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Destroying Generational Curses and Birthing Breakthrough: Closure to the Past

Day 30: Destroying Generational Curses & Birthing Breakthrough-Closure of the Past




Scripture:

Exodus 34:7 he punishes the children and their children for the sin of the parents to the third and fourth generation.”


Isaiah 61:7-9 Instead of your shame you will receive a double portion, and instead of disgrace you will rejoice in your inheritance. And so you will inherit a double portion in your land, and everlasting joy will be yours. “For I, the Lord, love justice; I hate robbery and wrongdoing. In my faithfulness I will reward my people and make an everlasting covenant with them.9 Their descendants will be known among the nations and their offspring among the peoples. All who see them will acknowledge that they are a people the Lord has blessed.”


Isaiah 66:7-14 “A woman does not give birth before she feels the pain; she does not give birth to a son before the pain starts. No one has ever heard of that happening; no one has ever seen that happen. In the same way no one ever saw a country begin in one day; no one has ever heard of a new nation beginning in one moment. But Jerusalem will give birth to her children just as soon as she feels the birth pains. In the same way I will not cause pain without allowing something new to be born,” says the Lord. “If I cause you the pain, I will not stop you from giving birth to your new nation,” says your God. “Jerusalem, rejoice. All you people who love Jerusalem, be happy. Those of you who felt sad for Jerusalem should now feel happy with her. You will take comfort from her and be satisfied, as a child is nursed by its mother. You will receive her good things and enjoy her wealth.” This is what the Lord says: “I will give her peace that will flow to her like a river. The wealth of the nations will come to her like a river overflowing its banks. Like babies you will be nursed and held in my arms and bounced on my knees. I will comfort you as a mother comforts her child. You will be comforted in Jerusalem.” When you see these things, you will be happy, and you will grow like the grass. The Lord’s servants will see his power.


Song: Manifest

Happy Thirtieth Day of Thanks Everyone!


We made it!


Today, we give thanks for the destruction of curses and the birthing of breakthrough. December 16, 2021 will forever be marked as the day of the closure of my past and the birthing forth of a new legacy in my genealogy. On the thirtieth day of my fast, I and my daughter, Delilah Christina were freed from some generational curses of mental illness, sexual immorality, addiction, “illegitimate” children, and lack of marriage. I am so grateful to God for loving me enough to gift me with my heart’s desire and a future free from the sins and errors of my ancestor’s past.


There were about 52 days left to the 2021 year and the Lord began to speak to me in my prayer time. He said, “I need you to consecrate yourself before me for forty days before this year ends.” In my semi-sarcasm, I replied, “you do realize that there are only about 52 days left for this year, right? I would have to start like right now.” The Lord, in his fathering tone, answered back, “I know.” Usually before I fast, I have time to seek the Lord about why I am fasting and to ask Him what it is that I need to pray for, purge in my life, and the guidance of what type of fast to do. This “short” notice, which was not really short notice, didn’t give me much time to prepare myself, physically and emotionally, to do a “proper” forty day fast/consecration. At least, I felt that way. However, since obedience is better than sacrifice and the Lord knows that, no matter what, I was going to obey Him, I took the next three or four days to prepare for the next forty days of consecration.


Humbly, I asked the Lord one last question before leaving our sacred time together. “Lord, why do you need me to fast for the next forty days?” His reply was, “where I’m taking you in this new season, you can’t afford to bring the baggage of the old season. I need you to know that I am a promise keeper and can no longer allow the delay of the blessings that I have to release to you.” While those words rattled my spirit and humbled me more, I had no idea of the magnitude of what God was talking about when He mentioned “the baggage of the old season.” At that moment, I just knew that The Great and Almighty God of this Universe didn’t want to see me suffering anymore and without the promises He spoke to me. Shortly after our conversation, I began to think about the “unfulfilled” (or better said the non-physically manifested) promises of the Lord in my life and wrote them on paper so that I could commit those things to prayer during my fast. When I thought about my many promises that had not manifested in the natural yet, forty days seemed about the right length of time to be in prayer about them. (SMH!)


Somehow, I also knew that this time of consecration was a preparing for the upgrade in my anointing and the crossing over into a new level of my calling. Anytime we see 40 days of fasting or 40 years of “wilderness” in the bible, it was a preparation time for whoever was in consecration. Ultimately, once the “forty” time interval was complete, the person had everything they needed to step into their purpose or birth breakthrough for a new paradigm shift. Look at the lives of Moses, Elijah and Jesus. All of them experienced a forty day or forty-year interval of consecration. Afterwards, they all had an anointing to fulfill and carry out their powerful and divine assignments for the Kingdom of God.


