Who Am I and What Belongs to Me

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All Scripture is taken from the
Of THE HOLY BIBLE, unless otherwise noted.
Apostle Shon Sterling Simpson

Table of Contents
How I Met Christ...........................................................................................................3
Religion and Tradition.................................................................................................5
Authority in Prayer....................................................................................................10
Stinking Thinking.....................................................................................................15
Identity Crisis...........................................................................................................18
Spiritual Gifts..........................................................................................................21
Five-Fold Ministry Gifts........................................................................................24
Appendix A............................................................................................................27
Notes and Bibliography.....................................................................................30


During the eighteen years of my walk with God, it has bothered me that the majority of the Body of Christ does not know about starting the promises of God for their individual lives. I started this work in the prison system of the Ohio Bureau of Corrections. Yes, I spent some time in prison. I was tutoring some fellow inmates, when the…...

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