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In an effort to bring together other people that have had personal experiences with the supernatural and/or spiritual warfare (and to spread the word about my book) I have decided to give away a free autographed copy of my book Sons of God to five people who share their own stories in the comments section of this post.
I will get things started by sharing my own story here:
After awaking from a deep sleep, I was overwhelmed with the feeling that I was not alone – someone, or something, was swiftly approaching my bedside. As a pervading sense of evil began to roil my stomach, I turned to Jesus Christ to protect me. I desperately tried to exorcise whatever evil was approaching, only to find that I could not speak as my throat felt as if it was being crushed. I knew that I couldn’t just think the words “blood of Jesus;” I had to speak them out loud. With every attempt to speak more and more pressure would clamp down on my throat. My eyes flew open, and I finally saw my attacker – a large black shadowy figure looming over my body. It had hard angles, a somewhat boxy head and boxy back as if unfurled wings were being held tight to its body, and its arms were pushing down on my throat, crushing my vocal chords. I didn’t know if it was trying to kill me, possess me, or just stop me from speaking the words. My fear quadrupled. Finally, my adrenaline kicked in when my need for oxygen became lethal, and I screeched out “blood of Jesus.” It disappeared. My mom called the next morning, asking why she had awoken shortly after three knowing that she desperately needed to pray for me because my life was in grave danger. I told her. We both got shivers when I told her the time my attack subsided - 3:13.
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Thank you! You often write very interesting articles. You improved my mood.
I don’t know if this is the place I leave my entry for the contest of the five posts? However I would love to share this, I am a Nazarene Messianic Rabbi & I remember in my ealrier years I helped out a Pentecostal church. I will never forget there was a sweet older woman there that touched my heart, she was on an air machine and started speaking to me and crying saying I know I am going to die soon!!!!
I will never forget those words were heard in slow motion and my heart was so hurt and burdened, I began to cry and pray though Shabbat is Fri-Sat Sundwn I knew Hashem YAH would hear my prayer on any day. I was led by the Rauch Ha Kodesh (Holy Spirit) to lay hands on her, wihtout any of the show and hooplah and I went into deep prayer English, Hebrew, Spanish, the woman then patted me on the head and said I won’t be needing this anymore and I began to cry as she was breathing without it and when I saw here months later Lo and Behold no Oxegyn machine!!! — The glory goes to the most High KEVOD!!! I was just a vessel and servant He used for this kind of task, I had really nothing to do with it except, obeying and hearkening to the voice of the Rauch Ha Kodesh.
There is one more I would like to share which is as follows: The same Pentecostal Church I was helping out had a youngman whom had be friended me and others, her mother a very faithful woman to her faith and a blessing to be around. There was one day I popped in after honoring Shabbat (Sabbath) and I could see she was underattack Supernatural attack, the women would not let me pass and I prayed to hashem YAH and told the pastor the Ruach Ha Kodesh was leading me and also Him to pray over the young woman. Lo and behold it was as if the Red Sea was parted and the Pastor told me to pray with him over her, they had to hold ehr hands and feet down, her voice did change but not like in the movies. I remember her skreeching alot and then cursing and spitting at us, after over an hour of praying these Unclean spirits came out of her; not just one or two but many this woman’s face finally came back to normal and she was fine but then they took her along with the women to pray for her privately.
These are my stories for the entry, please note that I TAKE NO CREDIT IN WHAT YHWH HAS DONE, HE IS THE ONE THAT DOES THE WORK we are to be submissive to Him and the way The Ruach (Spirit) leads us. Yeshua said I send one more after me that will bring all things back to your rememebrance, hence why we should be obedient to Him always!!!! Shalom..
This is from an excerpt from a book I’ve written about a time in the lives of my family. This specific event happened to me. This is just one incident of many that occurred while we were ‘involved’ with a family who, unknown to us at the time, were involved in worshipping the dead. As mentioned above, obedience and giving our entire self to Yahweh is where we find victory.
The whispers kept coming back into her head and wouldn’t let her sleep. “Bow down and worship me. Bow down and worship me.” The multiple faces of the demons were so vividly alive in the darkness of her bedroom. The words were so powerful that denying them, refusing them was nearly impossible.
