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Psalms 27 is the ministry to be if you truly desire to walk out who God said you are.

The ministry walk women through every call of action mentioned in the psalm of 27 bringing forth healing, restoration and deliverance. 

I remember being afraid to go to sleep in my parents house that my stepdad would come in and rape me while everyone was asleep; one of my many childhood torments.

But I cried out to the LORD.

and I remember his still words in my spirit, "For in the time of trouble he shall hide me in his pavilion: in the secret of his tabernacle shall he hide me; he shall set me up upon a rock.


I remember feeling abandoned and rejected because my mom wouldn’t do anything to protect or even comfort me. But I take rest in knowing that 

"When my father and my mother forsake me, then the Lord will take me up.” Psalms 27:10


The most encouraging pillar to stand upon is knowing is in knowing that your enemies are nothing compared to God. In his word he said   “And now shall mine head be lifted up above mine enemies round about me: therefore will I offer in his tabernacle sacrifices of joy; I will sing, yea, I will sing praises unto the Lord. Psalms 27;6. 

I am now Living a life of testimony to encourage and deliver others. That no matter what has happened to me and to you; God will give you the strength the to endure and provide an escape route or plan of attack making you victorious.


One vacation my dad took me on with his side of the family was the vacation I was going to learn how to swim. I was 5 years old. After a morning of exhaustive lessons, I rested and played with my cousins. That late afternoon my older cousin was getting in the pool and asked me if I wanted to go in. I told him I wasn't ready to swim by myself and he said he would carry me and help me. His helped turned into he fingering and fondling me while he was holding me in the deep end. I was just 5. 


At 9 or so we moved and were living with my uncle and grandfather. Every night my uncle would have him some crown royal on ice. He would ask me to get it for him. Many a night in the kitchen he would turn our cultural cheek kisses into French kisses and groping sessions as he held me against the walls of the kitchen. 


Then there was the incident at 13/14 and the boyfriend whose sexual fetish was to abuse at 18...and the date that went wrong at 26. 


A month ago a young lady of about 40 years old broke her silence and shared she had been raped over thanksgiving...and in that moment I knew my story was for this moment and more. What we go through is to build oir capacity for what we are called to. 


My mom met my dad and very quickly married him to get out of the house. I'm not sure when the abuse began, but the abuse consisted of control, mental and physical abuse.  She wasn't allowed to get her drivers license, nor work and even when she went to the grocery store, she had to be so fast and not allowed to talk to any males.  My mom quickly learned what to do an not do to try and avoid a fight.  Living in the country and not having a car to use, she found a church at the end of the road.  We would walk there every was an escape but also allowed her to find God.  Finding God didn't stop the abuse on us all, but allowed for hope - something we all needed.  The abuse never eased up, and after 24 years, she finally got the courage and strength (with the help of my oldest sister), and left my dad.  I am not sure she found Psalms 27 in her struggles, but I know having that for a foundation would've given her even greater hope & courage to do what she knew she needed to do.  Truly knowing that God is her protection and that she WILL outlive her troubles and not die in the midst of them.


I had fainted unless I had believed to see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living.

Wait on the Lord; be of good courage, and he shall strengthen your heart: wait, I say, on the Lord. 

Ps. 27: 13-14

It is a privilege and an honor to be a part of the Psalms 27 Foundation. [I] praise God for Dr. Pamela Hill, after much prayer and fasting the Holy Spirit put in her spirit (heart) to establish this Organization. As I reflect back over forty-four (44) years of marriage, God gave me courage and He strengthened my heart not to throw in the towel of divorce. I remember I was having a temper tantrum with God. I was angry, frustrated, tired, wanted to leave my marriage because of all our issues. My husband and I were both head-strong. He was like oil, and I was like water; they don’t mix.


As I settled down from my temper tantrum, I heard a voice speak to my spirit man and said, “Lean on me.” As I reflect back over those forty-four years of marriage, God taught me how to lean on Him through prayer, fasting, reading His word, and having a prayer partner. My prayer partner and I met weekly to pray for each other’s marriage.

