By Jing Wei, China

I once had a harmonious and happy family, my husband treated me well, and our neighbors and friends envied us. In 1994, I accepted the Lord Jesus as my Savior, and I shared the gospel of the Lord Jesus with my parents, mother-in-law, elder brother, and sister-in-law, and they all accepted it. My husband was too busy with his business to attend gatherings, but he was very supportive of my faith. In October 2006, somebody preached the kingdom gospel of Almighty God to me. Through attending gatherings and reading God’s words, I learned that Almighty God is the Lord Jesus returned, and that He has carried out a stage of work of judgment and purification based on the work of the Lord Jesus, allowing people to fully break free from sin and be saved by God, and I happily accepted the work of Almighty God of the last days. After that, I began to train in preaching the gospel, testifying God’s new work to those who sincerely believed in God and longed for the Lord’s appearance. At first, my husband didn’t oppose my faith in Almighty God, and when brothers and sisters came to my house, my husband welcomed them warmly, saying that once he made some more money, he would believe in God with me. But after a few months, my husband heard the CCP’s baseless rumors condemning and discrediting The Church of Almighty God, and religious leaders kept instigating him, so he began to obstruct my faith. Whenever he saw me going out to gatherings, he would persecute me and stand in my way.

By 2007, I had taken on the duty of a church leader. One night, when I returned after doing my duties, it was already past ten o’clock. Just as I entered the house, my husband stormed over and started grilling me, saying, “Tell me the truth—why are you back so late? You believers in Almighty God are being targeted by the state’s crackdown, and if you get caught, you’re treated as political criminals and even killed without recourse. You’ve got to be smarter!” He then fiercely said to me, “Just listen to me. I went back to my hometown yesterday, and my uncle compared disobeying the government to an egg going up against a stone. You can’t fight city hall. Children of believers won’t be allowed to attend college, and if you keep this up, you’re going to drag our kids into all this. My uncle told me to settle this matter with you once and for all. If you keep at this faith of yours, we’ll get a divorce! If you really give up your faith, you must write me a pledge saying that you won’t believe in Almighty God anymore, stay at home and behave yourself, and not go anywhere. If I find out you’ve been at this again, don’t blame me for being ruthless.” After hearing my husband say this, I was furious, thinking, “It’s perfectly natural and justified that I believe in God and preach the gospel. How do you have no discernment of the baseless rumors and devilish words from the great red dragon? And you want me to write a pledge saying that I won’t believe in God anymore? That’s just vile!” But then I thought, “My husband has been poisoned too deeply. If I don’t sign this pledge today, he’s sure to divorce me—what should I do?” At this moment, I thought of some of God’s words: “You should know that all of your surrounding environment is permitted and arranged by Me. Be clear on this and satisfy My heart in the environment that I have given to you. Do not be afraid of this and that, the Almighty God of hosts will surely be with you; He is your backup force, and He is your shield” (The Word, Vol. 1. The Appearance and Work of God. Utterances of Christ in the Beginning, Chapter 26). God’s words carry authority and power, and they gave me faith. Satan is using all kinds of schemes to try and force me to renounce my faith in God, but I can’t compromise with Satan. Thinking of this, I said to my husband, “I want to make this clear right now. It’s not that I want to divorce you; it’s you who wants to divorce me because you believe the CCP’s baseless rumors and devilish words. If you’re really afraid that I will implicate you, I agree to divorce. I haven’t broken any laws by believing in God, so I have no need to write you a pledge. I am committed to my faith in God!” My husband gritted his teeth in anger and said, “You’re beyond saving now. If I find out you’re still keeping at this faith of yours, don’t blame me for being heartless.”

