I was so in dismay but I was able to pump my breastmilk while in the mental hospital. Actually, I was mad as hell because my newborn needed me but going to visit someone with my newborn led me down a spiral of misfortune.
I know this sounds crazy but while I was at this mental hospital God told me to pray for the babies within the walls because they were in another dimension and hungry. While I was at the mental hospital I pretended to feed them while walking up in down the halls.
I would call the person whi had my child and she told me that my son Starson would be screaming and crying while with her. A few years later, God revealed to me why my child was screaming and crying and it broke my heart.
Guess what? This year, surprisingly there was a shortage of baby milk. I just smiled then said to my self. The babies are being feed milk in the right dimensions.
God even revealed to me that a woman had given HIV infected breastmilk to a baby which caused that baby to go to the wrong team and it made me very upset. I was so happy when people all over the world was shipping formula.
Unfortunately, everyone don’t mean babies well. Earlier this week, God told me to pretend like I was breastfeeding a heavenly angel baby. The next day, I felt like someone aimed something into the house where I live then put something into my left breast and other parts of my body. At other times, I’ve been so sick that I’ve had to sleep on the floor away from the bed just to find comfort.
No matter the aim into this house in the Ben Hill area, I know God is in control and I will get to my destination with Starson.
HAVE A BODACIOUS AND MIRACULOUS DAY!