Anne sat up and spoke aloud, “Go away. In Yeshua’s name, leave me alone.” They didn’t leave. Their words became even more enticing. Their yellowish eyes beckoned her to submit to their call. Anne began to panic. She really wanted to give in to them. They were becoming almost irresistible. She woke Peter who was already asleep.
“Please pray for me NOW. I’m being attacked by demons. They want me to worship them. And, I’m scared because I want to. I can’t battle this alone.” Peter immediately began to pray. But nothing changed.
Frustrated and scared, Anne left her bedroom and headed downstairs. Though it was late, James was on the phone again with Keren. Anne asked that James pray for her. She also asked that Melissa pray for her as well. Anne wanted Melissa to know she was being attacked by demons.
Anne grabbed her Bible and went into another room. The voices of the demons became louder and louder. They filled the room with their enticing voices. “Worship me. Worship me. Bow down and worship me.” Anne played praise and worship music. As it played, she worshipped and danced, but the voices continued to call her into submission. They really wanted her to surrender. She was losing the battle. Their voices captivated her soul. Their commands had power.
She threw her Bible on the floor. She opened it to a random place. She cried out to whoever was listening, “I will worship only Yahweh the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. I will worship His only Son, Yeshua. And, I will not get up from the floor until you are gone.”
She fell flat on the floor with her face on her Bible. The demons voices became more like a cacophony of noises that would not leave her alone. As she lay there, she began thinking she could be on the floor a long time. But, she did not move. She meant what she had said.
Suddenly, a loud voice broke through the cacophony of sounds. “I am giving you discernment of spirits. DISCERN!” Anne cried out in a powerful voice, “Spirit of Idolatry, LEAVE.”
Peace. Anne rested. She returned to bed.
I left my grandfather’s funeral service and returned to my grandmother’s house alone. I had arrived before anyone else and walked into the living room. I found myself staring at a picture that was taken that had my grandfather, my dad, and me holding my then infant son.
It felt like an eternity that was looking at that picture and then I heard my grandfather’s voice pierce the silence. “I’m home. I’m home. I’m home.” is what I heard coming from the speaker of my grandmother home security system.
I quickly looked out the window to see if anyone was driving around with a CB and using a linear amplifier to bleed through the speaker. No cars on the road at all and nobody was home yet from the service.
Could this be a message that he was in heaven? Was it a bleed through form an alternate reality where he is home in another timeline? Was he there and not see me and therefore had to announce his presence?
I think about those question a lot. I also have a few other supernatural/paranormal stories I could share that involve myself and other family members but, that is for another day.
I would like to mention something I don’t think I’ll ever forget. Several years ago my wife and I were very close to a friend of ours who believed that our (the three of us) primary ministry was deliverance. We agreed that the Bible mentioned it, and that believers could (and when the time called for it, should) do it, but we did not feel it was the main part of our ministry. Anyway, her daughter’s boyfriend had gotten saved recently. Although the daughter claimed to be saved, she didn’t not attend church much, but was supportive of her boyfriend. So our friend believed it would be best if she, her daughter & boyfriend came to our house to “cleanse” any “unclean spirits still attached to him.” He was sitting in a chair while our friend, my wife and I stood around him; the girlfriend sat a few feet away. As we began to pray, the daughter held up her hand and said, “Mom.” We continued praying, and she got louder, “Mom! MOM!” Until she let out this bloodcurdling scream, yelling and thrashing about. Her boyfriend did not have a demonic presence; this professed believer did. It was the scariest thing because (1) we were caught off guard, and (2) we learned shortly afterward that she had not truly repented and got saved; that she only said she had to make her mother happy. Very strange…
Sort of a short story. When I was a child, my grandparents owned a church in which my father had been a pastor. He had been doing some investigating of the occult and certain Satanic groups in our area. Our family had been under spiritual attack and had been sent threats by these groups. Obviously we were very stressed and were praying very hard for protection.
One morning my father tells us an amazing thing he saw the night before, my father woke up and saw a bright blue light coming from the hallway of our home. He wakes my mother up and asks her if she sees it. As she wakes up, she tells him not only does she see the blue light as well but she sees an angel with a sword guarding our home, standing so tall part of his upper body went through the roof and she couldn’t see his face.
I suppose it was God’s way of letting them know everything would be all right. It’s difficult to dismiss something like that as just a hallucination if two people see it. We’ve always accepted it as real and taken it as a sign that we’re being protected.