One day around June 2008, on my way home from preaching the gospel, I saw my husband and his uncle riding around on a motorcycle looking for me. As soon as they saw me, they rode right up to me. My husband, with a fierce expression, rushed up to me and slapped me twice. Before I could react, he swung his fists and hit me violently on my face and head. I was knocked down to the ground, and his uncle stood by watching me being beaten while he yelled curses at me. I was furious, as I thought, “My belief in God is perfectly natural and justified, but you’re disregarding any familial affection to stand in the way of my faith. In what way is there any humanity in that?” Immediately after, my husband pulled me up from the ground, and continued to punch and kick me while berating me, “Do you still believe in Almighty God?” I desperately called out to God, “God, being persecuted by my family like this, I’m worried that I won’t be able to take it as my stature is too small. Please protect me so that I can stand firm.” With trembling lips, I said to him, “I believe in Almighty God!” Seeing that I wouldn’t back down, he cursed at me through gritted teeth, “I’m going to get rid of you today, let’s see if your God can save you then.” I was slumped on the ground, feeling suffocated and struggling to breathe. An indescribable sense of desolation filled my heart, and tears kept streaming down my face. Looking at his fierce expression, I thought that if I kept on saying that I believed in God, I might be beaten to death there. I felt aggrieved and scared. Looking back on the past two years, every time I went out to attend gatherings and do my duties, I would be beaten by my husband when I returned, and I wondered when these days would come to an end. At this moment, I thought of a passage of God’s words: “Faith is like a single log bridge: Those who cling abjectly to life will have difficulty in crossing it, but those who are ready to sacrifice themselves can pass over, sure of foot and worry-free. If man harbors timid and fearful thoughts, it is because Satan has fooled them, afraid that we will cross the bridge of faith to enter into God” (The Word, Vol. 1. The Appearance and Work of God. Utterances of Christ in the Beginning, Chapter 6). God’s words awakened me. My fear and cowardice meant that I had fallen right into Satan’s schemes. Though my husband seemed fierce, he was in God’s hands, and without God’s permission, he couldn’t do anything to me. If I considered my flesh and compromised with my husband out of fear of death, denying God’s name, then I’d be falling into Satan’s schemes. I thought of Job, who was stripped of his children and wealth during his trials. His wife mocked him, urging him to abandon God; Job endured suffering in both spirit and flesh, yet he didn’t deny God’s name. He still praised it, and stood firm in his testimony for God. Being beaten by my husband was merely physical pain, which couldn’t be compared to Job’s suffering. I was willing to entrust my life and death to God. So I prayed to God, “God, I might not survive, but even in death, I won’t compromise with Satan, I’ll still choose to follow You. I ask You to grant me faith.” At that moment, a woman passed by and said to my husband, “Stop hitting her. If you keep beating her, she could die.” My husband finally stopped. I thanked God in my heart. If it had not been for God’s protection, I may have really been beaten to death by him.

That evening, my husband still had no plans of letting me go, and he took me to my mother’s house to rebuke me. My mother saw that I was bruised all over and began to cry in anguish, cursing my husband for being so lacking in humanity. Then, my dad, brother, and sister-in-law all rushed at me. My sister-in-law yelled at me, “This suffering is all your own doing. I told you long ago that the CCP arrests those who believe in Almighty God. It’s so wonderful that we believe in Jesus at the church, and the government doesn’t arrest us. Wouldn’t it be better to just live in peace? Look at you, insisting on your faith in Almighty God. Aren’t you trying to get yourself killed by going against the CCP?” My dad also yelled at me, “Beating you to death would be no great loss. Our family is a big one and has a good reputation, but now, just because of your faith in Almighty God, people are making jabs at me. You’ve brought shame to our family. If you keep up this faith of yours, I’ll disown you as my daughter.” Family members from my husband’s side also came over and criticized me, saying, “The government is arresting believers in Almighty God all over the place. If you get caught, you’ll end up in prison. If you don’t turn back, this family will fall apart. You’re even going to drag your children into all this because of your faith in God. Why go through all this suffering when you can have a good life?” They berated me as if I were a criminal. I felt an indescribable sorrow in my heart, and I was also furious. I had thought my family were believers of the Lord and would understand me, but they couldn’t distinguish right from wrong and believed the CCP’s baseless rumors, and they were completely heartless for the sake of their own interests, showing no regard for whether I lived or died. I said to them, “I’ve made my choice. I choose Almighty God, and I am certain in my faith.” Because I refused to compromise, they still didn’t let me go until after midnight. I was so weak that I couldn’t even hold myself up, and I kept sliding down onto the floor from my chair. My mom saw that I really couldn’t take it anymore and cursed all these people as beasts. She said, “Whoever dares to mess with her again will have to get through me first.” At this point, they finally left. I saw that this was all God’s protection.

