Born Into Sin, Transformed Into Destiny: God Can Truly Deliver You

By Gina R. Prince

When life serves up a steady flow of ever-darker pains and misfortunes, it can be tempting to give up hope or to believe that joy and peacefulness are only dreams possessed by those better off than we are.But there is a force infinitely more powerful than our feeble human tendency for dread and sadness. Only in the blood of Christ does hope win out over our sinful flesh.


Gina Prince's new book, Born Into Sin, Transformed Into Destiny, is a gritty testimony of redemption found in Christ. Through the vivid retelling of the trauma she experienced, Prince delivers one of the most powerful testimonies in recent memory, presenting a story of deliverance and healing from past hurts that will edify and encourage every reader who is blessed to read her words.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Creation House
• Release date: Jul 19, 2016
• ISBN: 9781629985688

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INTRODUCTION

The Order from God

IT WAS AROUND the end of August 2003 when I was commanded by God to write a book. The book was for my deliverance and to help others get delivered, as well. This book will reveal that there are five persons, or more, in all of us:

• First person: the you that you think you are

• Second person: the you your friends think you are

• Third person: the you that your coworkers think you are

• Fourth person: the you your church family thinks you are

• Fifth person: the you that your parents think you are

Remember, I mentioned there might be more than five different yous? Well, here’s number six:

• Sixth person: the you that you are with the members of the opposite sex

After the Holy Spirit gave me the concept of this book, I sat and thought about each of these so-called persons we all have, but instead of thinking about everyone else, I had some work to do.

I will start off with the person you are with your parents. In my case, I was raised from the age of six by my mom. In my twenties, I wanted it to appear that everything was all right all the time and that I had everything under control. It was supposed to look as if I was happy all the time. But the truth was, I could barely take care of myself. I had a spirit I called seeking approval from man. I always felt I needed my mother’s approval, as well as the approval of anyone else who might fill my need to feel accepted and worthy.

I am going to tie this in with the person you are with your church family. I grew up in church with people who were saved but did not act saved. We gossiped about everybody, and it was a fashion show every Sunday. My friends and I rarely discussed what our weekdays were like, so how could we really know each other? All of my years at church were like that. So, how does this tie in with my mother and me? Because I believe that if it appeared we were all right with God, then we did not have to look at any of our actual, pressing issues.

Now, let’s consider the person you are with your coworkers. Every day you have to portray yourself as having it all it together, even when your phone bill is late, you had an argument with your spouse, or you had to deal with any of the regular, hectic issues of day to day life. You have to pretend everything is fine. At work, you may be talking about going out for drinks, sexy clothes, or the latest gossip from the morning shows. The fact is, you are the you that you are with your friends specifically because they are your friends and because they accept the you that you maintain with them. In all likelihood, they do the same thing.

My friend Cindy and I pretty much grew up together, so she was my best friend and had been through the years. We have grown up, gone different directions, became friends again, split again, and now God has brought us back together again to do His will. But it was not until I began working on the concept for this book that we realized we did not really know each other at all. Our friendship was based on the lies we told ourselves, but it was God who held us together all these years for His glory.

Some of you could probably relate, because in school (high school or college) you were trying to fit in, being pulled from all over through peer pressure. So the question is, Who are you? Are you the you, you think you are?

This is the key problem: you really don’t know, because you are lost within all these competing personalities that you have created. Through all of these persons, you have created lies, pride, or lust; and the whole façade turns into something ugly and spins out of our control. It starts off from a root of some sort. As you get older, all of your different selves branch off into many other things until, eventually, you have to sit back, look at your life, and ask some hard questions: When? Why? How did I become six different people? What caused me to create these people? What was at the core of it?

God had me dig down to the root and the core to figure out why each of my persons was established. It is my prayer that this book helps people to open their eyes. God wants everyone delivered so He can mold us to become everything He wants us to be for Him and His kingdom.

