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31May

Dr. Missy Hood

"Trust in the Lord with all your heart
and lean not on your own understanding;"  (Proverbs 3:5)


"Sometimes we go through life just living and not knowing where the journey is taking us. We think we know where we are going, but we have little idea as to the plans that God has for us. When we hit those “memorial stones”, do we realize how far He has brought us?"

My name is Missy (Dr. Missy Hood) As a young kid, I was carefree and very happy because I knew I was deeply loved by my family. However, when I was 7 years old—my life became anything but carefree because someone outside of my family started to sexually abuse me, and this was when the darkness started to settle in. The sexual abuse went on for 3 years until I got smart and realized that if I stayed close to my Dad at family functions this perpetrator couldn’t touch me. Even though, the abuse stopped—the darkness didn’t. It was later in life, that I learned the enemy (the devil), was after my prophetic gift, and the gift of loving others. (Some are given the gift of faith, others joy, but I was given the gift of love from birth). The Holy Spirit would teach me that His presence had been instilled in me. To prepare us for the Joel 2:5 Army that God was raising up for these end times.

(Joel 2:5) "With a noise like chariots
Over mountaintops they leap,
Like the noise of a flaming fire that devours the stubble,
Like a strong people set in battle array."

It was about 41 years ago, that you would have seen me as just some “tom boy”, who was struggling with life. I was struggling with learning due to severe A.D.H.D/Dyslexia. Also, at a young age, I felt like a walking radio tower because everyday I would find myself knowing things about people and saw many visions. I now know that this is a prophetic gift, and God was calling me to be a prophetess. I had such an amazing Faith and I would tell my parents—“Mom/Dad, God is going to give me such and such and it would come to be.” This was to their amazement, because we did not have much money and they could not afford what I was asking for, but God would provide every time!  So, I learned to DREAM BIG from the start and my family watched as God would take me into even bigger dreams. However, in the meantime I was still trying to understand all this and process what God was doing in me. 

Then my life, because of the abuse, would start to spiral out of control due to bulimia and drinking. These became the two ways that I used to control my body when I was in pain. I started to spiral out of control up to the age of 22 years old. That would be the year when my entire life would fall on it’s headthe day the enemy took my only protection that I had known—My Father died! It was this day, that my Dad went down into a field to cut wood on a family outing and died instantly of an aneurysm. I was the only one that wasn’t there for him. I had been out partying the night before with my boyfriend, doing drugs, drinking, doing all the things my Christian family had raised me not to do. Up to this point, I didn't really know God. I knew Him in my prayers, but to truly know Himthis would be the beginning of my journey on October 31, 1987.

At this point, I felt overloaded, frustrated, beginning to develop a drinking problem, had a eating disorder, and felt SO STUCK in life. I was ANGRY SO ANGRY at God for the loss of my Dad/my protector from all the perpetrators of life, and it was all gone! So now was the time when I had to learn to defend myself.

"In life, when you have the gift of loveyou live life to the fullest until it overflows EVEN ifyou live it wrongly. You do everything to the extreme because that’s the nature of true love. To love and live life DEEPLY, and everyone around me saw it in me as I was self-destructing."

When I was 26 years old, I broke up with my boyfriend and enrolled in college. decided it was time to go back to school and start learning about my God, the God I had only known about in my prayers. I felt love calling me back to Him, my truest sense of self, and I started having this unbelievable drawing to help people. I actually had it since I was 8 years old, because at that point, I was a year into the abuse, and maybe I felt like no one was there to help me. My Dad tried because he knew something was wrong, but he didn’t know what the problem was. A year later, God would allow me to walk in heaven to tell him “goodbye for now” as I would hear my Dad tell me, “God’s going to use you to help bring the Glory/Love back into His Church. Life just kept moving me onward after that. 

For a long time, I had this HUGE dream of designing in HollywoodBIG faith that kept telling me “Move to HollywoodTHAT will be your ticket out of the pain and then, you can BE SOMEBODY!” So I got my BA in design and spent the next 28 years designing for college & church live productions. I handled budgets up to $150,000.00 for choir and show costuming. Sometimes making theatrical costumes ranging up to $5000.00 (for Mi Mi Rogers on the film Stop Loss). What propelled me into film occurred after our million dollar production the “Austin Christmas Pageant” which I designed for yearly for about 4 years. 

