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Topic: The Family Reunion (06/05/08)
TITLE: Wheel of Misfortune
By Corinne Boback
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There was so much chaos, trying to get everyone ready for the annual family picnic. Some were excited, while others hid. Some laughed, while others cried. Destiny had to oversee all of them. It was a difficult job, but she knew the importance of doing it well.
Everyone had a place to sit as Destiny drove them to the picnic. It was a crowded vehicle, and not like any vehicle ever seen by man. It was simply a giant spoked wheel, with each girl sitting on an assigned spoke.
It was somber on the way to the lake that day. An eerie silence fell over everyone on the wheel, even Destiny. You could feel the tension in the atmosphere. One might think that this group was headed for a funeral rather than a fun-filled day with family at the lake.
No, these children were not headed for a funeral. No one had died. Where they were headed appeared to be a normal family reunion, with food, fun and games.
Upon arriving, nothing looked out of the ordinary. For a fleeting few hours, these children felt safe. They relaxed. Then evening came.
This private picnic area turned into a very frightening place. The adults were drinking heavily. A blazing bonfire was set. Drum music and chanting began.
Destiny knew it would soon be time. Which child would be part of the gruesome festivities in this satanic family tonight? Soon a name would be called. The other children would stay glued to that wheel, ready for the ride home, while the adults would use the chosen little girl’s body in ways that no child was ever meant to live through.
This story is not fiction. It is the truth of such a tortured life that other personalities had to be created in order for the host child to survive. It is the factual account of how Multiple Personality Disorder becomes a reality in a child’s mind. It is the story of the creative mind God placed in His child, that this little girl would not die of the pain.
Yes, the host child creates parts (alters), even naming them, as she is going through excruciating pain. That little girl’s mind goes somewhere else, as a new little girl takes that pain for her.
These alters live inside of the child’s mind, and can be called upon to take the authentic child’s place during severe trauma, such as the annual family reunion. An overseer, like Destiny, keeps things running as smoothly as a finely oiled wheel, just like the one in her mind’s eye.
Now Jesus said we have one body, one mind, one soul, and one spirit. That is truth. The alters are not individual people. They are merely imaginary fragments of a tormented child’s mind. To the child, it is a way of survival. And it works.
That child survived in a world of multiplicity until her fiftieth year, when Jesus said it was time to be healed and set free from a life of satanic torture.
God has set this fragmented mind free. I am living proof that the truth of Jesus is more powerful than any lie I was taught to believe. I believed I would always be satan’s child. I believed I would always have a fragmented mind. Those lies have been destroyed by Jesus Christ.
The horrific memories no longer haunt me, for I have been emotionally healed. The “girls” on the wheel are not needed, so they no longer exist.
I am His survivor. Jesus gave me the gift of a creative mind in order to survive and one day discover His true purpose for my life.
I am now a happy member of a wonderful family known as the Body of Christ. Through this family’s ongoing encouragement, I have seen God’s glory and discovered the very nature of Jesus. His love has restored my stolen childhood hopes and dreams. I am God’s miracle, all because of His amazing grace.
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