My husband was a great provider for our family, but I had to learn how to live with all his insecurities and baggage (anger, unforgiveness, bitterness, jealousy, hardened heart) because of his childhood issues of abandonment and rejection. He retaliated by causing me emotional torment.


God healed my marriage. God revealed that my husband only needed to be genuinely loved – and God taught me how to do just that. Psalms 27 Foundation has various Midwives that are willing, available, and ready to help you push through your pain and deliverance process.



 Many times in life we have to endure pain, hurt, anger and adverse actions that are no fault of our own.  I was molested; Date raped, Physically, Mentally, Emotionally Abused. I was bullied and beaten every day in school during my sophomore years in High School. My innocence was taken by someone that I thought was my friend. My stepsister as a young girl use to inappropriately touch me and I was a Fatherless child. I often wondered if my father was in my life would I have gotten molested?  Would I have been so promiscuous? I despised my Daddy and blamed him for everything that went wrong in my life. I despised him with a passion.

 I found out that my heavenly Father was there with me all the time.  The closer I became to my heavenly Father, the more I discovered who I was. The things that happened to me were not my biological father’s fault. 

My testimony of abuse ranges from violent beatings at age 4 to spousal abuse a few years ago. I am 60 now and the mental, emotional, physical, spiritual and sexual abuse and torment I experienced consumed a grave portion of my life. Nevertheless, because of The LIGHT of GOD bringing clarity and healing, I can know real happiness.

A gravely tragic incident happened to me when I was 7 years old. That incident changed my life. I was given medication to make my mind forget the horrible things that happened to me that day.  But my emotions, body and spirit knew and remembered the trauma. 

I went through many years of multiple episodes of unexplained passing out, uncontrolable behavioral outbursts and severe nosebleeds.

No matter how many times I asked questions. My mother and sister refused to acknowledge my persistence in wanting to know what was wrong with me. As I got older (in my early teens) I became sexually promiscuous and aggressive. I disconnected my emotions from my actions, and dominated sex acts as often as I could. I used sex to control my boyfriends and sadly got good at it. But by the grace of God, I didn't get AIDS.


In 1979 when I witnessed a neighbor attempting to commit suicide, I tried it too.

I survived but she didn't. That scared the crap out of me, but I didnt want to live like this any more. Shortly after checking out a neighborhood church I decided to "try God".

Many years have passed, and my deliverance has been a gripping but transforming process. Before and between my past marriage I happily celebrate over 29 years of Celibate life and counting. 


"The Lord is my light" and my Salvation. His Light and love has released me from the darkness of the man that took my childhood innocence. To this day, (even after learning detailed proof of what happened to me through police reports and friends testimonies) I know that the Light of God removes all darkness. Healed from the inside out because His Light (that lives in me) drives out darkness continually.



Towards the end of 2016 my world was shattered. I lost my mom. I lost my girl. The selfish part of me wishes she was still here. But I rejoice in knowing that she is no longer having her heart broken everyday of her existence. 

Since I can remember, I would hear my father verbally assassinate my mother. His verbal venom would emotionally kill her slowly- only because she craved a human love she longed for since she was abandoned by her mother at age 10. This desire for human love was used as a weapon to suck the very life out of her- all in order for my father to enjoy a life of womanizing, drug use and alcohol abuse. 
My mother loved her children. She loved her God. But she never loved herself. My father ensured that she could never look at herself as worthy of love by his daily reminder of how much of a bitch she was and how much she disgusted him. As a young boy I remember hearing my mother cry asking God to take her home. Nothing can destroy son’s spirit like hearing his mother cry, begging God for death. 
I grew up seeing first hand how verbal abuse can destroy a woman slowly- to the point where there is no life left in her. 

It’s because of my mother’s pain and suffering; and millions of women just like her why Psalms 27 has to be born into existence as an organization. Abused women need life breathed into them through individuals God has appointed.  I wish my mother had the opportunity to be impacted by an organization like this. I hope and pray that God leads Dr. Pamela Hill in this journey to help heal women who have been broken.


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