I was a professional (now retired), married with two children and a grand-daughter. I  was dedicated to my church, my family and my job.  I don’t know when it first began but gradually my whole world, as I knew it, crumbled.  I became the victim of organized gangstalking  – some knowledgeable persons may say  that I became a “targeted individual”.  I wondered who or what on God’s green earth would spend twenty-four hours a day torturing someone?   This took place most significantly in my home and gradually in every place I frequented, including in the church.  What kind of person would willingly, gleefully even, participate in such activity?  Through the days of torture, I sought understanding from my family and friends. The general response was one of disbelief and the general recommendation was psychiatric counseling.  So while I was going through the most horrific events of my life there was no one there for me.

I found myself transitioning from a state of defiance to overwhelming fear and then to deep hostility and anger.  I was no longer in control of my life.  There was nowhere I could run and no one to turn to.  I found myself talking to God more and more.  I felt that he was the only one who cared and he was my only protection.  After much heartache and pain, I prayed for guidance and yielded myself completely.  It was only then that I received deliverance.   The answer was there all the time but anger, fear and hostility blinded me.  It was then that I understood “why me?”  The answer is “because I have been chosen”.    I now say “why not me?”