Rise: Do Not Let Your Pain Define You!

By Apostle Dr. Yvette M. Resto

There are many Men and Women who can and will relate to some of their Hidden Pains being exposed in this book. Know that you are more than a Conqueror. God is Still in Control, you might have thought about giving up, or there was no way around the PAIN! All I can say is Trust in GOD.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Emphaloz Publishing House
• Release date: Nov 28, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393387350

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Introduction

I’m telling my story and some definitions and scripture references there are more, but these are the ones that I selected. I pray that this book will help others who have experienced or have hidden pain that they are dealing with to heal and know that they are not alone.

God will heal you, so you will be whole again. I have been healed from all my hidden pain, and I’m now able to speak about it and tell others that they can survive with God on their side; that they are more than conquerors in Him and are forever victorious.

This book is dedicated to my Mother, who has passed on. She never knew the things that happened to me in my childhood, as well as my older years. However, I gave it all to GOD. Because, I was walking around with a lot of hidden pain.

I did not include names because that is personal, and to also protect them from any backlash or confusion. Some of my accusers have died, while some are still living, so it's best that I tell my story without giving their names.

Rise Above The Spirit of Rejection

As I look through my childhood and my upbringing, I sense a lot of rejection. Even though I knew that my mother loved me, I felt rejection because my mother was in and out of the penitentiary system, so she was in and out of my life.

Every time my mother was incarcerated, I would go to live with my grandparents. They adopted me when I was in the Junior Year of High School.

My grandfather was very loving; he was a lumberjack by trade; this is how he made a living for his family.

He only had a third-grade education, so he could not read or write very well. When it came to numbers, everything had to be written largely so he could match numbers on the telephone.

He did know how to count his money whenever he had a load for the sawmill; he taught me how to do his adding for him. I was very close to my grandfather; he never wanted me to leave after graduating from High School, so he offered to help me go to college, but I needed change and as a result I left Michigan.

During the Christmas Season, I would go with him, if I could, to help him take cords of wood to homes; this is what he would do during the winter months.  Whenever I went to help him, one time we went to the Mayor of Muskegon Heights' house to deliver a cord of wood. When the mayor found out I was a girl, he took an extra cord and gave my grandfather extra money.

My grandmother was very strict, and I did not feel alot of love from her; maybe she loved me in her own way, but all I felt was a lot of rejection. I’m not sure if I was a reminder of my mother to her during her childhood. I did not get a