Chicago gang attack survivor.

Seven Words (Jumped by Gang Members)

For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life. John 3:16

Hey, my name is Demetrius Smith. And I would like to testify!

When I was 19 years of age, I was jumped by 16 gang members. They were mostly teenagers. One of the gang members was a grown man. Here is a little backstory:

My mom at the time, did not want me! And, at the time my dad did not want me! So, my mom dropped me off on the west side of Chicago at my grandmother’s. Now my grandmother lived in a place called the Henry Hornets projects. At this time the teenagers in the Henry Hornets projects were at war with the teenagers in the Rockwell projects.

Both project buildings were residing on the westside of Chicago. Each project had over 20 projects building a piece. I remember it like it was yesterday. I was Walking down the street on the west side of Chicago on a hot summer day, drunk of beer, hating my life, and on the left side of the street, I noticed a group of teen boys, who I had never seen before.

Now I had just made it to my friend’s steps As I was standing in front of his house. I asked my friend about them. I asked my friend who they were. Now, as they past us, and made it to the end of the block, I was still speaking to my friend and out of nowhere one of the 16 gang members was standing right in front of us. And he asked me one question.

He said to me,

“What did you say about my friends?”

Now at that moment I had never felt fear hit me so fast in all the 19 years I had been alive!

So as the gang member closed in on me, i just closed my eyes! And with a broken heart full of fear, I began to swing, and try to fight my way out of the horrific attack that was about to be placed on my body.

Now after I threw two punches, I was placed in a full nelson. i was dragged down the steps and began to be beaten to death. I was beaten from my stomach to my face repeatedly without exception of relief. Now child of the Most High God who our saviour King Yeshua died for, let me tell you, when someone is being beaten to death, there’s not much pain available. There is just vibration. Well, at least that is what I felt. I felt vibration. I could literally feel my spirit leaving my body.

My friend who was there did not help me. The people who were near did not help me. The people in their cars driving by did not stop to help. Instead, they stopped to watch. No police were called to help. None of my family was there to help me. I was all alone. Well at least that’s what I thought.

Now as my face began to be disfigured and swollen from the astronomical number of brutal punches I was receiving, something happened to me. There was a name that was locked away in my spirit (oh child of the Most High God), let me say to you!

There was a name buried way, way, way, way deep! Deep down in the ocean of my soul! The Most High God hid this one particular name in the broken heart of a 19-year -old kid, who was lost and who knew no love.

And this one name! It was and is King Yeshua. He is also known as King of Kings and Lord of Lords. King Jesus!  The Christ!

The devil himself had scheduled an appointment for my death! And (my God who I now serve the great I am! The Almighty Yahweh! He Himself turned this demonic appointment into a heavenly demonstration.

In the mist of being beaten to death, I broke out of the full nelson, leaped in the sky, and I screamed seven words. And these seven words were,

“King Jesus, save me. They’re killing me!”

After I screamed these 7 words, not another punch was thrown at my body. In fact, the one guy who had me locked in the full nelson, pushed me into a field of grass. Then something else happened! Something I’ve never seen before in my life!

The guy who had me locked in the full nelson and all the other gang members turned around and walked the other way! It was as if the name King Jesus paralyzed their power.

Now at 19 teen years of age, child of the Most High God, in my young life, I did not know scriptures were real! I did not know scripture was actually true! King Jesus saved my life! Do you hear me? I said Jesus saved my life!

At the age of 19 I was not praying, reading the word of God. I had no relationship with God, and I did not know His holy, holy, holy, son, King Jesus Christ. At the age of 19, I was lost! And King Jesus Christ still saved me!

Child of the Most High God, listen to me! Our God the almighty God. The God of all creation. He and His one and only holy begotten Son! The lamb without blemish! The root of David! The lion of the tribe of Judah! The one and only King Jesus Christ! The holy of holies did not save a 19-year-old kid with a broken heart from the war! Instead, they did something much more spectacular; they saved a 19-year-old kid who knew no love and who was lost in the war!

So, in conclusion, child of the Most High God, cry out. I said cry out loud! To your King Jesus Christ in the face of danger and He will drop whatever He’s doing and he will come running to rescue you (hey he saved me!).

So, in closing, the devil had scheduled an appointment for my death! But my God who I now serve with all my heart! The great and almighty, the one and only Yahweh! Mister Jehovah Jireh. Mister El Shaddai. The great I Am Himself!! He turned this demonic appointment into a heavenly demonstration!!!

Hey, my name is Demetrius Devon Smith and I would like to testify! It’s only right that I testify!

Romans chapter 10 verse 13,

“For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.”


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