Not Batman Or Superman But Almighty God: God Our Waymaker

By Hyacinth Mussio

What a testimony to walk such difficult times and be able to praise God through every experience.

Life can be like a roller coaster. It is filled with ups and downs. However, there is Someone who you can count on who will ride along with you to ensure you have a safe and successful landing. This true life story is filled with thrills and e

• Language: English
• Publisher: Trilogy Christian Publishing
• Release date: Oct 20, 2022
• ISBN: 9781685569204

Hyacinth Mussio

Hyacinth Mussio is a Christian who has been in ministry for over eleven years. Her mission is to inspire and motivate people, to encourage people to be strong in the Lord and never give up, and to instill the hope and the joy of the Lord in the hearts of people. Hyacinth lives in the Caribbean island of Trinidad and Tobago with her husband Joseph and their two children.

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CHAPTER ONE

I’M BORN AGAIN!

I thought I knew God. I thought I was a good Christian and a true God-fearing person. I believed I was a good person, but I was self-righteous. What I had was religion. I did not know God at all.

It was the 14th of February 2011. Now, usually when I woke up on mornings, I would say Psalm 121, then I would get to my house duties. Making breakfast, getting the children ready for school, etc. I had no time to waste. But that morning when I woke up, something strange happened to me. I did not even say good morning to my husband as I usually did. Instead, the first words that came out of my mouth when I woke up were, Joey, what is the Word?

Well, Joey looked at me in a strange way, as if to say, You should know that. Then he said, Jesus is the Word.

I said quietly to myself, Jesus.

It felt so good calling His name. I did not move a muscle. I lay in bed and went into my own world, just thinking about Jesus. A wonderful feeling came over me. It was a feeling I had never felt before. I just remained in bed smiling and feeling happy.

My husband left for work, and my son left for school. My daughter was still sleeping. Suddenly, something started prompting me to curse the Word. I never got so scared in my life. I jumped out of bed in a flash and started pacing up and down in the bedroom. I was having a panic attack. It was nothing new to me. I thought of hiding from God, but with all the hysteria happening to me I was still able to realize that I could not hide from God. I started to cry. Forty-four years old, but I cried like a baby, saying, Help me, God, help me. Help me, God.

I was still pacing up and down in the bedroom, crying, asking God to help me. But the prompting did not stop. In fact it got louder, and I got angry with God. Here I was begging God to put a stop to whatever was prompting me to curse Him, and I could not understand why it did not stop. I said in desperation. God! Why are You not helping me? It is You who says, ‘Ask and you shall receive.’ It is You who says, ‘Seek and you shall find!’ Why are You not helping me! Why, why!

I suddenly stood still and bowed my head in shame, and I said, God, I must be really sinful because not even You are helping me. God, how dare I want to curse You! God, I can’t be offending You this way. It is better You take my life.

I felt like taking a knife and ripping out my heart. I didn’t. I lay down on my bed and waited for God to take my life. I knew God could do anything. But then I remembered my daughter was still sleeping. And when she got up, she would see me dead. She was six years old. Then I said, God will take care of her, perhaps He will keep her sleeping until her daddy reaches home.

It so happened he was coming home early that day. I lay back down on the bed, with my eyes closed. I was crying. I waited for God to take the breath out my body and end my life. As far as I was concerned, the next thing I would know