Hi there,

There is so much that I wish I could tell the world about you. I know how they look at you, blame you, detest you, and reject you. I see how they cross the street if they see you walk their way. The sidewalks are not big enough to hold the truth.

So, they conjure up images in their mind and tell themselves lies that they can live with.

Red horns and pitch forks and black cauldrons over an open flame.

Girls in all black, chanting over the candle flames surrounding them as they sit inside a pentagram.

The moonlight and spellbooks, jewels and crystal balls.

Divination, alchemy and the secret societies with their esoteric knowledge.

They know what Hollywood wants them to know.

They actually believe that they don’t know anyone in the occult because God forbid, they would never hang out with someone like that. Too blinded by the narrative to see that it’s the teachers, the pastors, the doctors, the lawyers, the police officer living down the street.

Some speak out against the symbolism, Ouija boards and tarot cards or preach Kabballah while wearing a tree of life around their neck. Others are keyboard warriors complaining that nobody ever does anything about the tunnels and asks where all our children have gone?

White magick, dark magick, or no such thing as magick at all. Many are so clueless. They have no idea what the spiritual realm actually holds.

They can’t begin to understand what they actually did to you. How they shattered you and stripped you down until there was nothing left. They don’t know how they drugged you and tortured you and trafficked you until your little body collapsed again and again. They can’t comprehend how you are forced to live in a hell that they wouldn’t wish on their worst enemy while seeing you show up for life every day.

They don’t see what I see.

I wish I could swoop in and rescue every single one of you. I wish I could help you understand that what I see when I look at you is so very different. I love you so much.

I see a baby in the womb, tormented and confused by the rush of horror and pain as your umbilical cord passes everything your tortured mommy felt to you.

I see a 6-month-old baby girl with no more tears to cry as you stared at the ceiling trying to befriend the familiar hunger pains and dark, cold rooms.

I see a heart with so much love to give always trying to mend and your tiny hand reaching into the darkness for help that never came.

I see big blue eyes empty of life as you cling to any reason at all to live.

I see the cover story of cake and ice cream placed neatly in the family photo album before they passed you around to celebrate each of your birthdays.

I know you never wanted any of this and I’m so very sorry that every adult failed you. You deserved a family that loved you, that delighted in you. You were never meant to see the things you had to see or do the things you did. You should have been in a daycare where Christ’s love was shown to you, not a Baptist torture center. You were meant to run and play, laugh and love, and have all the cuddles you needed. Brothers and uncles aren’t supposed to touch you there, and mommies should always believe you. Cages can keep hamsters safe and make great dog crates, but they were never meant for you, sweet girl. Soldiers are supposed to protect their country, make it safe, and guard the gates, not keep you locked in hospitals while keeping the rescuers out.

You think if anyone knew the things you have done, they would blame you, hate you, wish you were dead. That’s what the occult wants you to believe. They depend on you to hold steadfast to their lies. But I already know the truth. My body keeps the score. I knew long before I started to remember.

I have always known that this was not my fault, and this was not your fault.

We did not wake up one day after being treated with love, dignity, and respect and decide to throw it all away to go join a cult. We were just a baby. We had no choice.

We did not choose to be tortured, programmed and sold; we only chose to live.

I have a secret to tell you, from one survivor to another, so listen carefully.

I’m so very thankful that you chose life. Every double bind, every rule, every order given, you chose to do whatever you had to do to keep us alive.

They are lying to you, using you, keeping you in so much pain and torment that you can’t remember that the body is all grown up now and you can leave.

You have free will. You get to choose.

You can change your mind. You can change sides. You can get out. You cannot save or rescue anyone by staying. It’s all a lie. If you were powerful enough to make them do or not do anything, you would have figured out a way to run a long time ago.

You are no longer abandoned and alone. You don’t have to pretend or be strong or even be brave.

It’s okay to be scared and do it afraid. There is safety in Yeshua. Real love doesn’t kill, steal, and destroy.

So, I’m asking you, please, just one more time to choose life.

You are so loved, so wanted, and so needed. These verses changed my life, and I know they can change yours too.

To open their eyes, so that they may turn from darkness to light and from the power of Satan to God, that they may receive forgiveness of sins and an inheritance among those sanctified by faith in Me. Acts 26:18

Jesus said to him, “I am the [only] Way [to God] and the [real] Truth and the [real] Life; no one comes to the Father but through Me. John 14:6

Once more Jesus addressed the crowd. He said, “I am the Light of the world. He who follows Me will not walk in the darkness but will have the Light of life.” John 8:12

And this is the message we have heard from Him and announce to you: God is light, and in Him there is no darkness at all. If we say we have fellowship with Him yet walk in the darkness, we lie and do not practice the truth. But if we walk in the light as He is in the light, we have fellowship with one another, and the blood of Jesus His Son cleanses us from all sin. 1 John 5-7

For God, who said, “Let light shine out of darkness,” made His light shine in our hearts to give us the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ. Ephesians 5:8

He has rescued us from the dominion of darkness and brought us into the kingdom of His beloved Son. Colossians 1:13

You have so many people that care and are praying for you now. It’s time to come home.

Love, Georgia