The next day, my elder sister, brother-in-law, elder brother and sister-in-law all came. They forced me to sign a pledge guaranteeing that I would no longer believe in Almighty God. My elder brother said, “If you sign this, your sister-in-law and I will take you to our house. I’ll give you whatever you want, and I promise that I’ll take care of you for the rest of your life. But if you don’t sign this today, we’ll cut off all relations.” I looked around the living room; there were more than a dozen people waiting for me to sign the pledge. I felt so sad. If I chose to believe in God, my family would cut ties with me. What would I do when I grow old? Where would I go? If I compromised with my family, I’d be betraying God. I was very conflicted and felt I was going to break down. I silently prayed to God and thought of these words of God: “You must possess My courage within you, and you must have principles when it comes to facing relatives who do not believe. For My sake, however, you also must not yield to any dark forces. Rely on My wisdom to walk the perfect way; do not allow any of Satan’s conspiracies to take hold. Put all your efforts into placing your heart before Me, and I shall comfort you and bring you peace and happiness” (The Word, Vol. 1. The Appearance and Work of God. Utterances of Christ in the Beginning, Chapter 10). I also thought of what the Lord Jesus said: “Whoever shall deny Me before men, him will I also deny before My Father which is in heaven” (Matthew 10:33). God’s words made me understand that Satan was trying to use familial ties and the future of my flesh to make me distance myself from God and betray Him. I had to see through their schemes and not compromise with the forces of Satan. Being rejected by people isn’t scary, as people can live without anyone, but if I were abandoned by God, I wouldn’t be able to live on. Only God can save people. They were afraid that if I got arrested, it would affect their future and they’d lose face, so they didn’t care whether I lived or died and used both soft and hard tactics to force me to leave and betray God. I saw that their essence was in opposition to God. We were fundamentally not the same kind of people. Thinking of this, I said to them, “Dad, brother, why are you forcing me to sign this? The Lord Jesus we have longed for has become flesh and returned. He has carried out the work of judgment and purification. You’re not only refusing to accept it but are opposing and condemning it, and you want me to deny and oppose God just like you. How is this any different from the Pharisees of old? I absolutely refuse to sign this. If I sign it, I would be betraying God.” When my brother heard me say this, he angrily yanked me up from the chair and threatened me, “From now on, we’re cutting off relations. You’re no longer part of our family!” Hearing this, I didn’t feel so sad anymore, as these facts helped me see their true nature of opposing God. I made a resolution that no matter how my husband and family persecuted me, I would keep following God to the end.

