Though I was ministering under the anointing and power of the Holy Spirit, even witnessing miracles, I still dealt with identity problems. Desperate once again, I cried out for more deliverance. Again, God answered my prayers . . . this time through not just one dream but a series of dreams. At first, I could not piece them together, because I did not yet have the full interpretations. Through patience and persistence, however, the truth began to unfold through the Holy Spirit. Dream after dream about generational curses provided the keys I needed to open the doors of deliverance.