My school field was told to be haunted, but I never believed it, until that day —- the day I encountered ‘the thing’ myself.
During the World War II in 1945, the Japanese armies invaded my country. These Japanese armies were well-known for their cruelty. The men were tortured and killed in the ‘kempetai’ or police camp for no reason, the women were raped and murdered, the chlidren and the old people were beaten to death. I’ve heard that they even cut a pregnant woman’s belly with their Japanese sword and took the foetus out and let the woman bleed to death.
Now, my school field was the place where the Japanese dug a large pit and burried innocent people alive just for the sake of fun. It was said that my school field contain the souls of hundreds, or maybe thousands of unfortunate victims.
One night, while I was attending a leadership camp (which lasted for 3 days and 2 nights) in my school, I had a sudden urge to go to the toilet. I pulled one of my friends, Rachel and went to the toilet together. She waited for me outside while I went in myself.
When I came out of the toilet, I went over to the basin to wash my hands. I saw a lady in white standing in front of the mirror who was combing her hair silently. I couldn’t see her face as her hair was too long. She went out the toilet after that. I thought she was one of our members, as there were nearly 100 people who attended the camp.
I went out after washing my hands and I saw Rachel. I asked her whether she had seen a member wearing white dress and having long hair walking out of the toilet. She said, ” Hey, are you kidding me? No one went in there and walked out except for you! ”
Immediately, a cold chill ran down my spine…
On 09112001 I was an unbeliever but I had an urge to search for God. I remembered Jesus from my childhood and cried out to Him. Nothing seemed to happen but over the next few weeks I started researching New Age stuff, witchcraft and white majic. Due to my sins I had the thought that Jesus wouldnt want me. I didnt know it but I was being influenced by demons. I started reading a book about an angel not realizing what I was getting into. An evil spriit actually entered my body and said his name was Michael From there many evil spirits over the following days entered my body. They of course didnt say they were evil or made no mention of satan or hell. Over the course of approximately 3 1/2 years evil spirits continually tormented my life. What started out as friendly encounters filled with love turned into hatred because I kept looking for Jesus. They filled me with fear , when they spoke it felt like they were injuring me with their words, gave me nightmares, woke me up., One night I awoke to a terrible supernatural pain like my soul was being torn from my spine. They attacked me and spoke shame to me continual criticism. I tried to live a life and couldnt tell anyone what was happening to me. Before I knew they were evil, they filled me with fear that my husband was trying to kill me. I was put in a mental hospital for five days, then a shelter after the insurance ran out. I eventually came back to my husband who tried to take care of me. My family just thought I had a nervous breakdown, I didnt tell anyone. Each day was a differnt set of tourmenters. There was a female type spirit she was mean. They all were. I hated them. I was a prisoner in my own body and couldnt tell anyone. I started reading the Scriptures on my own out of the hospital. I threw out the medication I needed spiritual help not drugs. The people at the witchcraft bookstore couldnt help me. I heard them mock often people who had done things wrong to anger spirits. Anyway I started at Geneis and the Holy Spirit started fighting for my soul. A few months into reading I was able to give up becuase the evil spirits kept tourmenting me. The Holy Spirit spoke into my heart and said “You have a Father in Heaven who loves you and it is time to get ready to come home’ after that I devoted my life and body to Jesus Christ and the Holy Spirit. When I wouldnt use drugs or alchol anymore my husband left me when I became a Christian. I wasnt the woman he wanted even after 20 years of marriage. But I grew up fatherless and I had hope. GOd was willing to take me back through the sacrifice of Jesus. My soul was not condemned to hell like I had been led to believe. So I kept reading the Bible - started watching shows like Kenneth Copeland, and Jack Hayford and started attending church 18 months later. I have taken hold of every means of grace that Jesus has given me to live I am saved today. And even peaceful. My thoughts are completely quiet. Jesus is ever near me. They dont attack me like that anymore and if they try I cast them out. I get stronger every day. Glory be to the Name of Jesus (Yeshua ) forever….