First, I started my consecration getting my heart right with the Lord. If there were things that would be hinderances to this forty-day journey, I needed them exposed. I decided to start the first week in a complete fast that stretched from 9pm of an evening until noon of the next day, with concentrated prayer occurring primarily in the “wee” hours of the early morning. As I went deeper into the fast, the complete fast broke at later times. I prayed daily during each prayer watch (every 3 hour shift of the day) for the manifestation of the promises. During the time of the fast, there was so much warfare coming, I knew that these forty days would not be easy at all. But, I knew that God had me, no matter what, and was hovering over me so that my promises could be fulfilled. During the time of my consecration, the many breakthroughs that I have seen have surpassed the level of warfare that came to prevent them.

On the 28th day of my fast, God told me to pray specifically for Delilah, my daughter, for the next three days of my fast during the 3 a.m. to 6 a.m. prayer watch. He also told me to ask one of my trusted friends and prayer partners to pray with me during that time to uphold my strength as I prayed. I obeyed and started that same day. On December 16, 2021, the last day of the three-day period, which was also the thirtieth day of my fast, I was in a deep travail in prayer for Delilah and quickly pivoted to breaking mantles and witchcraft altars of addiction in the bloodline of my prayer partner. Shortly after, God showed me a picture in my mind of a fetus whose placenta was suctioned in the junction of the thoracic and lumbar region of a spinal cord. I had no idea what the picture stood for but God said “pray to break the connection between that placenta and the spine.” I begin to pray and I saw a machete like object striking the placenta to detach it from the spinal cord but there was so much resistance that the placenta would not detach. I asked the Lord to tell me what that fetus and placenta represented because I knew that if I could identify it, I would be able to specifically call it, expose and destroy it. Otherwise, I would be praying amiss, as if I was striking air. Suddenly, a violent tongue arose from belly and I began to speak in tongues and pace through my entire house for about thirty minutes. As I was praying, I saw the machete splice into an area of the placenta and get a chunk of it detached from the spinal cord. I kept praying in the Spirit and the force of the machete got stronger and stronger, making more headway at detaching big chunks of the placenta from the spine. Then, suddenly, I declared in English, “You root of rape introduced in Clara Pearl Williams, that has been responsible for mental illness, sexual immorality, lack of marriage, addiction, “illegitimate” children in the four generations of this family, I destroy you NOW and declare that you will not stand any longer, in the name of Jesus.” At that declaration, the Holy Spirit said, “stay in this vein of prayer and don’t move until you see the placenta completely detached from the spine and completely washed away.” I obeyed and continued to pray. As I prayed, I saw the machete keep chopping at the placenta until it and its roots were completely detached and destroyed from the spinal junction. Then I declared that the blood of Jesus was completely washing away the fetus and its placenta and I saw another picture of liquid, almost as a waterfall, completely flushing out the fetus and the placenta.


I continued to pray a little longer in that vein and God begin to reveal to me the panoramic view of the four generations of my family and what that root of rape had introduced into our bloodline. Because no one had broken the curse during each generation, the damage within each generation of my family was successively worst. God begin to say to me as I prayed, “When that rape occurred, it introduced several demons into your grandmother. The demon of “major depression” that was introduced into your grandmother looked like that for her. However, because it was not broken in her generation, it appeared as major depression and bipolar disorder in the next generation. Again, because it wasn’t broken in the third generation either, it appeared as major depression, bipolar disorder, and schizophrenoid behaviors. Because it wasn’t broken in the fourth generation, it now appears as major depression, bipolar, schizophrenoid behaviors, oppositional defiant disorder and autism. This is why you felt so much resistance when you would pray against certain spirits in Lilah or see some progression and then see periods of regression. Each time you prayed and fasted to break something, because the root was still there it would have time to fortify itself and grow back. Thus, the regression in Delilah or seeming as if you were going around the same circle over and over again. But, today, you have broken the root and will see these Egyptians no more.”


Just as the Lord presented the successive lineage of major depression, he did the same for addiction and sexual immorality, showing the root of the fornication, adultery, identity crisis, sexual depravity and prostitution in which many folks in my family have engaged throughout these four generation. God continued saying, “the root of hate for men was also introduced with that rape. This is why none of the women in the four generations of your family have ever been married or experienced marriage, no matter how long-term their relationships with their partners have been.” Wow!


Now things were starting to make sense and as God promised in the beginning of 2021, He was explaining all the whys. In frustration, I have yelled at God on countless occasions asking why every time I prayed against the deaf-dumb spirit operating in Delilah, I would hit a brick wall. I kept protesting to God, “I am going to need you to supernaturally do this because obviously I don’t have what it takes to knock this thing down. I have tried every biblical and spiritual principle I know, I have prayed, fasted, asked for help with any unbelief, and have sown more seeds than anyone I know concerning this particular area and it won’t break. Am I not pleasing you, Lord? Am I doing something wrong? Have I missed something? I don’t understand why it is not happening for me but I see it happening for everyone else.” For some time, in the earlier years of Lilah’s medical conditions, without ever saying it out loud, I continued in ministry feeling completely defeated and thought, “perhaps, we’ve gone as far as we can go in this deliverance thing, maybe I put all my eggs in God’s basket and He just can’t deliver on this one. Or maybe all the prophetic words that have ever been spoken to me were feel-good words that people thought would cheer me up.” But, thank God, over time those thoughts were completely broken off of me. I developed my “spiritual” faith muscles in the Lord and saw Him be too faithful time and time again to not believe the promises the Lord had spoken to me.


