Woman - Age 43
From Prison to Freedom: How Jesus Healed Me from Fear
For three years I had been stuck in my "prison."
They had labeled me with anxiety and panic disorder. I didn’t dare to do anything on my own anymore. I went with my husband to his work and stayed in the car until he was done. I couldn’t go to the store by myself, couldn’t be alone with the kids—nothing at all.
I was quite desperate. Then there was a service one time where Gideon had been invited. In that service, we were invited to simply come and sit with the Lord. It was so intense, and the tears streamed down my face. That’s when I decided to start the process.
The conversations with Gideon and Jennifer began to build. Everything from the past was truly looked at, and eventually, everything was prayed over.
It felt like a bunch of “garbage” deep inside was coming up and leaving.
After that, my fears initially became a bit worse. I had a lot of grief. But now I brought it all to the Lord. I also found a lot of encouragement in Bible reading plans. It was all about God’s love for me, and that truth began to sink in more and more.
Two weeks before my therapy at the mental health clinic, I decided to start living again on my own initiative. I said to the Lord: You are the One who heals! You have already healed me!
Now I just need to take steps in faith.
So I started doing something every day—walking, biking with my children, cycling, and so on.
When I later attended the four-day therapy (where I had to face many challenges), it also went really well.
At the clinic they said: this is not the norm.
They had rarely seen anyone make such rapid progress and go through it without a panic attack.
For people who have been afraid for so long, it usually takes much longer, and the steps forward are much smaller.
Of course—it’s because the Lord is my Healer, and He says it so many times: do not be afraid! You have not been given a spirit of fear... He had already healed me, and now I was able to take steps because I had already been set free through prayer!
And so I continue to move forward. In June, I’ll be going out into the streets for a large evangelistic outreach.
Grateful for everything that was set in motion and also broken off—thanks in part to your help.