Amen Savage: A Story from a Daughter of the Most High

By Holly Roze Schneider

Become a world changer! Spirit, soul, and body. Great things must come out of sorrow. When the soul is wilted down, God rejuvenates it with the power of the Holy Spirit. So if you go through sorrow, don't despise it; it might be the start of greatness. You can change the world.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Trilogy Christian Publishing
• Release date: Dec 29, 2020
• ISBN: 9781647737696

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Amen

Savage

A Story from

a Daughter of the Most High

By HOLLY ROZE Schneider

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Table of Contents

Introduction

Miracles Happen

Bad Things Happen

Fear Not!

Above All, Have Faith in God

Pain Turns to Purpose

2020 Vision

Stand Strong in the Lord

Position of Covenant

You Don’t Pray For Devils, You Cast Them Out!

Be Ready!

Introduction

Jesus Christ, Yeshua HaMashiach. There is power in the name of the Lord!

I am writing this book to declare the works of the Lord and document some of the miracles God has done in me and my family’s life. My desire is to be able to reach all people, believers and nonbelievers.

God can take a tragedy and teach you to trust Him through it. It is unbelievably amazing what faith can do when you learn how to put it to work. Based on what has happened to me and what I have experienced in my life, evidence of the Almighty God is undeniable. I have not lived a holy life, quite the opposite, but I have the privilege to pray.

There is power in prayer! God’s faithfulness has taken me on an astronomical journey. If you are curious about how to unlock some truths about your creator and Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, or if you simply just want to know if God is real, then this book is essential.

In January 2015, I got a job bussing tables at Jeanine’s Bakery, a high-end restaurant in Montecito, California. This community in Santa Barbara is where all of world’s most elite rich live, like Oprah Winfrey and Bill Gates.

I was renting a room out of a house for $700 a month with my ten-year-old son. Getting paid every two weeks including tips felt hopeless. I felt like a slave; I did not have money.

I was broken financially, but not spiritually. In my brain, I would sing songs to the Lord or make up a little jingles and rap flows to find joy through the labor and very little pay.

One afternoon, a man came in and sat alone. He had a chai tea latte, a turkey and cranberry sandwich, and a thick black Bible.

When he was finished with his lunch, I went over and asked, May I clear your plate?

He looked up and said, You have such a beautiful smile, but you never use it.

I said, Thank you, sir, I am smiling right now!

He paused for a moment in awkward silence and then said, Yes, but your eyes are not smiling; they are incredibly sad. Do you know who you are?

I said with swagger, Oh course I know who I am. I’m Holly Roze!

He said Yes, but your true identity—you are a daughter of the Most High, King of kings and Lord of lords. Do you know what that makes you?

I continue to smile, wiped down his table, and walked away. That stayed with me. The seed was planted, and I began to realize who I really was in Christ. Wait, if that is my father—the King of kings and Lord of lords—and I am His daughter... what does that make me?

And I will be a father to you and you shall be sons and daughters to me, says the Lord Almighty.

—2 Cor. 6:18

You are heirs—heirs of God and co-heirs with Christ.

—Rom. 8:17

Miracles Happen

With man this is impossible, but not with God; all things are possible with God.

—Mark 10:27

My father, Joe Schneider, was diagnosed with polio as a young child and grew up in leg braces.

When he was eleven years old, the neighbor lady invited him and my grandmother to a Kathryn Kuhlman meeting. Kuhlman was an evangelist that held crusades all over the world, teaching people the word of God and touching their lives with the power of healing through the anointing of the blood of Jesus.

My entire life, I would hear my father telling people how he was standing in his leg braces and unexpectedly he began to feel heat from the very top of his head that pieced throughout his entire body. He broke out from the braces and ran through a crowd of 5,000 people upstairs to the stage where Kathryn had her hands up and was in prayer prophesying about a little boy in the basement that was being healed from polio.

My father was healed that night and his leg braces went in the trash. My dad said he could not help but tell all his friends in the neighborhood and at Temple about what Jesus Christ had did for him.

Growing up in the Jewish neighborhood of Bexley, a suburb on the east side of Columbus, Ohio, there was no believing in Jesus as our Lord and Savior. So when my father would tell his friends that he was healed by the blood of Jesus, they laughed at him. They mocked him and called him crazy.

Despite being brushed off by everyone, the proof was undeniable. He walked perfectly. Everybody doubted it, but my father was a believer in Jesus Christ, and no matter what he went through, he repped Jesus like no other.

They could not handle him in school; he was bringing wine in his thermos, and he sold drugs on the playground where all the kids played, so he was kicked out in the fifth grade;.

He still would pray every day. He grew up and became an entrepreneur. The confidence he had knowing he was a Jewish believer made him unstoppable.

Many years later, my sister was diagnosed with a childhood disease, a painful hip condition that affected her ability to walk like what my father had gone though as a child. The doctors called it leg Perthes. My sister was in the first grade when she began to complain about pain in her hip.

My mother took my sister to the doctor and, after the diagnosis, the doctor looked at my sister and told her she would never walk again. I remember my mother looking at her and immediately telling her Jackie, that’s a lie; you’re healed in the name of Jesus!

Her condition got worse; her hip bone completely popped out of socket, and the pain was unbearable. She was placed in a body cast for six months. I remember watching my sister play in bed and not be able to move, in a cast from her waist down and confined to the bed. So heartbreaking to see.

