On days that Ministry becomes a bit too demanding, it is my WHY that pushes me through. At the foundation of my WHY is my mother, The Late, Brenda Parham DesChamps. My mother was one of the smartest and most encouraging women that I’ve ever met. My mother honored family and was devoted to her church. One thing that stood out to me is that she had a sharp eye for potential and would do whatever she could to encourage others into their destiny. She was funny, witty and could sing a mean alto in the choir :-). She made the best potato salad and macaroni and cheese on the face of the planet. She was dependable and very consistent.
However, at the core, my mother was broken and tormented by a past trauma that was never addressed and as a result, robbed her from experiencing the best quality of life possible. I know and experienced things concerning my mother that would surprise many. Now that i’m a deliverance minister and have a very sophisticated understanding of spiritual warfare, I can see how my mother’s lack of knowledge and intervention sent her to her grave early. Plagued by an overwhelming amount of medical issues coupled with debilitating depression left unaddressed at the root killed my mother.
I am sadden because our relationship was greatly affected and there is not a day that goes by that I don’t wish that I had the knowledge then that I now have. There is NO DOUBT that my mother would still be alive. My mother was demonized and sadly, the very church that she was devoted to did not have have the knowledge or power to help break free.
While walking one of my siblings through deliverance, an ancestral spirit manifested and confirmed my suspicion that they tormented my mother and killed her before I arose to a place of power. They mocked that they knew who I was the entire time and in fact, came very close to causing me to commit suicide. God’s intervention saved me.
Sadly, there is nothing that I do to bring my mother back. However, her story fuels me to fight for the ignorant and oppressed by exposing the kingdom of darkness every chance that I get. I will tell the story that my mother couldn’t and masses upon masses of people will get set free.
And by the way, I am now beginning to reap the benefits of the things stolen from my mother. I placed a demand on the enemy to cough it up in the spirit realm. When its all over and done, I look forward to being reunited with my mother in the sweet by and by.
Minister Faithe, LICSW
The Power Pusher