THE IDENTITY OF WOMEN

So many women struggle with their identity. There are many reasons for this confusion. From the beginning, God called women to be a helpmate. God also calls His daughters women of virtue in Proverbs 31:10. As women, we have grown to understand our roles and place in God. We can see how He really has a place for His daughters in the kingdom. We have grown in many ways. God has opened many doors for His daughters to do great exploits for the kingdom of God. We have placed so much emphasis on the world’s point of view for how we are to live. God says no more; His daughters are jewels in His sight. We are treasures in the sight of the Lord. He said we would bruise the head of the enemy and from out of a woman a Child was born who would grow up and set us all free. (See Genesis 3:15.) He calls the body of Christ His bride.

We are very special to our Father. Now is the time to see ourselves the way He sees us. We do not have to be sex slaves, strippers, or prostitutes. God has a place designed for us to bring Him glory. He wants us to be glorified in Him. We no longer have to settle for less than the greatness He has planned for our lives. This is your time to shine.

Maybe you cannot relate to any of the words that you are reading. Maybe you have settled for being alone and unable to trust. God wants you to know that you can call on Him and He will answer.

There has been so much hurt and pain through the years. I believe most women have carried a lot of pain and loss. God wants to heal you today. He wants you to come to Him and allow Him to be your Father. Allow Him to be your Friend. This is His time to show you who you are and He wants you to know who He is in you. He is the Most High. He is the Almighty. And He is the great I AM. There is no one like Him. If you have felt abandoned, rejected, and misunderstood, then you will get your healing from the One who cares for you the most.

God created you to be strong and confident in Him. There is no one who would give their life for you like He did. Give your life to Him completely. Allow Him to raise you up in the face of your enemies. Now is your time to shine. Shine with His light. No degree and no husband will heal you and be there for you like El Shaddai. He is God and is more than enough.

We have to stand firm on the name of Jesus. We have to move closer to Him and not continue to run and ignore His calling. He is prepared to raise you up. Do not allow fear to stop the move of God in your life. This is your time. This is the day of your redemption. Get your eyes fixed on Him so He can restore you everywhere you need to be made whole once again. Surrender today and be encouraged. God will make a way. God bless you!

Chapter One

BORN INTO SIN—USED BY THE ENEMY

IWAS BORN FEBRUARY 12, 1969, in Detroit. My parents were young, just out of high school, when I was born. That was common in those days. Although they were young, they did plan to have me, and otherwise expected to be together forever. After they got married, they bought a house of their own, and a car. They both had jobs, and my dad went to school.

When God created Adam and Eve, it was Eve who was manipulated by the serpent (the enemy) into being disobedient. The moment he had her convinced, she convinced Adam to disobey God. We are descendents of sin; we are born into it. Let me address this to the women. The sin that we were born into is to destroy our men.

In my case, I was my dad’s favorite because I was an only child. To this day, I still look just like him. Normally that would not be a big deal. But now, looking back on it, I realize my close relationship with my dad ultimately grew into a division between my mother and I. My dad and I spent a lot of time together. He took me everywhere. We were close; closer than my mom and I.

My father died in a car accident when I was five. I was devastated, to say the least. After my father died, my mom and I were so far apart from each other that we could not really even explain how we got there. It was as if we were disconnected after his death. How did it happen? I am sure when my mom looked at my young face, she knew I could not really be blamed for our strained relationship; I have learned that it was the spirit I was born with that warred against her. How were we to learn this? Who was going to sit us down and tell us all of this?

We did not know this at the time—what we know now—but only Jesus could work this out. How long? Until this time, now. God’s time. It was the spirit of the enemy that used my mom and I to have division in our household for the rest of our growth together. Please understand that the purpose of this book is to be delivered and set free so that I can help others do the same, in Jesus’ name, and so that we may all grow into our destiny and do God’s will.

After my father’s death, it became painfully clear to me that my mother and I had a problem. I did not have a bond with her. In her defense, however, it was out of her pain that she at least partially checked out of our relationship. In those days, it was somewhat more rare to seek treatment with a therapist. She was a young wife and mother, and she, too, was suffering the sudden shock of the loss of her husband. She had never planned on being a single mother.

I had unconsciously put my all in only my dad. I really did not know my mother at all. And I did not care, either. As I was growing up, my mom was the mean one, the disciplinarian. She had to be. I spent most of my time with my dad, so that was all the connection she and I had before his