After lunch, my brother and sister-in-law said they were passing by my house to take me back. Just as we were nearing my front door, my brother and sister-in-law forced me out of the car. I saw in the mirror that my face was covered in bruises, and that my eyes were swollen into slits. I limped along behind them, and my husband kept pushing me from behind, as if he were herding a criminal, urging me to hurry up. Shopkeepers on both sides of the town street saw me and started talking amongst themselves. Some asked me, “Who did this to you?” My husband arrogantly said a string of slanderous things about me, and my brother even made a point of saying, “If I find out you still believe in Almighty God, I’ll hand you over to the CCP and have you locked up so we won’t lose face.” My sister-in-law, who stood on the side, also shamed me. Only then did I realize that this was all premeditated by them, and that forcing me to get out of the car early was to make me walk through the streets for everyone to see, to have everyone reject and scold me, forcing me to give up my faith in God. After returning home, I felt so much pain in my heart, and I felt that the path of believing in God was too difficult to walk. I even thought about compromising with my family. I collapsed on the bed and cried out, praying to God, “God, I feel that this path is too painful to walk. No one understands me, and I feel like I can’t hold on any longer …” After praying, I recalled the hymn of God’s words “God Loves Man With Wounds”: “God in the flesh endures ridicule, insult, judgment, and condemnation from all kinds of people as well as being pursued by demons and rejection and hostility from the religious world, creating wounds in the soul which no one could make up for. He saves corrupt humanity with immense patience, He loves people despite His wounds, and this is deeply painful work. Humanity’s vicious resistance, condemnation and slander, false accusations, persecution, and their pursuit and killing makes God’s flesh do this work at a great risk to Himself. Who could understand Him as He suffers these pains, and who could comfort Him?” (The Word, Vol. 3. The Discourses of Christ of the Last Days. The Essence of Christ Is Love). Thinking about God’s love for humanity touched me deeply. God has become flesh twice to save humanity, enduring suffering and humiliation beyond compare. The Lord Jesus, in order to complete the work of redeeming all humanity, was rejected, insulted, and slandered by the world. He endured the soldiers’ beatings and ridicule, and He wore a crown of thorns, and ultimately was nailed to the cross, sacrificing His life. In the last days, God has become flesh again to work and save people in the land where the great red dragon lies coiled, suffering pursuit and condemnation from the CCP, and rejection and slander from the religious community. God silently endures all this suffering to save humanity. God’s love for humanity is so great! I am fortunate to follow God’s new work of the last days. Preaching the gospel and doing my duty is for the sake of gaining the truth and attaining God’s salvation; what does it matter if I suffer a bit of persecution for this? In the past, I often fellowshipped with my brothers and sisters, saying that no matter what persecution or adversity we encounter, we must follow God to the end, but now that I was facing this situation, why didn’t I have the faith to get through it? My stature was indeed too small. I quietly set my resolve before God, vowing that no matter what kind of persecution, slander, or ridicule I faced in the future, I would stand firm in my testimony for God, that I wouldn’t be constrained by anyone anymore, and that I would follow God forever.

Before I knew it, it was September 2008. My husband saw that I was still believing in God and preaching the gospel, and since he was going to Guangzhou to deliver some goods, he forcibly dragged me into the truck and took all the money I had on me. I was very anxious, and I quickly hid a book of God’s words by clutching it to myself while he wasn’t paying attention. Afterward, he kept me under house arrest in a hotel and made the landlady watch over me. I was confined for five days, and I felt really pained and tormented, thinking to myself, “Being confined here, unable to see my brothers and sisters or do my duty, it feels like each day is a year.” I thought about how my husband’s persecution had become more and more severe over the years, and I wondered when these days would end. Just thinking about facing all the pain and hardship I’d have to face in the future made me feel increasingly desolate, and I thought I’d be better off dead. Thinking of this, I took advantage of my husband being asleep to quietly sneak out of the hotel with the book of God’s words hidden clutched to my chest, and walked to a nearby pavilion, preparing to jump into the river to commit suicide. But I couldn’t bear to leave God. I reflected on how I’d finally welcomed the Lord’s return after believing in Him for more than ten years—could I really be about to leave God like this? But I truly couldn’t overcome the reality of my situation. I wept as I said a prayer of farewell to God, “God, I am really weak right now, I don’t want to suffer