My entire live I grew up as a child of God and have I learned about the forgiveness of God and that I have to forgive others. This is easier said than done. And I could never know why I had to keep on forgiving people and after some time when something happen I realize that I have to forgive the same people for the same offence done to me years ago, all over again.

I received a Revelation about the Blood of Jesus in 1997, and ever since I know about the power of the Blood of Jesus for our protection and for the washing away of our sins. I had no problem to believe that my sins are all washed away and the power of Blood which had protected myself and my family over all these years.

I must admit that I almost every time when I had to repent over sins which I have repented of before and had to forgive people all over again after I though that I had dealt with those sins already, that I felt I did not do a good job off it, the first time. I felt condemned and I felt that I had done a lot of damage to the body of Christ that I did not want to minister to people any more.

I never doubted the Power of the Blood of Jesus and His love for me, but I felt like a big failure as I just could not keep my tongue when old hurts surfaces. Normally when that happens, a big family calamity take place and always everyone involved gets hurt all over again.

Such a family calamity took place again November 20, 2013.

While I am in the middle of the calamity, I keep saying that I have forgiven the past and I should do the Godly thing. I immediately repent and fell into despair. I blame myself and get on an emotional roller coaster.

But instead of putting a sock in my mouth, I talk about every time the some thing happened with the same people and that they never learned not to provoke me like this. The blame game starts and in the end no one knows how we got to such a mess.

After Willie left for work, I was alone and felt sad and rejected. As I had no desire to do anything but just sit and feel sorry for myself, I decided to watch TV. I flipped through the channels and the next moment I saw a man, Apostle Guillermo Maldonado on God TV speaking on a Broken Heart. As I felt my heart is broken, I just felt that this was for me. I pressed the record button on the remote and recorded the program.

While I was watching I soon realized that I got it all wrong. I do not have a broken heart, but I have a wounded heart. I had a wounded heart for many years. I had no idea what a broken heart was and I have a lot to learn about it. Still in a very sad mood, I prayed and asked God to teach me about a wounded and a broken heart.

The next day I told Willie about the program and the two of us watched it together. Both Willie and I realized that God is speaking to us and Willie said I should get more of Apostle Guillermo Maldonado teachings. We prayed together and ask God to open the truth about the wounded and broken heart to us.

We wanted to watch news on TV and Willie turned the TV on and at that very moment a women, Katie Souza was on God TV and she said, "the wounds of the soul must be healed". I immediately press record and we watched in awe as God has again speaking to us about the wounded heart.

I searched the internet on these two people and found a teaching of Katie Souza concerning Dreams and Visions and the healing of the wounded soul.

After listening to these teachings, I prayed and ask God to speak to me through dreams as He did before.

November 25, 2013 I had a dream.

November 29, 2013 while I was busy writing everything down of what had happened since November 20, 2013, I suddenly become aware of a very intense pain in my bladder. I realized that I have bladder infection and it come from nowhere and suddenly. As I heard what Katie Souza teaches on the wounded heart and how it affects our bodies and our health, I knew that this is connected to sin of offence which had wounded my soul. When this happened, I just completed writing the dream. I realized that I have over many years, bladder infection and sometimes become very sick because of it. I am sure that the bladder infections were connected to the sins of offences which wounded my soul over years.

I repented again for sins of offence against my mother in law and I applied the Blood of Jesus on my sins and I applied the Power of the Holy Spirit on the wounds of my soul. And just as suddenly the pain en infection came it went and I was totally healed.

For the last few days Willie and I talk about the road God is taking us daily and we write everything down. After watching and listening to these two preachers, I started to study on the subject of offences and the wounded heart. Willie and I decided to keep record of everything and of what God is saying and doing in our lives.

Today, December 3, 2013 I woke up with another dream. I wrote it down and God gave me the interpretation of it. I prayed and applied the Blood of Jesus on my sins and the Power of the Holy Spirit on the wounds of my soul.

I did not realize what have happened, but two hours later when I told Willie about the dream I realized that I had no pain in my shoulder. I jumped up and started to swing my arm to the back and up and I made movements which I could not make for the last couple of months, and that without pain. God has healed my shoulder. The enemy could torment me for a long time as he had the right because of the sins of offence and the wounds in my soul caused by the sins.

Willie and I started a journey with God, or I should rather say God started a journey with us and we are on our way to a full recovery.

December 25, 2013 - We told the children what the Lord told us and what we have learned so far from Katie Souza. They then asked to see the message. We all looked at the message and at the end when Katie prayed and ministered, we all prayed. While we were praying, an overwhelming sadness came over me. I sat with my arms to my chest and in my mind I was sitting as a baby in the womb. It was the most deep and sad experience I had since we started walking this road of healing. I felt so rejected and I wept as Willie was holding me. I knew I felt the rejection of an unborn child rejected by the mother. I kept saying "my mother did not want me". I have spoken to my mother since and she confirmed to me that I was wanted and so I did not cry for myself. I do believe that it was a manifestation in which God allowed me to weep for, and on behalf of an unborn baby rejected by the mother.