Tranz4mation From Tragedy: The Blood

By Janice Lloyd-Redmond

I thank all of you who have taken the time to read my book. I hope that it has blessed your life as it was a blessing to write it. My prayer for you is that you take all and every pain that has ever tormented you and give it all to Almighty God so that he will in turn transform your life. Thank you!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Christian Faith Publishing, Inc.
• Release date: Aug 16, 2017
• ISBN: 9781635253993

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TRANZ*4*MATION from

TRA*GE*DY

THE BLOOD!

Janice Lloyd-Redmond

ISBN 978-1-63525-398-6 (Paperback)

ISBN 978-1-63525-399-3 (Digital)

Copyright © 2017 by Janice Lloyd-Redmond

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods without the prior written permission of the publisher. For permission requests, solicit the publisher via the address below.

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Meadville, PA 16335

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Introduction

My dearest readers:

I wrote this book on the bases of my own life experiences and how I finally came to the realization that life can be a roller-coaster ride with ups and downs, highs and lows, back and forth, ins and outs, here and there. I personally thought that I was in control of my own life and destiny until my life went from bad to worse finally tragic. It wasn’t until I surrendered my life to God’s will that I was transformed by the blood of Jesus Christ.

Please enjoy the reading of my book as I kept it plain and simple, and 100 percent real. I’m truly speaking from real-life experiences and straight from my heart.

Acknowledgements

The dictionary defines the word acknowledgement as (1) acceptance of the truth or existence of something, (2) the action of expressing or displaying gratitude or appreciation of something.

First, and foremost I would like to say thank you to God for all the true relationships and friendships that you allowed into my life.

I would love to honor and give a very special acknowledgement to what I would call my A team members.

A specifically means admirable

1. My husband—Don Michael Redmond

I want to say to you thank you, baby. You are my husband, my love, and my best friend! I thank you for always being here for me. I know that I can always depend on you. It’s so easy to love you because of who you are. You are genuine, and thank you for encouraging me. I love you very much, and may God specially bless you.

2. My daughter—Eboni Shunta’ Lloyd

I would also like to extend some sincere gratitude to you. I want to say thank you for being my daughter and another person that I can really depend on. It’s just been you and me for so long, and we were always a team. You are my buddy and my greatest pal. I know that you will always have my back. May God rain down special blessings on you.

3. My nephew—Michael Bryant McClinton

My words cannot express my appreciation for you. As a little child you have always been there for me, and even as you have grown to be a handsome young man, I can still depend on you. I can call on you for anything, and if it’s within your power, I know that you will do it for me. The times that we have always spent together were so heartwarming. You have really educated me on finances, and I’m even your real estate assistant. I thank you always for being one of my biggest fans. I love you. May Almighty God always grant to you the desires of your heart.

4. My spiritual guidance and counselor—Pastor Bryan Reeves

I really would like to dedicate this letter of appreciation to you. I really can appreciate your position of authority in my life. Almighty God joined us together for such a time as this. You have truly been a blessing in my life. You’ve helped me through some critical pains and hurts. I really know a lot about my purpose in life. Because of you, I see who I really am in Jesus Christ. I will always hold the highest regard for you as a true man of God because that’s who you really are. May God’s peace be with you always.

I would also like to acknowledge my immediate family members:

My mother—Mae Ellen Lloyd

My only sister—Shelia Renee

My brother—Byron Steven

My brother—David Thomas

My brother—Kenneth Darnell

My brother—Jimmy Earl

My brother—George Robert

All my nieces and nephews, cousins, aunts, and uncles, play sisters and brothers, in-laws, and real friends—you know who you are. I love and appreciate all that we’ve shared together—every walk, every talk, every tear, and every laugh. I love and thank you for your real commitments to me. I pray for all of you constantly, and I will always hold every one of you close to my heart. I love you all, and may God richly bless all of you.

A special thanks to Immanuel Lutheran Church Grief Support Ministry!

My prayer for all of you:

Heavenly Father, in the matchless name of Jesus, I personally want you to bless all of these wonderful people who have been in my life and have been very committed to our relationships. Please grant all of them love and favor and most of all strength that they may need to completely trust you as Abba Father! My prayer is that anyone of them that don’t have a personal relationship with you will stop right now and make you the number one priority in their lives. I pray that you would meet every need that they will ever have. Keep them safe and secure in your love for them and cover them always with your precious blood. I thank you for all these blessings. In Jesus’s name. Amen.

Chapter 1

Growing Up

I was born and raised in my home with both parents, seven children, and a dog.

My parents back then were considered middle-class hardworking citizens. My parents worked hard and provided the best for our family. I come from a very close family with six other siblings, seven children total in my family. I was the fifth of the seven children. My upbringing I would describe as being a little difficult at times; I mean with so many people in one house, it was kind of hard to be heard or understood.

When I was born, my father and I already had a bond between us, so growing up I was what you would call a total daddy’s girl. Hey, I was fine with that term. I never really developed a relationship with my mother. I always wished that we could have a better relationship, but for me, it never happened. My mother and my only sister had a much better relationship, and that was all right with me. I moved on with my life and decided as long as I had my daddy, I didn’t need anyone else because with my father, I had all I needed—security, protection, love, peace, and joy. My father meant the world to me. I could talk to my father about anything and everything, except for boys—he was definitely not trying to hear about that. I promise you that my father thought that the sun rose and set on me. Ask anybody that knows me, and they will confirm it; of course I was daddy’s little girl.

My family was very close and we did a lot of things together. Life seemed so much simpler back then, nothing like the way life is now. I was raised in a Holiness Church of God in Christ, and believe me when I tell you that church was my second home. I practically lived in church. My mother was a saved Christian woman that lived like church was all it was, and growing up, we hated to have to go to church all the time: every Sunday, Sunday night, revival all week, Bible study, choir rehearsal—anything that had to do with church, believe me, I was a part of it. The Bible declares, Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not depart from it (Proverbs 22:6). Back then, pastors and preachers weren’t talking and teaching about the grace of God. My image of God was that he was an angry old and mean person who was waiting to punish me for everything that I’ve done wrong, and every time that I would make a mistake, I would feel so guilty and my mother would say that God wasn’t pleased with my ways and that I needed to change my ways (self-effort)—trying to change my ways instead of changing my beliefs.

At a young age, I thought that I accepted Christ as my Savior and Lord because I was told to go to the altar and accept God over and over again. Repent, repent, and repent.

My parents were also kind of strict, so I didn’t get to do a lot of things that other children were able to do. Okay, I am going to keep it 100 percent with my readers; I really wasn’t checking for this so-called God. Personally, I didn’t care if he was checking for me either. All I wanted to do was get past the torture of going to church and acting like I was happy with this newfound relationship with Jesus, because back then, the only man that I wanted to look up to and who meant the world to me was my father—yes, and I can best describe him as my rock and my hero because I could always depend on him to love and protect me. For me no one or nothing else mattered. As I grew a little older and got into my teenage years, I still had a nonexistent relationship with my mother, so I decided that I would continue to talk to my father about everything and pretty much focus on our father-daughter relationship and therefore I wouldn’t long to be close with my mother. I felt that I wouldn’t need a relationship with someone that pushed me away.

My mother had a younger sister named Dorthy, better known as Dot to me. Aunt Dot didn’t live too far from us, and I spent a lot of time with my aunt and her family. Aunt Dot was more like an older sister to me than an aunt or even a mother figure, and we we’re very close. I