This whole ordeal also made sense about marriage in my life! As I was sitting in a prayer meeting four years ago, a prophet of the Lord asked me if I was okay. When I said, “yes” the prophet asked “are you sure?” He asked me the same thing three times. On the third time, my reply was “I think I’m okay.” I was so confused. Then he spoke, “You are not okay. The enemy has been attacking you in the area of marriage for the last seven years such that what was supposed to happened was completely stolen from you and didn’t happen.” Wow! For a long time, I did not understand the way my life was playing out, especially in the area of marriage and family. I had always felt in my spirit that I was supposed to be married and with a second biological child at a particular age and could never explain why things had not happened yet. But, now I understood some of the magnitude of the prophet’s words. Additionally, about a year or so before that prophet spoke to me, the man that God told me was my husband deceived me in our friendship and I discovered that he married someone else. I also discovered that he had a child by that person. And while my supposed future husband married that someone else, he declared to me (on several occasions, in my face) that no matter what things looked like, I should know that he loved me and would love me forever.


Can you imagine the complete and utter heartbreak hearing those words caused me? Could you imagine that he had the audacity to say those words to me as if those words would make me feel better? Besides wanting to crack a bat over his skull because I was furious, I literally had to go through the agony of knowing that he did not choose us, in spite of how he felt and what he knew. That blow was like getting stomped in a street fight; it was devastating and wasn’t something that I could or did immediately bounce back from no matter how hard I tried. (The only reason I could guess of why he actually told me those words was because maybe he thought I’d be dumb enough to be the side chick if he told me how he really felt about me. NOT! NEVER! NEGATIVE!) That was a wound so deep, it got tucked away in the crevice of my broken heart. I walked away jaded and dazed and feeling like the very promise of God for me, concerning marriage, would never come to pass. Finally, I also understood the many repetitious dreams that I had in the past of my future husband and/or son being in a hospital bed in a coma or on life support. I never understand what those dreams meant and I couldn’t hear anything from the Lord when I asked them what they meant.


I left that consecrated prayer on the morning of Dec 16th, thanking God so much for his faithfulness. I had closed the door to “the baggage of the old season” and I had just birthed my new legacy. My new legacy was the “new nation” described in today’s verses in Isaiah 66, for which I had spent so many years of my life travailing. The pain that I endured watching Lilah suffer through epilepsy and almost dying six times, the financial devastation endured to feed her and keep her healthy, the sacrifice of my life and career to be Delilah’s mom, watching my future husband dissipate, enduring the years of roadblock on the journey to Lilah’s healing, encountering rejection and abandonment, the pain of not having folks pour into my life like I poured into theirs—these pains, allowed by God, were contributing to the labor pains and the contractions to birth my “something new.” According to the Isaiah 61 verses, my “something new” is a double portion, an inheritance, everlasting joy, and a countenance that lets everyone know that I and my offspring (Delilah Christina) are marked for and by the blessings of the Lord.


This has been one hell of a few years, marked by constant travail, pain and warfare. I experienced some real battle scars but held on to the Lord and obeyed when He told me to “stay in the fire,” when I barely had the strength to fight anymore, or Hw encouraged me to “stay on the potter’s wheel” and trust Him when all of my humanity saw the facts and wanted to waive my white flag. But, God! The steadfastness allowed me to birth a baby and not abort. Now, when I pray against that dumb/deaf/mute spirit, I no longer hit a brick wall. I see that spirit weakening, with every blow I strike, as if it’s about to go down with a TKO. In the last few days, God has done some miraculous stuff and shown me that even with about eight days left to this year, he can still blow my mind.


My new legacy and season are one free of ALL mental illness, sickness, sexual immorality, shame, addiction, hate for men, and identity crisis. It’s birthed in breakthrough and includes freedom of the mind, where Lilah is completely healed, deliverance, sexual purity until marriage, healthy and intact marriages, identity stability, and all other promises God assigned to me when He created me as well as all the promises Jesus won back when He said “it is finished” on the cross of Calvary. And as the song declared, it is “Manifest! For it must come to pass…I am what God’s designed me to be.”


Today as we give thanks for breaking generational curses and birthing breakthrough, I invite you to ponder the questions: “What are you birthing? What are you willing to do to see it manifest?” In addition to pondering those question, I ask that you volunteer your time and/or donate as much of your financial resources to an organization, IFCO/Pastors for Peace, (www.ifconews.org/donate) that has spent 60+ years travailing and birthing justice movements here in the US and across the world. The organization facilitates a scholarship to my alma mater, my favorite medical schools of all time, The Latin American School of Medicine. Please help them to give the gift of medical school to students of color here in the US so that we can have those same doctors taking care of us and bettering our communities later.


Love Ya,


Have a Great Day of Thanks

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