but it would be temporary. Caring for her became easier and I began to see how wrong I had been in my anger towards her. And then I forgave her. And the calling passed into someone else's hands.
About a week later I was making room for more family. I knew God did not want this for me but I again struggled with choosing God over people. After several months this family left with the intention of severing ties until further notice. I wanted to reach out but God has told me to wait. This waiting season completely severed the bondage I had to my childhood and dissolved my parenting fears.
God healed my trauma, delivered me from alcohol and brought me to a place of peace and blessing. My testimony grows daily. Praise God.
Yes! This song Blessed me immensely, and I had a little worship time this morning with this song after hearing it on Joy FM 99.1 St. Louis. God bless All those participated in bringing this song out to Godβs People. Love It!
2 witchcraft attacks that were supposed to kill me, 1 accident that I survived, betrayal and heart break and somehow I'm able to type this testament with a renewed mind and a fresh new heart. Bill C-9 won't stop me from testifying my testimony. So Glory be to God
i love this song
The song comforted my prophet after losing his daughter while he was going through lots of tribulations in a certain country in Africa. God bless you servant of God.
Loneliness makes me cry at night. This song comforts me and makes me want to sing again! I only wish I could sing as well as him π
All glory n honor to GOD ALMIGHTY π β€
So beautiful π
I want to meet Tauren. πππ
Wherever I am, whether on the hills or in the valleys, I look to the Lord. He is with me.
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Thank you Jesus for yet another chance
March 2026,your Grace is enough
So Beautifully written and executed!π
Yes, we all will get there.
Perseverance Winsβ¦.
In the might and power through Our Saviour. Jesus Christ.
Bless his holy name.
Amen.
Such a beautiful song!!! β€β€β€
March 25 2026
Just shared this with my dad whoβs never been very open about the struggles heβs faced and is facing (family upbringing). I pray he hears this song and it speaks to his heart. I pray that my dad sees the goodness in the God we serve. I pray one day he will attend church with my family and I. Most importantly I pray for his happiness may he always know that God is with him even in the valleys just as this song so beautifully depicts. In Jesus name Amen.
Awesome song. Loving it 2026!!
About 2 years and ago God reminded me that as a child I prayed for wisdom, he revealed to me that the hardships I had faced in my life were an answer to that prayer, that wisdom comes from experience and he revealed how he had been by my side. He told me that my testimony would help people. This is my testimony.
When my mother was pregnant with me she was hospitalized due to severe bleeding caused by a full placenta previa. A nun in the hospital laid hands on her praying for healing and that I would be filled with the Holy Spirit. When the technicians returned, there was nothing abnormal with her pregnancy. This is the part where we realize that God has a hand in our lives from the very beginning.
I grew up in a Christian household of 7 that went to church sometimes but didn't really talk about what that meant unless it was Christmas or Easter. My childhood was hard. My father was in the Navy and mostly absent and when he was home, there was often discord between my parents. He seemed mostly aloof toward me. My mother was impulsive and unstable. I once wrote in a journal about her that she was βgenerally abusive in ways that make it surprising we all lived to adulthood.β During my young life I remember my 1st grade teacher was exceptionally kind to me. This kindness was fuel for me. I placed a lot of my effort into school after this which was a really good distraction from my home life.
My parents were legally separated when I was around 7. These next few years are very memorable to me, I think because there was a shift in my awareness. I remember praying and crying myself to sleep a lot during this time. These were the years that I frequently prayed for wisdom. In the apartment complex where we lived there was a couple that would meet in the courtyard on Sundays and teach Bible stories and songs. This was a poor area so many of us came for the food but we were actually getting much more than that.
My dad retired from the Navy just before I turned 13 and we moved from California to Texas. During this time, I was angry with my father and felt abandoned by him. I can see now that my father tried to reestablish a relationship with me at this time but I was both too young and too old for this to be important.
My parents separated again and I chose to continue living with my mother instead of my father because she was familiar. This is important because we can see how both of my parents' roles in my young life shaped my future choices.
When I was 16, my father was hospitalized with pancreatic cancer and passed within a month. This was a really difficult loss. I mourned the potential relationship we might have had. My entire family seemed to lose all direction.
At 17, I was caught shoplifting. When my mom did come for me it was understood that I would have to get a job to pay my fines. I applied everywhere and only received one call back. A pet store left a message stating that if I could be there on the next day, the job was mine. This was not the job I would have chosen but it was the one God chose for me knowing that it would be a lifeline to me in the future. I continued working at the pet store eventually training to be a groomer. It didn't take long for me to realize that I loved my work.
I eventually left home, in and out of unhealthy relationships for many years. This time was dedicated primarily to work but there were faith-filled pockets. A coworker invited me to church and this renewed my faith. However, I was not living in alignment with God and I was extremely depressed. I remember praying that God would take my life multiple times. The relationship I was in took a lot from me and it would be 8 years before I recovered fully. This relationship led me to realize the damage I was still carrying from my childhood.
