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Oct 26, 2023 - Durango Juvenile Court Chris has spent 11 years of his childhood here. |
Two weeks ago, I felt like Jael from Judges 4 and 5. Her enemy came right through her front door and wanted to be served! She served him alright, by nailing a tent peg into his forehead….. and I did the same.
It was home study day and honestly it was hard. I never thought that if I wanted to see my son again, I would have to co-parent. With my parents as Chris’ guardians AND with the government, who is directing everything. The home study lady is paid by CPS. She writes a report to the judge. And tomorrow, without us being allowed in the courtroom, the judge will review her report and decide the direction of our case. We don’t get to see the report and we don’t get to say anything at all. That is a hard pill to swallow because somehow the world calls this justice.
The bible says in Ephesians 6:12 that our war is not against flesh and blood but against the enemy of our soul. So how do you nail a tent peg into your enemy’s head in today’s time? You bless the person and do everything else Jesus commands of His followers by taking authority over the devil.
The last few weeks, on a few occasions in my mind’s eye, I could see myself at the Durango Juvenile Courthouse taking communion, putting communion in the ground and anointing it with oil. This may seem weird to some, but it’s a prophetic act in faith that we have the victory in Christ Jesus.
So today I did what I have been seeing. And it was epic. I bless all the people and pray for them, but I use my keys to bind and loose and speak to the mountain of CPS and Juvenile Court. Jesus gave us authority. He tells us what to do and He said to SPEAK to our mountain, and we will have what we say.
God told me when I saw 4-month-old Christopher Reign’s photo on a waiting child website that he was my son. He reiterated that to me when Chris was 11 months old, still in Guatemala with his first foster family, and was diagnosed with severe frontal lobe and cortical brain damage. God told me that His promises didn’t change for me and Chris with the world’s news and to go get my son.
When Chris was 8 years old, after Jesus healed him of brain damage, allergies, asthma, and sensory integration disorder, and then being diagnosed with a rare to children leukemia, my rights to him were severed by a Juvenile Court judge because I believed Jesus would heal him yet again. Eight years later he miraculously came home.
The court doesn’t want to recognize me as his mom today, only as having physical custody of him, but I believe God and He said from the beginning that Chris is my son. The bible doesn’t say the weapon won’t be formed, but it does say that IT WILL NOT PROSPER. God’s not done yet!