Testimony

My name is Anjel Hendry. I was raised by my wonderful mother named Michelle Oliver! We had some tough times with her being a 16 yr old mom and raising me by herself. I had some trouble with bullies as a young child and I really hated myself! I tried marijuana at the age of 12 yrs old. It didn't begin to be a routine thing but it was an open door. I had many people around me that smoked and drank...older and younger friends and family. I began to sneak alcohol at the same age of 12. It wasn't a real bondage yet but it was another door that was opened. I had an absentee father that was in my life off and on and it caused nothing but trouble. I began to reap the harvest of not having a father...I began to be "boy crazy" as they would call it. I hated myself and needed approval from the opposite sex. So you can only imagine what kinds of issues I was having. I went to school and was bitter about everything...some events took place in my personal life that made me spiral down a road that was meant to look cool or fun but it was definitely a life filled with garbage. In middle school I began to fight because I was angry and I hated everyone. In high school I began to hang with the wrong crowd and began to smoke weed. I went back to that door that was opened as a young child. I became a bonified pot head and didn't really care about anything but being with my pothead friends and smoking with them as much as possible! That lasted for about 3 years and in my senior year I dated a few different guys and the last guy was into pills. He introduced me into the world of xanex. I began to not really care about the pot anymore but care about pills. I then dated a guy that had about 6 different warrants out for his arrest and a drug past as long as the Declaration of Independence. We dated for 1 year and the entire time we were caught up in a drug world. About a year and a half into the relationship, after lies, cheating, and tons of fights I was more and more bitter and cold. But this boyfriends sister in law began to reach out to me. She was a Christian and she loved the Lord. She wrote me on Facebook one day and told me that God has a plan for my life and that He saw me as a princess in His kingdom. I was like yea right of course but something about this drew me...After a terrible breakup between me and this boyfriend...in attempt to get me back he agrees that he'd go to church with his mom...I decided to go and maybe some reconciliation could be made. That morning we went to a Pentecostal church called More Life in Grandbay. I left feeling good about myself because I had been in church...but nothing happened. That night we tried a different church. We went to Oak Park Church of God that night. I remember walking in and hearing the choir sing. I remember saying...They sound like a black choir lol. We walked in and sat in the back of the church. I sat down and as the choir sang and people stood and lifted their hands...I began to feel uncomfortable..but it wasn't a bad uncomfortable...it was the realization that there was something happening in this church. There was something spiritual happening! I was seeing people dancing and shouting and thought that was very strange and had already made my mind up...that was foolish and I would never be caught dead looking like that! Over the next couple of months I continued to come to this church morning and night...however on the weekends continued to party and do ungodly things...honestly out of ignorance. I would go downtown and party and then go to church. I did this for probably a span of 6 months lol...crazy. Well after being in the presence of God for that long something has to give...I remember it  was around Labor Day  in 2008 and I was partying it up in the club! Drunk, high, u name it. I had taken a couple of xanex that night which had me feeling really crazy...I was dancing and partying it up and in the middle of bouncing to the hottest song at the time. When all of a sudden it was as if time and everything around me slowed down and I heard the voice of God speak to me that if I died tonight...I would go to hell. Party was over for me that night...I was ready to go home. I woke up the next morning for church and cried the whole way there...telling my boyfriend that I was done...I couldn't party anymore...that morning at church pastor box preached on deliverance and I ran to the altar (still hung over) and asked Jesus into my heart...I stood up saved, sober and baptized in the Holy Ghost with the initial evidence of speaking in tongues. I got rid of my boyfriend...friends...bad music...and began to seek God! It has been almost 5 years and I am still set free, still full of the Holy ghost, preaching Gods word, and married to a wonderful man of God! Jesus can set you free!!!