The Lioness: It's Time to ROAR (Rejoice. Overcome. Arise. Recover)
By Donna Beard
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Embrace the life and testimony of Elect Lady Donna Beard, as she breaks the silence to release the Lioness in you. In this compelling autobiography, you will witness how traumatic events in your life doesn’t mean your course is a curse, but it is the most defining moments that catapults you straight to your destiny.
What do you do wh
Donna Beard
Donna C. Beard is the Founder of WOP Ministries (Women Of Power) and the Lioness Den. She is the Elect Lady of Dominion and Power Family Life Center International, as she co-labors in the ministry along the side of her husband Apostle Paul Beard. She is a wife, mother, grandmother and a very sought out minister, operating out of the spirit of healing and deliverance. One of her greatest quotes is I LOVE YOU TO LIFE! The warmth and love she releases is magnetic.
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The Lioness - Donna Beard
Her-Story
There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside of you.
~ Maya Angelou
My father had gotten into some trouble.
He decided to leave the city and go on the run, he changed his name, acquired a new identity, and abandoned my mother; leaving her to raise two small children alone.
Being that I was only a toddler when this happened and way too young to know the full story of his disappearance, I honestly cannot even remember what he looked like. In that day and time, if something bad occurred in the family, no one spoke of it. We were taught what goes on in this house, stays in this house.
Even today, as I drive through the old neighborhood, there is such a strong spirit of darkness that hovers over that city, I think to myself, what secrets do you yet hold? Who am I? Are there other parts of my story that are yet unknown to me?
Nevertheless, there we were. My mother, married, yet a single parent, and living with the uncertainty of when, or if, her husband would ever return.
From the little that she shared with me, her life had not been easy, even as a young lady. In those days, being a light complexioned black girl was difficult. I could imagine that things were tough for her; yet as the days, and then years, passed and Dad did not show up, she had no choice but to simply take strength and move on.
Life continued.
After some time, Mom met this tall, dark, and handsome young man. Let’s just call him Mr. John. Well, common law marriages were normal back then, and due to the unknown whereabouts of my Father, she could not get a divorce. I can still remember me and my younger brother, Anthony, crying as we found ourselves relocating about thirty minutes away from our grandparents and everyone we knew, to move in with him… our new stepdad.
Mr. John lived with his mother; everyone called her Momma Mae.
Well, next door to Momma Mae was a little white house, with music coming out of it. The music was loud every night; especially on the weekends when the locals would come and dance, drink alcohol, and at times, fights broke out.
Mom would sometimes go because Mr. John wanted her to be with him. Now and then she would drink a little, as well. I knew this was not my mother’s character, but she just did it to keep him happy. I would cry when I saw her doing that, because Mr. John drank, and when he drank, he turned into something else. And, one scary person was enough.
Anthony and I would stay locked up in the house; depending on each other.
Over time, we began to understand that Momma Mae was the owner of the club, and we hated it. I was so afraid of that place and those people. It was incredibly terrifying how much people’s personalities would change. The smoking, cursing, fighting, drunkenness, and guns, through the eyes of a child, was frightening.
Monday would come, and life would be much quieter. Our new stepdad and many of the others would have to go to work. It was business as usual, with a few patrons coming by to buy a drink and hang around a little. But, by Thursday night, the noise level grew, and it was back to the weekend; which they lived for.
Mr. John would leave his mom’s house to spend time at her business, as a quiet, mysterious man. Later, he would come back staggering, talking loud, and his eyes blood-shot red. Intoxicated, he was vicious and evil. It was as if he were an entirely different person.
We were engulfed in so much fear that in order for things to be somewhat okay, Mom had to drink with him. Otherwise, he would get into a rage. The cursing would be foul and filled with such anger, that only his elder sister, Auntie Ree, could calm him down. We were always walking on pins and needles, tiptoeing around him so that we wouldn’t tick him off. So, whenever he would begin to become irate, we’d either take off running to try and find Auntie Ree or we would hide; she was the only one that could calm him down.
At times, we would hear our Mom in the other room screaming, but she would not let us come in the room because he had begun physically and verbally abusing her. Many days, she would try not to make noise and just take whatever he was doing to her, so that we would not become alarmed or get hurt. We had no idea what was going on behind that closed door. Was he choking her? Was he sodomizing her? Was he torturing her?
Jesus!!! We are too small to help, all we could do was to beg him not to hurt her. One thing he did not do, however, was put scars on her face. There would be bruises under her clothing, but never on her face.
In the small town where we lived, there was a little opening in the woods that we would walk through to visit our neighbors; all of whom