I remember when it was time for my sister to receive her operation. The surgeon was preparing to remove her hip bone and replace it with a plastic stint—basically, a fake hip.

My mother, father, and everybody in the church had been praying nonstop, but things were so bad the doctors needed to operate immediately.

It was a Monday morning when my sister was being rolled into the operating room. My father aggressively stormed through the doors of the operating room disregarding the authorized Employees Only sign.

The doctor screamed out to him, Mr. Schneider, get out of here! You have no authorization to be in here. You do not even have scrubs on, and this is a quarantined area. We are going in to operate now; she’s worse than she’s ever been!

My father demanded an x-ray. He told the doctors, We have been praying for Jackie along with everybody in the church! Dad continued to defend Jackie. This girl is healed in Jesus’ name!

The doctor rolled his eyes and began to call out for security to have my father removed. Dad stood his ground and said, I demand an x-ray now. You took an x-ray on Friday and it is Monday morning. I do not authorize you to cut into my daughter without taking the x-ray first!

Reluctantly, the doctors agreed, and as they set my sister up and prepared for the x-ray, something miraculous happened. When the technician lifted her leg, there was an immediate click, and her entire hip bone was perfectly back in the socket. As far as the doctor could see there was no need or reason to perform surgery her leg and hip was perfect!

I was standing next to my parents when the doctor came out from the x-ray room and said, Mr. and Mrs. Schneider, I do not know any other way to explain this, but there must have been some type of miracle. Your daughter’s hip is in perfect condition and back in place, no need to operate.

At that very moment, I watched my father run down the hall of the hospital screaming and crying at the top of his lungs, Thank you Jesus!

The nurses and staff stood around in shock. In amazement our family gathered, worshiping the Lord right there in the hall of Riverside Hospital. When my sister woke up that day, she assumed she had been operated on, with no clue what had happened while she was asleep under anesthesia.

My sweet six-year-old little sister asked the nurse, Is everything okay? Do I have a new hip?

The nurse looked at my sister and with the sweetest, softest, most angelic voice and said, No, Jackie, Jesus healed you today. Something happened that was incredibly special, and we did not have to do surgery on you.

As I watch the tears fall from that little girl’s eyes, I looked up into the sky and realized that God was really real. That day, my sister left the hospital without the body cast.

She was told she would never walk again. The next year, in second grade, Jackie won the jump rope contest. Hallelujah!

Despite my firsthand experience with the power of God, I still found myself in a very dark space as a young girl. I ran away from home at twelve years old, and because of that, bad things happened.

Bad Things Happen

All things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.

—Rom. 8:28

Bad things happen, criminal action,

but I don’t got to lay on my back on a mattress

just to cope with the fact that I grew up too young

with my father in prison, now a casket.

Can you imagine scheming and ducking,

everything is drastic, pleading the fifth

you can keep all your questions no fingerprints

on the Smith and Wesson.

Through all that I got to say through all my gangster ways

God stayed the same

He brought me through little by little,

glory to glory day by day

and I’m going to keep continuing to lift my voice

and give him all my praise.

That is a verse from a song I just wrote. Through my journey, I have come across some rough patches. Our adversary Satan has come to kill, steal, and destroy, but Jesus came to give us life and life more abundant. God, he is faithful even when we are unfaithful. In my case, I was a little girl that needed love, and my family was under attack by the enemy. Satan has done everything he could to try and stop God’s plan and purpose set for my life.

If you are a nonbeliever, the devil has already got you; but if you are a believer, he is working nonstop to be cunning and deceive us. He wants to destroy our relationship with God so that way we cannot be kingdom builders and influence the nonbelievers. Our voice is his greatest threat, and I am tired of using my voice for his service. I will declare the works of the Lord and glorify our Christ Lord Jesus.

The devil is a liar! He is defeated and under our feet!

Behold, I have given you authority.

—Luke 10:19

Good news! It is easy to become a Christian.

If you declare with your mouth, ‘Jesus is Lord,’ and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved.

—Romans 10:9

That is so comforting to know.

Salvation is not based on works. Ephesians 2:8-9 says, For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God—not by works, so that no one can boast. Hallelujah.

When I was three years old, my dad put me in kindergarten. We lived in Jupiter, Florida. I remember having nap time and crying because all the kids were calling me a baby. It did not last long, and shortly we moved back to Ohio.

My father had been sentenced to do some time in the Leavenworth Federal Penitentiary, so my mother got an apartment on the north side of Columbus for myself and my little brother.

My mother worked as a waitress at Tony’s Italian restaurant, and my little brother was suffering from pneumonia sleeping in the incubator. I was alone with a sick baby, a father in prison, a mom away at work day and night. I was strong and learned to survive.

I used to break into the neighbor’s house and steal their shoes when they were not home. Dee was one of my babysitters, a very bitter lady with two daughters. I had raw emotions with them, but had no choice in being there. Her daughters would taunt me and make jokes about my father being in prison. The babysitter would take us all to the store and buy her daughters beautiful shoes with ruffled socks. I will never forget the pain I felt when Dee said, Your mom’s poor, you’re not able to have shoes like this.

I did not like the feeling of being left out. I did not like the feeling of