While recovering from this relationship I plunged into my faith, renewed. I met my first husband. I became generally discontented in my life, began college and seeking work outside of the pet industry. When this relationship failed I was plunged into a period of faithlessness while I wrestled with what this meant about my faith and myself. This relationship failed because it was not what God chose. I ignored his warnings because I cared more about people's feelings than God.
I met my 2nd husband. He was good to me and I was happy. He supported me and helped me house and care for 2 of my brothers on multiple occasions for a large span of our time together. I love him deeply. I wanted so badly to please people and to stay comfortable that I lived much of this time as an agnostic, believing in a creator, unable to commit yet defending the teachings of the Bible any chance I got.
While living in San Antonio my youngest brother passed. This was devastatingly painful. I had so much regret because of the resentment I carried. This resentment was the product of continually putting other people's needs ahead of my own.
Shortly after this I discovered that my husband had been unfaithful. This betrayal nearly destroyed me. I decided I wanted to forgive him because I believed that when measuring the deed against our relationship it was worth saving. This was a very difficult time. When I reread the journal from this time, I remember feeling so sad for the girl writing. I didn't know who I could trust. I felt extremely isolated. I had no self worth. Then my husband's father passed. The betrayal was set aside.
I decided to take a break from school. We moved back to North Texas. An old friend offered me grooming work. I accepted immediately. This job was meant to show me that I could run a grooming salon independently.
We bought a house. We got pregnant long after mourning and accepting infertility. I opened my grooming business.
We were so excited for our future. It felt like a new beginning for us. During this time my prayer life began to ramp up. I began praying for wisdom to be the mother that my daughter needed. I was worried that I would break her because inside I still felt broken and attributed this in large part to my childhood.
In my 9th month of pregnancy I discovered that my husband had been unfaithful again. When I confronted him this time, he ended his life. This was an overwhelming grief and was largely pushed aside for others. My fears for my daughter and prayers for wisdom continued. I knew that I needed healing if I wanted to raise my daughter without transferring this trauma.
My daughter was born.
I am surprised by the love I have for her. This blessing was two-fold. I understood what parental love was for the first time which gave me a deeper understanding of the love God has for his children and the pain that would accompany sacrificing your only child. My mission to break free from the bondage of my past was fueled by my love for my daughter. I was living in the plans that God made for me despite my grief. I had my own home. My business was growing steadily. I was able to balance my work and home life. I had a lot to be thankful for.
When my daughter was about 3 months old my mother was diagnosed with dementia. I did not want my mother to live with me. I wanted to heal and grieve. However, it made the most sense for her to stay with me. This was extremely difficult. I lived in prayer. I began drinking. My feelings were deep and strong and I had a lot of them and I blamed my mother. I was still doing paperwork involved with my husband's death. I had to prove paternity to claim survivor benefits. My drinking increased and I carried a lot of shame. I frequently promised my sleeping daughter that tomorrow would be different, that I would be better.
About 18 months after my daughter was born I was praying about my situation and I just told God I didn't deserve the survivor benefit if I was going to continue drinking. The following morning I woke up and poured out my wine. My phone chimed. I received an email confirming that my survivor benefit was accepted. At about 10 months of sobriety I relapsed. This happened because I cared more about what others wanted than what was best for me. It solidified my reasons for sobriety and I am now about 17 months sober.
I was still caring for my mother. About 2 years after she arrived God revealed that I was called to care for her in this time but it would be temporary. Caring for her became easier and I began to see how wrong I had been in my anger towards her. And then I forgave her. And the calling passed into someone else's hands.
About a week later I was making room for more family. I knew God did not want this for me but I again struggled with choosing God over people. After several months this family left with the intention of severing ties until further notice. I wanted to reach out but God has told me to wait. This waiting season completely severed the bondage I had to my childhood and dissolved my parenting fears.
God healed my trauma, delivered me from alcohol and brought me to a place of peace and blessing. My testimony grows daily. Praise God.
Glad you can climb mountains. As for me, I'd rather have Lord Jesus move my mountains into the seas and oceans πππ₯³
Yes! This song Blessed me immensely, and I had a little worship time this morning with this song after hearing it on Joy FM 99.1 St. Louis. God bless All those participated in bringing this song out to Godβs People. Love It!
2 witchcraft attacks that were supposed to kill me, 1 accident that I survived, betrayal and heart break and somehow I'm able to type this testament with a renewed mind and a fresh new heart. Bill C-9 won't stop me from testifying my testimony. So Glory be to God
I need the Lord right now. I'm really lost. Please lead me to him.
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Top 5 song for me it got me through a lot of hard days
amen
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