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Beverley has been serving the Lord since she was a child. At an early age, she recognized that God had a special plan for her life, but it was not until in her adulthood that she surrendered her total life to God and accepted the mandate that God placed on her life. The Lord called her into His Kingdom to be an encourager, intercessor, teacher, scribe, priest, and to proclaim the Word of God.
Since then, Beverly has established a blog to teach us to become the oil and wine. The oil and wine are purified and mature products, which is the advanced level that the Lord expected of us.
In 2017, Beverley published her first book, Harm Not The Oil And Wine. In it, she described her trials and how God helped her to overcome them, and to live more victoriously. The book also exposed the enemy of our souls with detailed information about his past defeats and future extinction.
Wright spents most of her time studying the Bible to know the truth of God’s Word. She believes that only God’s truth can expose the deception of the enemy, and uproot and tear down spiritual strongholds.
You can learn more about Beverley’s life and testimony on her website becomingtheoilandwine.com.
You can also find her on Facebook and Google+ under the name of her blog, and on Twitter as @Theoilandwine.
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Becoming the Oil and the Wine 
This was a hard one for me. I needed to take time to think about this. I really never understood how to love myself. Mostly my teen years consisted of self loathing. I was always reading self help books, always trying to fix self. Never felt at ease around people. Always thought they could see right through the veneer and validate my feelings. Which is all they were, just feelings of inadequacy. I was trying too hard to fit in. My dad was a very prejudice man. He didn’t care about me, he only cared about what type of man he didn’t want me to marry, in color and ethnicity. I didn’t listen to him. What was all the fuss about. I had no prejudices. It didn’t matter to me what color or nationally as long as there was love for each other. I never felt the love of my dad. And if my dad didn’t love me, then I must have been unlovable. It took many years before I learned the love of a Father, God our Father, that is. Once I met Him, He taught me how to love myself and to love and have compassion for others no what color or ethnicity.
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Hi, Susan. Most of us have gone through that phase of hating ourselves. I have been there myself. I remember being upset with my mom for not straightening my nose when I was an infant (LOL). Throughout the years the Lord taught me how to love and appreciate myself. Have a great weekend.
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