All my life, even before coming to a saving knowledge of the Lord Yeshua (Jesus), I have been able to detect the presence of demonic activity. I can remember as a small child being in my bed at night and actually feeling my bed being physically shaken back and forth by unseen forces. I also remember being awakened in the middle of the night by “something” to see very dark black smoke-like clouds and silver sparkles floating around the room while hearing faint whispers from many voices that I couldn’t really make out the words from. I really didn’t understand it back then, just knew I felt frightened by these occurrences. It got to the point where I was able to block them all out eventually. Then at the age of 15, I accepted Yeshua (Jesus) as my Savior and the visions and occurrences came back full force. This time, however, I had a way to combat them….the Blood of Yeshua! I learned how to do spiritual warfare with them early on in my Christian walk. I remember one instance in particular when I went to dinner with a Christian friend. As we were dining, a male friend of hers approached our table and she invited him to sit down with us. IMMEDIATELY upon him sitting down, his spirit attacked mine! I got violently ill….nauseous, a major headache, dizzy…I plead the blood of Yeshua over myself and the physical assault stopped. The spiritual one, however, had just begun! I looked at him dead on in the eyes, and he immediately would look away. I did all this silently, mind you, so as not to cause a scene in the restaurant. I spoke to the demons in this man in the name of Yeshua and told them to reveal themselves….one by one, they told me their names: lust, adultery, pride, greed, haughtiness…and the list went on. I started to rebuke them by name and before I even got to the second name, this man started to visibly shake and sweat profusely. He looked at me and I saw fear in his eyes. He very abruptly stood up and excused himself and left the restaurant. My friend was completely bewildered and I told her what had just happened and we prayed for him. I never saw him again and neither did she, so we have no clue what happened to him after that. There have been many experiences in my life as a born-again believer I could tell you about….facing demons head-on in my own family members and such, but time and space here on this blog will no allow it! PRAISE GOD we have the victory over the forces of evil through the blood of Yeshua HaMaschiach (Jesus the Messiah)!
I know your contest is over I just wanted to share something that happened to me.
I don’t remember why I was home alone on either of these two strange occasions. I think I was at home from work for one reason or another while other family members were at work or school.
The first time something weird happened to me at home I was at the back of the house in our master bedroom when I heard this loud clinking noise coming from the front of the house. It sounded like someone was taking a metal object and hitting it back and forth in the drain to the kitchen sink. Automatically I suspected another family member had come into the house and I proceeded to walk down the hallway to find out who it was. As I entered the kitchen I was taken back not to find anyone there or in any other room of the house. Had it been a noise from outside that I had heard? It sure didn’t sound like it came from outside, but having nothing else to base it on I just chalked it up to being really unusual.
The next time I heard a noise in the kitchen I was only about five feet away in our family room standing in front of our television. I think the news was on but it was not turned up loud at all. Suddenly, I heard all these very loud noises that sounded like dozens of dishes, silverware and glasses all crashing onto our kitchen floor at the same time. I could see into the kitchen but only half of the room was visible to me as a wall was blocking the rest of the room. All I could see was the kitchen table and chairs, plus some bar stools next to the counter.
What I couldn’t see was what was making all the noise on the other side of our counter where there was open floor space surrounded by some other counters, the kitchen sink, dishwasher, cupboard, and our refrigerator. I stood still in wonderment as the noise continued unabated for some time. In my mind’s eye it was like an opening must had appeared in the kitchen ceiling and an endless stream of dishes and things were falling through it to the floor. I was stunned by the sounds knowing that what was transpiring in the next room was not natural. The sound of the dishes just kept falling onto the floor relentlessly without any apparent end.
I finally walked slowly to the kitchen and as I neared the kitchen floor the noise immediately stopped. I looked down and saw our black cat lying next to the refrigerator. I then scanned the kitchen floor for the broken dishes but there was nothing on the floor. There were some dirty dishes on the kitchen counter but none of them were broken or in any great disarray. The cat then looked up to me calmly like he was wondering what I was up to in the kitchen. I was amazed at the cat’s relaxed stare and quickly concluded that he had not heard the same noises I had or he would have fled the room in a panic. I also did not believe that the cat had caused the noise. I was at a loss to explain what had just happened until another family member later shared with me what happened to her in the kitchen.
