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“Lo importante no es tanto nuestra autoridad sino sacar a la luz la mentira. Los miedos profundos en la vida de una persona a menudo conducen a un problema de control. Debes renunciar al espíritu de control. Muchos casos de liberaciones en curso incompletas se dan porque la persona tiene miedo (tal vez inconscientemente) de lo que ha enterrado en la oscuridad. Un contexto adecuado de relaciones fieles y afectuosas en las que una persona puede ser honesta y aceptada mientras responde al proceso de transformación.”

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Unbound: A Practical Guide to Deliverance

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