https://youtu.be/g3zDE0C3YRA Knowing God Fearfully Made The image here is from an original watercolor painting that I did, as I was coming to really understand my identity in Christ. It commemorates a time when the Lord healed me of the wounds of my past, and helped me break free from negative mindsets, destructive behaviors, and the... Continue Reading →
As most of you know my life has not been an easy one...I was born with a "Fragile X" which put me at a high functioning level of the autism spectrum...my daughter has it too. Needless to say that in the 70's people knew nothing of autism or ADHD, and single mothers were not as... Continue Reading →
With RACE, and the "racist white people" that so many are talking about, apparently BEING THE PROBLEM...I have to make a point here:
My name is Victoria Nicodemus, host of Abide In Hope. When I was a young girl I experienced a supernatural encounter with God. This video is my testimony of that experience, or what is commonly referred to as a "Christian testimony."
Lately we've been hearing a lot about the Narcissist and Narcissistic Abuse, and I think that most spirit filled Christians are sensing that there is in fact a spirit of the age, a Zeigeist at work right now in the world that is ANTI-Jesus Christ...boldly setting it's self against everything that is of God.
Is it really possible that the civil unrest that we've been seeing over recent months here in America, could explode into a full on civil war in 2020?
With no friends or family, God became my best friend, and my Father in a very real and tangible sense. Over the years the Lord has taught me about life, how to love myself and forgive those who've hurt me.
My heart goes out to all the mothers who've lost children, or given them up through adoption. Those who've had miscarriages, and even those who've opted to terminate pregnancies. My heart aches for those who've lost their children in vicious custody battles, and all those birth mothers who for whatever reason, weren't able to raise their children themselves.
With the normal sounds of the hustle and bustle, that are characteristic of any typical Wednesday morning in the city, now replaced by a deafening silence…many people are in deep reflection about their lives, myself included. Some are having to face the stark reality that they’ve been putting faith and confidence, in things other than God. Many of us are coming to understand just what privileged lives, we’ve been living.
"As God began to heal and restore me, I cried out to Him and asked Him to forgive me. I prayed that He would touch the hearts of my children to forgive me too.