I AM 54 YRS OLD.. AT THE AGE OF 16 I STARTED DOING DRUG’S AND HANGING WITH “THE WRONG PEOPLE” AFTER MONTHS OF BAD BAD THINGS I HAD A VISION … THE LORD WAS SITTING AT THE EDGE OF MY BED ON A ROCK IN A CLOUDY HAZE AND ON HIS KNEE WERE LITTLE CHILDREN AND AT HIS FEEET A LAMB.. THERE WERE NO WORDS EXCHANGED.. THE LORD PUT HIS HAND OUT TO ME AND I “… Unroll ParchmentHEARD HIM SAY” COLLEEN, MY CHILD, DON’T LEAVE ME” I KNEW HE WAS TELLING ME HE LOVED ME AND WOULD NEVER LET ME GO.. 2 YRS LATER I WAS ON THE RIGHT TRACK AND MY ALMIGHTY LORD IS STILL BY MY SIDE… EVERY DAY IS A PRAISE DAY DON’T CARE IF I HAVE HAD AAWFUL DAY.. MY LORD SEES ME THROUGH AND IS BY MY SIDE.
I AM NEVER WITHOUT A SMILE… THE LORD BRINGS LAUGHTER AND FUN/LOVE TO ME NO MATTER WHAT I MAY BE GOING THROUGH.
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I’ve been messianic since 1992…I was trying to explain to the kids I was camping with last weekend why there was lightning and thunder and no rain clouds in the rocky Soap Lake area we were staying…My daughter asked why it was doing that…I… said the Angels in Heaven are playing Flashlight tag… the ones on Daytime duty are coming back to exchange with the Nighttime duty ones, and as they are passing each other in the staircase, they flip on the switches of their light sabors at each other and when they touch, they make sparkling and lightning, then when it thunders, God’s orchestra of night noises is rehearsing and the Cymbals are crashing…They might be on time, or late, but that’s why they are practicing…Then they kept asking questions…So I said Jesus is trying to tell the Devil to leave God’s people alone…Then it got windy all of a sudden, so I said God wants them to leave (The devil and demons) but the Devil is a baaad boy…
…And they don’t leave without making a scene, that’s why they are called demons- demon-stration…And they like to cause trouble. That’s they’re calling card, and I always know when something was their doing…That night, insid…e the park model trailer, me and the big sister were singing the little ones to sleep, and it started raining really hard, and about 100mph winds…One was worried about getting nightmares from the lightning…I said Jesus (Yeshua) will take care of us, cause he promised to…So she finally went to sleep…later in the morning it wasn’t raining anymore, but I was smelling smoke all night, ignored it, cause it was probably other people’s camp grills or houses in the area with fire places…Smelled like winter fire smoke…After breakfast we went swimming in the pool…There was a fire helecopter getting water out of the lake to put out a fire…Someone said the woods on the other side of the hill caught on fire from the lightning last night…
I said the devil must have done that after Jesus rained to finish the argument between the angels and demons,…and I noticed no one down here was arguing after that…for a while anyway…
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Scott J. Newell
When I was a boy (about 17, I’m now 27) I read Mark 11:24 which says “Whosoever shall say unto this mountain be removed and be cast into the sea and shall not doubt in his heart but shall believe that those things which he says will come to pass he will have whatever he says.” And I wasn’t indoctrinated in any direction. I just believed the Lord Jesus was telling the truth. I could have whatever I said if I believed and did not doubt. So I decided I would “test” it so-to-speak. In my town of Prescott AZ we had not had rain for a long time so I decided I would choose a random day about a week and a half out, and speak to the weather and command it to rain on that day. So I did. As it drew closer (within a week) I was with a friend and we decided we would pray and ask the Lord to send rain. But before we did I wanted to see if it was forecast to rain anyway so we turned on the television (The Weather Channel) and as it came to the seven day forecast (I had never seen this before, nor after) instead of showing what the weather would be like for the next seven days it said “data unavailable” so I said “Let’s go ahead and pray” when we did we turned the tv back on and sure enough, it was predicting rain. I went around and told everyone “It’s going to rain this coming Tuesday.” “How do you know?” They would ask. And I would tell them. And on exactly that day (not a single day before since I had officially “said” it) it rained. Not only did it rain it was a huge thunderstorm. I would say greater than any storm that year. All my friends were shocked. And one girl who was an atheist even ended up getting saved as a result. Since then I have used Mark 11:24 multiple times.
Jesus is Lord and His Word is true.
Thanks be to God.
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D. Journey says:
O.K. I really get uncomfortable about even thinking about this.
