Layers of Deliverance: A Raw Journey of Healing, Freedom, and Walking Out Deliverance

I never saw myself writing this. Not like this.

I always thought my story was just that—mine. Something I carried, something I endured, something I wrestled with behind closed doors. But God had other plans. He never lets us walk through fire just to keep the ashes hidden.

For years, I tried to outrun my past. I hid behind ministry, behind church leadership, behind the idea that if I just kept moving, maybe I could leave the broken pieces behind. Maybe no one would ever know the weight I carried. Maybe I could rewrite the parts of my story I didn’t want to claim.

But deliverance doesn’t work like that.

You don’t just get snatched out of darkness and pretend the battle never happened. The wounds don’t just disappear overnight. Healing is a process. And the deeper the wounds, the more layers there are to uncover.

So here I am. Writing what I never planned to write.

Layers of Deliverance isn’t just a blog—it’s a journey. A space where I peel back the layers of my own story, exposing the raw places where God met me, healed me, and freed me. A space where I don’t just talk about deliverance but walk it out—layer by layer.

This is for the one who feels stuck between freedom and the past. The one who wonders if they’ll ever be whole. The one who’s been through deliverance but still wrestles with old thoughts, old patterns, old wounds. The one who’s afraid to admit that healing isn’t instant, that some days it still hurts, that sometimes the war feels unending.

I see you. Because I am you.

Layers of Deliverance is my story, but it’s also yours.

It’s a space for healing. For honesty. For truth. A space where we don’t sugarcoat the process, where we don’t pretend deliverance is just a one-time event, where we let God work through every hidden place we’d rather ignore.

So if you’re here, you’re not alone. And if you’re willing to go deeper, to uncover the layers, to let God into the places you swore no one would ever see—welcome.

We’re walking this out together.

This is just the beginning.