this pain anymore. Before I leave this world, I want to read a passage of Your words, so that I can feel at peace after I die.” After praying, I opened the book of God’s words under the dim light, and I read this passage of God’s words: “Today, most people do not have that knowledge. They believe that suffering is without value, they are renounced by the world, their home life is troubled, they are not beloved of God, and their prospects are bleak. The suffering of some people reaches an extreme, and their thoughts turn to death. This is not true love for God; such people are cowards, they have no perseverance, they are weak and powerless! God is eager for man to love Him, but the more man loves Him, the greater man’s suffering, and the more man loves Him, the greater man’s trials. If you love Him, then every kind of suffering will befall you—and if you do not, then perhaps everything will go smoothly for you and all will be peaceful around you. When you love God, you will feel that much around you is insurmountable, and because your stature is too small you will be refined; moreover, you will be incapable of satisfying God, and you will always feel that God’s intentions are too lofty, that they are beyond the reach of man. Because of all this you will be refined—because there is much weakness within you, and much that is incapable of satisfying the intentions of God, you will be refined internally. Yet you must clearly see that purification is only achieved through refinement. Thus, during these last days you must bear testimony to God. No matter how great your suffering, you should walk until the very end, and even at your last breath, still you must be faithful to God and at the mercy of God; only this is truly loving God, and only this is the strong and resounding testimony” (The Word, Vol. 1. The Appearance and Work of God. Only by Experiencing Painful Trials Can You Know the Loveliness of God). This passage is so good! I felt as if God was speaking to me face to face, and a warm current surged through my heart, tears streaming down my face like pearls from a broken necklace. It was God’s words that guided me to understand His intention in time, and at the same time, I regretted wanting to jump into the river to commit suicide because I couldn’t withstand my husband’s persecution. I was too weak and lacked backbone. God arranged such a situation to perfect my faith, allowing me to stand firm in my testimony amidst adversity and suffering, humiliating Satan. If I died, wouldn’t I just become Satan’s laughingstock? Thinking of this, I prayed to God, “God! No matter what kind of suffering or trials I face in the future, I will rely on You to move forward. You gave me this breath, so I will live properly and testify for You, I will no longer make You sad or let You down.” Having understood God’s intention, I returned to the hotel. I prayed to God, asking Him to open a way for me. At noon the next day, my husband returned to the hotel and told me to hurry and pack my things to go home. Hearing my husband’s words, I felt very excited, and I saw that everything was in God’s hands.

In October 2011, the church urgently needed gospel workers, and the leaders wanted to arrange for me to preach the gospel in another region. I was willing to do my duty to satisfy God. However, I thought about how once I left home, I wouldn’t be able to provide my children with a complete and happy family, so I refused on the grounds that there was no one to care for the children. One day, my daughter and I were reading God’s words in the room, and when my husband saw this, he snatched the book of God’s words from my hands, and said fiercely to me, “Ever since you started believing in Almighty God, I’ve known that our marriage had come to an end! You want to believe in God and be saved? You wish! Even if I die, I will take you down with me. I’ve already stopped all my transportation business because of you, and this time, I’ll stay home and keep an eye on you. Let’s see where you think you can run off to. Now I will ask you again, do you still want to believe in God?” I replied, “No one can take away my right to believe in God. I will believe in God forever.” After hearing this, my husband struck my face with the book, and then he casually threw it out of the window. When I saw my husband throw out the book of God’s words, it felt like my heart was being torn apart, and I wanted to rush out to grab the book. He then came over and kicked me to the ground so hard that I couldn’t even get back up. My daughter stepped forward to question him, “Dad, what law has Mom broken by believing in God that you keep persecuting her like this?” My husband then went crazy, grabbed my daughter by her hair and kept hitting her in the face. My daughter’s face became bruised and swollen from the beating. Lying on the ground, I angrily scolded him, “You beast, you devil!” Seeing that my husband didn’t even spare his own daughter, I hated him even more. I worried that the book of God’s words might be destroyed at any moment and so I kept calling out to God in my heart. Just at that time, my husband suddenly went to the bathroom. I quickly told my daughter to go downstairs to find the book, and send it to a sister’s house for safekeeping.