In the 4th year, I would find myself standing in the middle of a room full of pastors when my choir director would spin around in front of over 500 people telling me, “Missy, we’re going to pray for you! We’re going to pray for you to design for churches!” To which I quickly spun around telling him “DON’T YOU DARE! I’M GOING TO HOLLYWOOD!” I felt a sadness in my heart as I felt like I was declining the Lord's invitation of what He was offering me. As I left the show wrap party that nightI heard a voice say to me: “OK, if this is what you “think” you want to do, I’ll let you chase this dream that you think is of Me, but I’m going to visit you in a while and we are going on a journey.” I thought the conversation was strange, but dismissed it as quickly as it had come, and I was off to pursue my own dreams of design and fame, the thing I thought would give me identity and value. Little did I know, the only way to find identity was through My Father in Heavena lesson I would later learn. I spent the next 10 years, designing on huge movie sets for Paramount and Warner Brothers films such as the “Gunman & Stop Loss” with Mi Mi Rogers (Austin Powers Movie), Sean Patrick Flannery, Joey Lauren Adams (Big Daddy with Adam Sandler), Cerin Hines, Ryan Phillipe & Cerin Hines (Tinker Tailor Solder Spy). God has allowed me to meet so many stars, and be connected to all the fame in the world, but even that never settled my soul. It wasn’t until I walked into a set trailer one day and said out loud, “I hate this job!”that I realized that this wasn’t my passion. HOWEVER, designing came naturally to me while learning academics DID NOT (because of my severe A.D.H.D). I had tried to work in the working world for years (outside of design/arts), and I wound up losing 40 jobs in 15 years because of the way I learned. I was at this place in my life where I was unsatisfied, very broken, and knew I needed a new life. I had gotten so far away from my Christian roots that I lost myself, and the purest sense of knowing what love really is. Hence, just like the voice had told me years earlier, “I’m going to come for you and take you on a journey", MY REAL JOURNEY BEGAN! I left the film industry and began to pursue what I felt what was God's plan for me.

God connected me into prophetic ministries where He would use me to minister to people non-stop in Austin, New York, and New Jersey. I began to face one of my biggest fears of obtaining a Master's Degree in Occupational Education. My Thesis was written to help those suffering with A.D.D., A.D.H.D, and other learning disabilities. My Thesis earned me awards and was the ticket that would get me invited into the Ph.D. program. 

At this point, I called out to God and said, I want to help your people, and inspire your warriors, intercessors, and Front Runnersthose called to battle at the front lines for the body of Christ. During this time, God was teaching me a NEW WAY TO PRAY, and to wield His sword with such agility & strategy for high level warriors. He’s raising up a special regiment of warriors. (Joel 2:5) These warriors have been primed by fire from the onslaughts of the enemy and persevered through the pain and struggles of life. 

We are now in a season where God is teaching us how to stand back up to where we KNOW the way in which we are to walk. We’ve been raised up out of the pain of the past, to where we now use the past as a platform upward to help others learn how to climb their mountains. Church Reformer Leaders that are preparing the end-time Army for such a time as this! Teaching them how to maneuver through the 4 contraction points of the year (the birthing of Jesus Christ) through His remnant so that, we can be the LOYAL, HONORING bride He meant for us to be. Think about it! Would you ever “befriend or date/OR EVEN MARRY, anyone who dishonored, or betrayed you? Absolutely NOT! Neither would God! So, why should we think He would accept any less from us? He's demanding a pure spotless bride, a bride that is truly ON FIRE for Him, passionately in love (in the spirit) to where we can show others how to get back into the “real deal!” Back into His spiritlike we once walked as a society, but at deeper levels. Back into truth & love the way God always meant for us to walk in.


Blessings,

Dr. Missy Hood

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25Nov

``1George Carneal, was raised in the Bible Belt, by a Southern Baptist minister. Throughout his school years, he was tormented with physical and verbal abuse. George was called a queer, faggot, and a homo. While heterosexual peers dated, he spent 12 lonely years yearning to be loved by a man. Eventually, he turned his back on God, the church, and fully immersed himself in the queer culture. George learned firsthand, that there are many struggles in a religious world at odds with, and often hostile toward, homosexuals.


"As far as the east is from the west, So far has He removed our transgressions from us."  (Psalms 103:12)

George Carneal -- Author, Speaker, Singer/Songwriter


I’m a Baptist minister’s son who grew up in church and gave my life to Christ when I was seven years old. I also struggled with a same-sex attraction. Living in Tennessee, in the Bible Belt, in the 70’s, homosexuality wasn’t a topic I heard about unless some random person was making a derogatory comment about “fags.” 


