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Sometimes, God will require things of us that we may not respect or agree with, but how will you react? What if your obedience to God would save your entire family line? What if your surrender redeemed multiple generations? What if you were required to do something for God that didn't directly benefit your loved ones? Would you say yes? What if you had to leave behind the very thing that pushed you forward? What if the thing you have been praying to God for existed on the other side of your surrender? What if you let go of everything you knew to become everything you're meant to be? Would you let go? What if I told you some of the first secrets of removing the sting of pain, trauma, and past hurts was to remove yourself? This doesn't always have to mean moving away from your hometown or getting a new job, but what if it meant moving out of the house where you were abused or removing yourself from those who cause drama in your family and even at work? I know a thousand excuses come to mind when you hear moving, shifting, or transitioning. What if your surrender to God required it; would you trust him? God called me out of my family over 5 years ago. I was told it was time to distance myself from certain people, which led to removing everyone I knew outside of my household. Sometimes, separation is necessary. I used to say my most outstanding flex was moving on from those I thought I couldn't live without. It's the truth; I felt I couldn't live without the family that raised me; it's not just that I thought I couldn't; I was manipulated and convinced that I shouldn't. How I was raised, it felt like a sin to desire a life that pleased me without focusing on how it benefitted someone else first. So, I told God, "No." I told the King of Kings and Lord of Lords that I couldn't be obedient because I could not leave my family. I feared they would hate me, I feared they would need me, I feared someone would die in my absence, and I could not disobey my beloved "grandmother." I chose to disobey God to please my "grandmother" and "family." I couldn't repent enough, especially when God showed me his command was protection, not just isolation. I struggle to share the entirety of this testimony, one because of my irritation with the lies and defamation I experience, but also because I want to tell my truth without shunning my loved ones and exposing my "family." I repented for many reasons, one being that I was serving my "family" over my God. They were so focused on themselves that they were exalting themselves over God. If God told someone to leave their surroundings to take up their cross and follow Him, who are you to make them feel bad for their obedience? Family and friends can quickly remind you what they desire of you or were able to expect from you, but not many people can identify and respect our obedience to the One, True, and Only God. Yes, you may be our mothers, fathers, or the people who raised us; yes, you may be our siblings and friends, but Jesus Christ is Our God, and how dare you expect us to deny him to appease you? Anyone who thinks otherwise is not my cup of tea. God commands us to serve no other gods before Him; we should serve no other gods but him; there is no other God but Him. If you don't believe that, it is not my job to argue with anyone about their personal beliefs. Free will is genuine, so respect mine while you demand your respect. And that can be a serious problem with loved ones; why can't you "Respect my Surrender?" God asked something of us, and eventually, we obeyed; why shun us for choosing to surrender to the will of our creator? The opposition is borderline demonic... For many reasons, some of you reading this may have to separate from where you were raised. Some of you may need encouragement to do so. Please do not think I am out here convincing people to leave their families; that minimizes my purpose. I am trying to lead you to God. Duh! Some of us have been raped, lied to, abused, defamed, manipulated, abducted from our truth, hurt, and so much more by people we refuse to separate from. It doesn't have to just be about family; some of us must separate from friends, exes, habits, hometowns, ideologies, expectations, and traumas. The man I thought was my father asked me something that changed my approach to everything. I complained about the people who raised me, and he asked, "Why do you keep dealing with people you claim have hurt you so badly?" I stopped and thought briefly; that was the last time I talked to him. Why do we do it? It's like cigarettes; you know it's killing you, so why keep smoking? It's because you identify some form of comfort even in the harm. This is deep, isn't it? How can we find comfort in pain? Reoccurring pain becomes a part of our normal, whether we realize it or not. So, because it's familiar, you stay around things and people that cause you pain. Forgiveness is also real, but do you know that you may still need to distance yourself from those you forgive? Hopefully, you forgive them, but it's still okay to take space when it's warranted, especially when it's commanded by God. Shoot, you can distance yourself from those you don't have any form of beef with. There are so many people I have no problem with that I distanced myself from, but in this moment, my surrender was my removal from a spotlight built around me. My surrender was my obedience to God's commands, no matter how hard or weak I felt. My surrender was a yes to God's will and way, even if I wanted to say no. It can be difficult to ask someone to respect a decision that goes against their desires. Sometimes, God will require things of us that we may not respect or agree with, but how will you react? What if your obedience to God would save your entire family line? What if your surrender redeemed multiple generations? What if you were required to do something for God that didn't directly benefit your loved ones? What if your surrender was the next step to the reception of God's promise? What if your most cherished loved ones didn't respect your surrender? Would you still surrender? What if it isolates you? What if you get dogged out for not doing what they prefer or agree with? Do you respect your surrender? It's easier to submit to the things we respect. Submitting to a parent, spouse, or anyone we don't respect is harder. Do you respect God? Do those you may leave behind respect you? Do you trust God? Do you and the people around you honor God? Surrendering to God's will may look different to everyone. We are individuals; everything about us is unique, including our personal relationships with God. One person's surrender may involve cigarettes, while another person's surrender may involve porn. One person may need to separate from things that hold them back, while some need to separate from the things that hold them up to teach them to depend on God! Your surrender could produce submission, while someone else's surrender could produce discipline. Merriam-Webster says surrender is "to yield to the power, control, or possession of another upon compulsion or demand." In a spiritual sense, we surrender our egos and expectations, our control, and demand to trust God with the outcome. We surrender our fears; we yield to God the power, control, and possession that fear, ego, anxiety, expectations, demands, agendas, other people, and ourselves have over us. We don't throw in the towel; we take a knee. We take a breather from whatever it is we can't control, maintain, manipulate, handle, or fix, and we give God the driver's seat, knowing this is the absolute best option. We surrender our will, meaning God's plans trump ours. Maybe you planned to live in a particular place for longer or forever; your surrender would look like you allowing God to move you where he wants to move you when he wants to do it. Maybe you had your occupation planned; surrender would look like you submitting to the purpose God aligned for you, even if it was never on your radar. For me, surrendering meant no contact with everyone I knew just because God said so. When I first surrendered, I thought I knew why God wanted me to do it; boy, was I wrong. The bombshell on me made sense as to why my loved ones wanted to keep me within arm's reach. If I hadn't surrendered to God, I would have been stuck in a place I genuinely didn't want to be but was manipulated to stay. I surrendered to God and watched the defamation of my character from a place of peace. I understood the things I could not explain. I found peace in the deepest parts of my being that I thought the light couldn't touch. God revived the dead dreams and wishes I buried beneath my trauma. My surrender will look different than yours, my outcome will look different than yours. But my testimony can empower you regardless of what part you resonate with. Whether you need to leave some things and people behind or whether you need to leave your plans on the drawing board, be empowered to surrender to God and respect your choice even if others do not. I respect my surrender; do you respect yours? -Amelia Renee' "Soul-See-Ologist"

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