I thought back over all my years of believing in God. My husband had obstructed me in every possible way, and being beaten and humiliated by him, I felt really pained and repressed. I really wanted to leave home to do my duty, but when it came time to leave, I couldn’t bear to part with my children and always felt indebted to them. Those nights, I was so distressed that I couldn’t sleep, so I prayed to God. Later, I read some of God’s words: “Pernicious influences that thousands of years of ‘the lofty spirit of nationalism’ have left deep in the human heart, as well as the feudal thinking by which people are bound and chained, without an iota of freedom, with no will to aspire or persevere, no desire to make progress, remaining instead negative and regressive, entrenched in a slave mentality, and so on—these objective factors have imparted an indelibly filthy and ugly cast to the ideological outlook, ideals, morality, and disposition of humanity. Humans, it would seem, are living in a dark world of terrorism, which none among them seeks to transcend, and none among them thinks of moving on to an ideal world; rather, they are content with their lot in life, to spend their days bearing and raising children, striving, sweating, going about their chores, dreaming of a comfortable and happy family, and dreaming of conjugal affection, of filial children, of joy in their twilight years as they peacefully live out their lives…. For tens, thousands, tens of thousands of years until now, people have been squandering their time in this way, with no one creating a perfect life, all intent only on mutual slaughter in this dark world, on the race for fame and fortune, and on intriguing against one another. Who has ever sought after God’s intentions? Has anyone ever heeded the work of God? All the parts of humanity occupied by the influence of darkness have long since become human nature, and so it is quite difficult to carry out the work of God, and people have even less heart to pay attention to what God has entrusted to them today” (The Word, Vol. 1. The Appearance and Work of God. Work and Entry (3)). Reflecting on God’s words, I understood that the reason I could never let go of my family was because I was being influenced by erroneous thoughts instilled by Satan, telling me I had to be a “good wife and loving mother,” and have “a happy family,” and so on. I’d sought to be a good wife and loving mother, and when it came time to do my duty away from home, I always hesitated, as I was afraid that leaving home to do my duty would mean I couldn’t give my children a complete and happy family. I finally understood that Satan uses these fallacious thoughts and viewpoints to bind and restrain people, causing them to drift away from God and betray Him, meaning they ultimately lose their chance for salvation because they care for the flesh. Thinking of this, I kept reflecting on myself, “As a created being, is my responsibility just to take good care of my children? My life is given by God, so I should live to pursue the truth and to fulfill my duty to satisfy God.” If I refused to do my duty to maintain a happy family, I’d seriously be betraying God! I had to submit to God’s sovereignty and arrangements and do my duty. This would meet with God’s approval. I then thought about how my husband had always believed in the baseless rumors spread by the CCP. He had repeatedly beaten and insulted me to prevent me from believing in God, even refusing to let me go outside. In the first few years of our marriage, my husband treated me well because my mother’s family had influence, and I could do business, earn money, bear children for him, and manage all the household affairs. But when I chose to believe in God and do my duty, my husband feared that I would be arrested and that this would implicate him and impact our children’s future, so he began to persecute me and stand in my way, treating me like an enemy. In what way did he have any trace of marital affection? Just as God’s words say: “Why does a husband love his wife? Why does a wife love her husband? Why are children dutiful to their parents? Why do parents dote on their children? What sorts of intentions do people actually harbor? Is their intent not to satisfy their own plans and selfish desires? Do they truly mean to act for the sake of God’s management plan? Are they really acting for the sake of God’s work? Is their intent to fulfill the duties of a created being?” (The Word, Vol. 1. The Appearance and Work of God. God and Man Will Enter Into Rest Together). From God’s words, I saw that there is no true love between people, and that the love between husband and wife is also based on self-interest. Through my husband’s persecution of me, I finally saw his demonic essence of hating the truth and hating God. Recognizing this, my heart became clear, and I gained the resolve to leave home to do my duty.

