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I find it difficult to write any comment at all.

Except: HALLELUJAH JESSICA IS STILL ALIVE.

May this feeding of the beasts forever stop.

EXPOSURE, EXPOSURE.

God bless.

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Thankyou so much for that reminder 🥹

When processing the pain of these experiences - I don't often remember to have gratitude for surviving - so I really appreciate you saying that.

I am so greatful I have stuck to faith in God and allowed it to carry me through so many years of torment

It has truely shown me the unconditionally loving nature of the Great Redeemer, to be brought to rock bottom so many times, and never once fallen beyond His embrace. The reaching out of His hand to pull me from the darkness.

And yes! Expose expose expose! The true realities being accessed through these rituals and its impact on humanity!

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Jessica, you inspire.

I too have been saved by exactly what you write, namely: THE REACHING OUT OF HIS HAND TO PULL ME FROM THE DARKNESS. The latest example in my life was half a year ago when I returned home after having been out only to be met by this sight: The lock on my front door had been removed, and as I entered I found all the doors in my house had been opened, something I never do before I go out. I proceeded to the living room only to find a halfnaked man lying on my couch underneath my duvet. "Leave my house this minute!" I said. The man was smiling, and my Bible next to the couch was lying on the floor pages ripped out. He then proceeded to attack me very violently demanding I took off my clothes. NO, I said, so he just went wild and hit and hit and hit. Blood everywhere, my hair on the floor, it was a nightmare. He then dragged me to the kitchen where he found a sharp knife and pointed it to my neck: Today is your last day. Today you will die!" he threatened. I was then dragged to my bedroom where he placed me head down on the mattress. He stood there masturbating, then went back to the kitchen to have a look out of the window I guess to see whether anyone was witnessing his crime. In that little, little window of time I managed to jump out of the bedroom window. IT FELT LIKE I WAS LIFTED OUT OF MY HOUSE. I FELL TO MY KNEES AND THANKED OUR LORD.

YES, GOD IS REAL. GOD LOVES US. GOD IS OUR SAVIOUR.

We should NOT forgive these Satanists. We NEED TO EXPOSE them.

Only God can and shall forgive.

PEACE COMES FROM KNOWING OUR LORD.

YOUR LIFE WAS SPARED. MINE WAS SPARED. WHO ELSE WOULD STEP IN TO DO THIS IF NOT SOMEONE WHO TRULY LOVES US?

I am sure this means that we both have A MISSION HERE IN LIFE. And that our Lord and His Son Jesus are forever with us. The best way to THANK THE LORD is through GRATITUDE.

Prayer of gratitude:

Lord Jesus, I come to You humbly. I thank You from the depths of my heart for being here, for always leading me and for Your divine protection. Lord Jesus, I acknowledge I can´t live without You. I ask You to never leave me. You are part of my heart. Please do stay there. Always. I honor You. Your altar is the only altar I would ever bow to. Thank You, Jesus, from my very heart. God bless us. In Your name, Amen.

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Wow, what an experience to come home too. I am so greatful that you where protected and able to escape! PRAISE Yashua 🙏😍

I am reminded now of the story of Paul, when the viper bites me. He just flings it off with no dear because he knows the purpose God has for his life is not yet complete.

Thankyou so much for that powerful prayer 🙏 🙌 ❤️

It brings me such joy when I am able to see SRA survivor return to the love of Christ, especially when it can often involve religious abuse and the villianisation of Yashua.

I pray for the strengthing of faith and protection around each of the children of God and warriors of His Kingdom 🙏

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👊📣✝️🙏♥️

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Thank you ladies for your courage!

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Mylor! I remember having to go to the camping grounds there that had the dormitory cabins. There was always something creepy about it and I couldn't wait to go home again. Thank you once again for sharing your horrific experience so honestly and succinctly. No wonder child/teen trafficking is so out of control these days - how many have been lost to these macabre rape, murder and cannibalistic rituals? Truth heals. Sending love. 💛

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Old Woodhouse Manour, nearby - has some intense history and rumours of hidden rooms and sounds of screaming childen.

Once owned by the Adelaide elite and now used by Scouts.

I remember going there all dressed up for a youth camp --- I wonder if that was the night I was taken to the memory above.

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I had a look at the ownership history of the Old Woodhouse Manor but no names apart from the Scouts seem to be recorded after 1876 when SA's 4th freemason premier Richard Hansen owned it.

As far as children are concerned, a ghost blogger writes: "There are also countless stories of child apparitions, often heard crying, this could be due to the location being a scout owned function location for over 50 years, as we all know, young children camping like a good ghost story, or perhaps this is residual energy from frightened children, but as of yet, I have not come across any records of children dying at the location that could account for such sightings."

Link https://hauntedadelaide.blogspot.com/2014/03/woodhouse-activity-centre.html?m=1

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I recalled when reading similar content, that you can see an extra window outside, but no accessible room to find it from within.

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I'm going to contact an Adelaide hills real estate agent in to see if they have a record of previous owners of that manor. It would be on public record somewhere.

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satan has No power over those gathered under God's glorious wings. Thank you for daring to bring Light to the darkness & show God's Love & Mercy & Thank you for being His Warrior👊✝️♥️

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