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Howdee Y'all!
I am Strypes on most forums. If I can't be "Strypes" then I am Strypeyone.
How I got that name is significant to me and I don't share the reason much on forums because so many have ridiculed it and it is kinda that "don't cast your pearls before swine" thing "lest they turn and attack you". I am not calling anyone here "swine" but I have been attacked on many occasions... Ok I will risk it with y'all..
"Strypes" is taken from Isaiah 53:5... And I have experienced divine healing.
I will give y'all the short version. The year was about 1997, the year after my divorce from my ex in 1996. My daughter was about 5 years old and my ex had removed me from the insurance. I was working a minimum wage job and had very little money. It was summer time and I got an ear infection from our community swimming pool.
Trying to make a long story short, I suffered for about a month and could no longer stand the pain. My paycheck that week was $86.00 and I paid $85.00 to go to the doctor. Well he prescribed three medications. One was a antibiotic. One was a pain medication. The other was some ear drops. The cost for the three medications was over $200.00. Then I was to come back three days later to have a procedure done that would literally suck the infection out of my ear. That second appointment would be another $85.00 Doctor visit plus an additional $150.00 for the procedure. I had ONE DOLLAR to my name and another two weeks till I would be paid again.
I prayed and asked God to help me and the Holy Spirit spoke to my spirit and asked me, "What does my word say?". I knew that the Bible, in the Book of James, says that if anyone be sick they should call the elders and have them pray etc. I told God that I didn't think the elders at the church I was going to at that time had the faith to pray such a prayer. The Holy Spirit then ask me who I would consider an "elder" to me and I could think of only one person, A college professor named Dr. Jerome Smith. Of all the people I had known in my life, he was the one that taught me the most about God. I had not had any contact with him in over 15 years. I looked in my personal phone book and low and behold I had his phone number. I called and his wife answered and she actually remembered me and said she would have him call me. Doctor J (he was about 5ft 3in) called me back and he prayed for me over the phone.
Nothing immediately happened. When I hung up the phone, I was still in a great deal of pain but I had an inner peace that God would take care of it somehow as I had done all I knew to do by following the instructions in scripture. I walked outside and there was a piece of wood on my wishing well in my yard and I bent down to pick it up and a yellow jacket rose up out of my wishing well like a helicopter and we were eyeball to eyeball.
I ran, but the yellow jacket and a friend of his caught me and one stung me on the tip top of my ear and the other stung me directly behind my ear and my first thought was "insult to injury" and the Holy Spirit said to me "No, this is from me". A peace flooded my heart and I went inside and a neighbor came over and took the stingers out. I went to bed that night with the side of my head swollen twice as much as it had been from the infection. I woke up the next morning and my ear was fine. The infection was totally gone and I could hear out of it again! God met my need in an unusual way and I thank God for healing me.
Yellow jackets are strypey! Tiz true.
That is the short version. Over the years there is sooooo much more that it would probably take book to explain my name's significance.
My JW connection...
I met a man who is a "born in" (now ex) Jehovah's witness. We became good friends and I love him. His name is Mark. After we had been friends for a year, his mother convinced him that I was a bad association and he terminated our friendship. I was devastated. No explanation. He literally "cut me off" entirely.
I had no clue what "bad association" meant in the context of the JW cult. All I knew was that I missed my friend so much that my heart literally hurt. I searched the web for understanding and I desperately wanted to find common ground with him and I refused to accept that JWs were a cult.
I eventually learned TTATT.. it took a while but I am no longer ignorant.
A couple of years later Mark and I renewed our friendship. It was never quite the same as that first year but we are still friends to this day.
I am a Christ follower. I gave my heart to Jesus in 1979 and was born of the Holy Spirit. Jesus is my everything.
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