Later, my husband filed for divorce and the filing would leave me with nothing. I was furious, thinking, “All the property would belong to him, and I’d have no connection to the children. When I grow old, I won’t even have a place to settle. But if I don’t sign the divorce papers, I’ll keep on being persecuted and controlled by him for believing in God.” I was caught in a dilemma, not knowing what choice to make. Later, I read some of God’s words: “You must suffer hardship for the truth, you must sacrifice yourself for the truth, you must endure humiliation for the truth, and to gain more of the truth you must undergo more suffering. This is what you should do. You must not throw away the truth for the sake of the enjoyment of a harmonious family life, and you must not lose a lifetime of dignity and integrity for the sake of momentary enjoyment. You should pursue all that is beautiful and good, and you should pursue a path in life that is more meaningful. If you lead such a vulgar life, and do not pursue any objectives, do you not waste your life? What can you gain from such a life? You should forsake all enjoyments of the flesh for the sake of one truth, and should not throw away all truths for the sake of a little enjoyment. People like this have no integrity or dignity; there is no meaning to their existence!” (The Word, Vol. 1. The Appearance and Work of God. The Experiences of Peter: His Knowledge of Chastisement and Judgment). As I contemplated God’s words, I understood that enduring this persecution and torment for believing in God made all this suffering valuable and meaningful. I always worried that if I divorced my husband, my life would be unprotected, and so I hesitated. Now I knew that no matter how good the fleshly comforts are, they are meaningless. Only God is my support, and having God’s care and protection is enough. As for what would happen in the future, I didn’t need to worry or be anxious, and while I am alive, I should pursue the truth properly and fulfill my duty as a created being. This would be the most meaningful and valuable way to live my life. I thought of Peter. His parents persecuted and obstructed him for believing in God, so he left his home and traveled all over preaching. When he heard the Lord’s call, he left everything to follow God without hesitating, and in the end, he was perfected by God. Thinking of this, my heart was filled with a feeling of liberation, and I decided to leave home to do my duty.

Later, I read another passage of God’s words, and my worries about my daughter also lessened. Almighty God says: “Whatever your background may be, and whatever the journey ahead of you may be, in any case, no one can escape the orchestrations and arrangements of Heaven, and no one can control their own fate, for only He who is sovereign over all things is capable of such work. Ever since man came into existence in the beginning, God has always been performing His work in this manner, managing the universe, and directing the laws of change for all things and the trajectory of their movement. Like all things, man is quietly and unknowingly being nourished by the sweetness and rain and dew from God; like all things, man unknowingly lives under the orchestration of God’s hand. Man’s heart and spirit are within God’s grasp, and everything of their lives is beheld in the eyes of God. Regardless of whether or not you believe all this, any and all things, whether living or dead, will shift, change, renew, and disappear in accordance with God’s thoughts. This is how God holds sovereignty over all things” (The Word, Vol. 1. The Appearance and Work of God. God Is the Source of Man’s Life). After reading God’s words, I realized that what my daughter would face in the future and what suffering she would endure were all predestined by God, that her future direction has long been predestined by God, and that the only thing I could do was entrust everything to God and submit to God’s sovereignty and arrangements. This is the reason I should have. With this in mind, I left home and ended my marriage with my husband. Three years later, I received a letter from my daughter, saying she had already left home to do her duty under God’s guidance. The moment I received the letter, I felt deeply touched, and I realized everything is under God’s sovereignty. Faced with God’s immense love and salvation, I thanked God from the bottom of my heart.

Although I suffered some hardships along the way, this suffering was valuable and meaningful. Through the persecution from my husband and family, I gained discernment of their wicked God-opposing essence, and I realized that it was God who secretly cared for and protected me through one difficulty after another, and gave me the faith and strength I needed to break free from my family’s bondages and to do my duty as a created being. It was God who led me onto the right path in life, and I thank God from the bottom of my heart.