All through school I was tormented with physical and verbal abuse with one guy threatening to slit my throat. Being called a queer, faggot, homo, I didn’t understand how my peers were able to identify something about me that I hadn’t been unable to understand and come to terms with myself. This was confusing.


At church, the pain was compounded by the inevitable sermons on Sodom & Gomorrah. I felt condemned by God for something I didn’t ask for. On the inside I was filled with rage and told God I hated Him. I suffered in silence.


While heterosexual peers dated, I spent 12 lonely years yearning to be loved by a man. A random encounter with a guy out of high school confirmed this is who I was…a homosexual. Shortly after this encounter, my father was relocated to a church in Florida.


Not long after the move, I ran into a guy who invited me to a local gay bar. Walking into a bar filled with attractive men was overwhelming and exciting. I finally found a “home” where I wasn’t being bullied, could be myself, and be around other guys like me. I craved affection from guys and became promiscuous.

 

Since countless “loving Christians” insisted that God destroyed Sodom & Gomorrah because of vile perverts like me, that God created AIDS to kill queers, and that I was destined to burn in Hell, I believed that maybe God does hate me. So, I turned my back on God, the church, and fully immersed myself in the queer culture.


Sadly, after three years in the gay life, I was masking the pain with drugs and alcohol. Pornography became a part of my life, I developed a sex addiction, became a hustler (a male prostitute), struggled with depression, suicidal thoughts, and eventually attempted suicide. I felt no hope. 


My journey would eventually lead me to Nashville where I met a guy, we became boyfriends, and moved to Los Angeles. I secured a job in the music industry.


After seven years, we broke up because I was still tormented and struggling with my faith and sexuality. I longed to be in church and eventually found a church home. I was filled with constant anxiety for fear that these Christians would discover my secret.


After church I cruised adult bookstores and bars because I was so hungry for affection and love. Random encounters meant quick sex, but I didn’t care…it was a brief moment of feeling desired by a guy. I couldn’t see it at the time, but I was searching for something to fill a void in my life. I had yet to comprehend that Jesus was the answer.


After a mild confrontation with a deacon over rumors regarding my sexuality, I left the church and found a gay-affirming church with a homosexual pastor. Surely, I would find the answers and come to accept that God made me this way. The turmoil was still there. Unable to find concrete answers, I left that church.


Working in the music business, I had the chance to meet and be around countless celebrities/rock stars/movie stars. In our celebrity-obsessed culture, many believe that fame and fortune will bring happiness. However, some celebrities weren’t that pleasant to be around and appeared to be just as unhappy as I was. I personally knew miserable people with immense wealth. It was clear.  Money and fame doesn’t bring happiness.  


I extended my search into the occult, new age and Hindu arenas hoping to find different paths to get to God. I still yearned for Him even though I wasn’t sure He wanted anything to do with me. I had no desire to serve Satan but wondered if God was holding out on information that Satan was willing to impart. Could I get to God through a supernatural means?  


Casting love spells seemed appealing...as I desperately wanted a man to love me, but something in my spirit...compelled me, not to open that door so I didn’t. I spent countless hours in new age/occult/psychic bookstores, browsing through various books on “world religions”, while waiting to have my tarot cards read by psychics. I was desperate for answers yet became cynical when all they could provide was vague information about relationships and financial issues that could be applied to anyone. 


The New Age emphasis on sacrificing ourselves for the good of mankind, fighting darkness that was consuming the world, appealed to me. The search for “ascended masters” to become more enlightened intensified….with no luck.


Attending a Hindu temple in Hollywood, the “teacher” read from sacred Hindu texts, even God’s Word. While Jesus was respected as a great teacher, He was also equal with other Hindu gurus. That was unsettling. No matter how confused I was, something was settled within me that Jesus was God’s Son and no one compared to Him. I also knew idols had no power and I certainly wasn’t going to bow down and worship them.


Additionally, the new age and Hindu (even Buddhist) teachings regarding reincarnation were distressing. My current life was one of misery. The thought of being reincarnated, coming back to live many lives over and over and over in order to become perfect, striving to reach moksha (Hinduism)/nirvana (Buddhism), without any knowledge of past mistakes in order to do better in the next life, brought about more despair. 


Deep within me, I knew Jesus was the one, all-sufficient Savior who paid for my sins on the Cross.  Instead of me having to do the work, Jesus did the work and that comforted me. God confirms that we live once, and then...the judgement (Hebrews 9:27).  I eventually, rejected the Occult/New Age/Hindu teachings.


