Barbra Judon

V.o.i.d. Barbra Judon

The spirit of the Living God spoke to me one day and said, V. O. I. D. I remember writing it down on a post-it and putting it on my desk. Not understanding why He would give me this word the way I was instructed to write it. Beverly had so many missing pieces to her life. Like those small puzzle pieces that are the hardest to find where they fit because the puzzle is scrambled. Until it is so challenging to get the pieces to fit correctly. Beverly became sad when she was not able to recall birthdays or holidays celebrations like most kids. Who hand had she held on the first day of school? Who cared for her when her stomach hurt? Or when she felt scared of the dark? It was almost as if someone erased those memories from her mind, and she struggled to make sense of those days, even in her adulthood. The VOIDS in Beverly's life were about to turn into Victories. The VOIDS that she kept trying to fill would never be filled by her own doing. No relationship except one with the creator could fill her VOIDS. No man, child, money, job, drugs, alcohol, or sexual encounters would ever fill what God left empty for His purpose. V=victory O=over I=instant D=disappointments