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Tiffany_M_S
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I am turning to you because one of the most powerful things is prayer. Another reason is that some of the greatest love for strangers and for fellow Catholics I have found in these forums. So, here I stand, in all my shame, asking you to both forgive and pray for me.
I got fed up with the world, the suffering and pain it gave me, and everything in it. I summoned Lillith, a demon, to curse a little over ten people, because they had hurt me. Let me be the first to tell you: WRONG MOVE.
Now, I have a home that is not safe, and I must go to confession on Saturday.
I am a poor sinner who has lost faith. Ironically, my faith came back in a profound way, when I faced Lillith down last night.
I literally hit the floor. I dropped to my knees and prayed, telling God I loved Him, I was sorry, and that I was afraid. I begged Him for forgiveness and protection. And suddenly, He was there. The evil in the room shrank back just enough so I could breathe. God surrounded me. I could feel a mighty love fill the room when I was filled with fear. God surrounded and protected me. I felt strong. I felt brave. And He, with all the love and protection of a true Father, walked with me, as I paced the floor. I was still scared, but God and I faced her down together. He was wonderful. He gave me my faith back. He made me feel strong.
But I still must go to confession. I must be forgiven. I need you, my dear friends, to forgive me for a mistake that should never have happened. And I still need help, because I have a funny feeling she’ll be back tonight.
Please, I beg of you, forgive me. Pray for me. You’re some of the sweetest people I know. Please don’t give up on me. Not when I need you most. Please, not now. Not when I have come this far. I need you. I need your help. Pray for this sinner. Confession is on Saturday. Pray tht nothing happens to me before then.
I love you,
~Tiffany
I got fed up with the world, the suffering and pain it gave me, and everything in it. I summoned Lillith, a demon, to curse a little over ten people, because they had hurt me. Let me be the first to tell you: WRONG MOVE.
Now, I have a home that is not safe, and I must go to confession on Saturday.
I am a poor sinner who has lost faith. Ironically, my faith came back in a profound way, when I faced Lillith down last night.
I literally hit the floor. I dropped to my knees and prayed, telling God I loved Him, I was sorry, and that I was afraid. I begged Him for forgiveness and protection. And suddenly, He was there. The evil in the room shrank back just enough so I could breathe. God surrounded me. I could feel a mighty love fill the room when I was filled with fear. God surrounded and protected me. I felt strong. I felt brave. And He, with all the love and protection of a true Father, walked with me, as I paced the floor. I was still scared, but God and I faced her down together. He was wonderful. He gave me my faith back. He made me feel strong.
But I still must go to confession. I must be forgiven. I need you, my dear friends, to forgive me for a mistake that should never have happened. And I still need help, because I have a funny feeling she’ll be back tonight.
Please, I beg of you, forgive me. Pray for me. You’re some of the sweetest people I know. Please don’t give up on me. Not when I need you most. Please, not now. Not when I have come this far. I need you. I need your help. Pray for this sinner. Confession is on Saturday. Pray tht nothing happens to me before then.
I love you,
~Tiffany