I wanted a relationship with God, but I didn’t want to be around Christians. I hated them. Church was a place of anxiety for me. The thought of attending church was like going into the lion’s den.


Disillusioned with life, one night I drove to a Christian bookstore in Long Beach. I searched for books on suicide, but from a biblical perspective. After one failed suicide attempt, I was ready to try again. However, I feared God would send me to Hell for taking my life. Suicidal thoughts were as common as what I thought about eating each day. The depression was brutal. I cried all the time. The voices in my head tormented me. I needed peace. Finding nothing on the subject, I sat on the floor and cried.


I went back to the bars and slept with men in order to mask the pain, the loneliness, only to struggle with constant heartache as I desperately searched for love.


Sitting at a dive bar in Hollywood one night...(among the prostitutes, hustlers, former jailbirds, drag queens, kids tossed out of homes because they were queer, women whose wrinkled faces revealed difficult lives, and old gay men getting drunk at the bar)...I faced the cold, harsh reality of life. This could be me. My heart hurt for those people. During this time, I was unable to share how much God loved them by what Jesus did on the Cross because, I couldn’t see it for myself thanks to mean-spirited “Christians”. I was a vile homosexual. I had no hope yet something had to change. I couldn’t do this any longer.


A television commercial from a local church advertised a Bible Study on the book of Genesis. I felt led to contact them and spent two years attending that Bible study. I hungered for God and enjoyed studying His Word. My view of God started to change. I eventually started to see that God didn’t hate me. He hated my sin. There was hope that I could have a relationship with God! I also met Christians who truly had the heart of Christ as I slowly immersed myself back into the church.


God eventually led me to a Baptist church through a retired pastor. The current pastor moved to have a class for LGBT individuals. I was excited because I would now have a safe place to meet others struggling with this issue. Unfortunately, the pastor and teachers were moving us in the direction of “Being gay is OK, we’re under Grace, God created you that way” and I was confused.  Scripture is clear we are not to abuse God’s Grace (Romans 6:1-2; 14-15).


I had heard numerous stories of LGBT individuals whom God was bringing out of that life so I was perplexed as to why the pastor/teachers were pushing us into that life. I was now more confused. I was mentally and emotionally exhausted dealing with this issue, especially when I didn’t ask for these feelings! 


I sat in my car so many times and cried, banging the steering wheel, yelling at God, begging Him for an answer, for peace! I often prayed this sincere prayer to God: “If homosexuality is OK in Your eyes, give me peace about it and I trust You will put a good Christian man in my life who will love me. If homosexuality is wrong under all circumstances, give me peace about it, help me to recognize it, and I will still serve You.”


As the months passed, wanting to believe that “gay is OK”, I was still tormented. I said enough and accepted that it was not in God’s will. I left that church, turned my back on the gay life, repented, and truly surrendered my life to Christ. The most amazing thing happened. God gave me what I had longed for my whole life...peace with myself, peace of mind, and finally...peace with God! The issue has been settled and I am no longer tormented in my mind or by my past! (Isaiah 43:25; Psalm 103:12; Romans 8:1)


Numerous LGBT individuals have accepted that homosexuality is not a part of God’s plan. Some LGBT individuals have transitioned successfully into a heterosexual life. Those who still have a same-sex attraction, like myself, have chosen celibacy. We desire to live a life that honors and pleases God. I’ve been on this path for about 12 years now. 


The Apostle Paul asked God to “remove the thorn in his side” and God responded with “My grace is sufficient” (2 Corinthians 12:7-10). If this is to be my thorn, so be it. What matters is that God provided the healing I needed in order to have the strength to walk away from that life. My desire for sex with men no longer controls me!


This journey has been difficult, but I praise God for bringing me though it because I now understand God’s grace and His mercy. There is hope for everyone no matter what your bondage is….drugs, alcohol, food, sex, pornography, even issues of shame, rejection, abuse, rape, guilt of abortion, criminal activities, etc. If one is truly sorry and repents, God’s free gift of salvation is available to anyone who wants it (Romans 6:23). Jesus paid it ALL on the Cross at Calvary when He shed His precious blood for our sin. God desires to have a relationship with you but you must come His Way and that’s through Jesus.  (John 3:16-17; 10:9; 14:6; Acts 4:12; 1 Timothy 2:5). Give your life to Christ today and know real peace. You matter to Him!


Blessings,

George Carneal


Purchase George's book --- Amazon (From Queer to Christ) Available in both Kindle & paperback.  

 

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