A few years back I was sleeping in a room I had just moved into.(I was mad at my husband) The only things in that room were a nightstand, a light and a bed. I woke up the next day and when I put my feet to the ground there was a piece of paper. On it were words, when I picked it up to read it there was nothing but unimaginable filth. Over and over on both sides.It was in a wild scrawl and it scared me like nothing ever had. Now this next part was even more than horrific because there were also phrases on it of something that happened in my youth that I was very ashamed of and being so ashamed I had never told anyone.
I had to get rid of it…So I wadded it up and I threw it away, thinking & hoping that was the end of that.At the time my husband was taking all of the trash to the landfill. And I was so glad.
In about two weeks when I was outside I noticed a piece of paper propped up against the tree. As I picked it up I was horrified, it was that piece of paper. At first I couldn’t believe it but it had to go away, I just wasn’t going to stand for it, I couldn’t. I tried to think of what to do, so I sat outside and tried to burn it. It would smolder and go out, over and over I tried. It would burn like wood. So I went and got some charcoal lighter fluid and soaked it, I burned it and had to keep burning it because it would go out and every time it started to go out I poured more fluid on it, over & over (It felt like forever) I kept repeating this process, I wanted nothing left not even the ashes.
That was it I had some strange dreams and a picture that flew off the wall but I blessed every room with the Lord’s prayer and holy water inside and out.
That’s it. thanks for listening . A word for the wise watch out who & what you allow in your house this includes emotions. Sincerely,DLJourney@gmail.com
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Kim Anderson
I was traveling with my family to an amusement park. We stopped at a motel. We were all hungry so my brother,mom and uncle went to pick up some fast food. I was tired from the drive and wanted to stay and take a shower.
They left and I went into the bathroom. As I looked around I realized this place was old. I turned on the bathwater and it spit and sputtered and the water came out brown and smelly. I turned it off and stepped back. I turned to the sink and noticed the brown stains and kind of tried to turn the knob and the same thing happened.
I quickly dressed and headed toward the metal door. It wouldn’t budge. Again I stepped back and took a breath. To my right was a screened window and I hadn’t realized that I could hear the crickets chirping. I tried the door again, nothing.
All at once the cricketts stopped. I froze. I turned and looked at the screen again. The cricketts all in unison begin to chirp, louder and louder. I grasped at the door with all my might and tugged and pulled. Finally it opened. With two leaps I jetted across the room and sat on the bed fartherest from the bathroom.
I cautously scampered over to turn on the tv. I was all fuzzy and I couldn’t get a channel. Finally some type of religious channel came in and I sank back into the bed with the covers pulled tightly around me.
I began to doze off. My mom and the others came in laughing and talking of how they got lost looking for a food place and sorry it took so long. I slightly complained of the water and ate a bit and fell off to sleep. The next day I was relieved to get out as quick as possible. I’ve never really told many people of this and wasn’t sure how to put in writing coherently, I hope you liked it. I liked your story, it was very good.
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David E. Tyner
Hi Castle Lover,
I am author of Enemy of Darkness book by Cindy Tyner. I can relate to what happened to you because I have experiences in the Supernatural. When I was writting Enemy of Darkness, I sat down at the computer one morning as usual so I thought. I started writting about the young man Jess in the book. As I finished a paragraph about Jess taking a over dose of drugs, I was suddenly in a dark tunnel tumbling downward. My hair was pulled, close to my head teeth were snapping, at first all I could see was glowing red orbs. The longer that I was dragged downward, I began to see a gigantic red fire lake. I looked around me at this time from the reflection of the fire, what I saw took my breath away. There were demons holding me in vise like claws. There were fangs instead of teeth sticking out of their mouth. I was terrified. The heaviness of this place suffocated me. One of the demons grasp my already parched throat. I tried to scream but nothing happened. The closer that I got to this bubbling lake of fire the more I could see all around me. On the shore of this lake of fire were fire pits with black metal poles around them. People were in these pits burning. There flesh would burn and then rejuvinate back again. There was screaming all around me, people were falling like a waterfall into Hell every second. I didn’t know why God was allowing me to come to this place since I belonged to Him. The demon let loose of my throat and then I screamed “Oh God Please help me!” A huge black serpent that had beeb coiled on the soot covered shore raised his head and hissed “Not that word down here.” Every inch of my body felt the heat from the fire by this time. Flames were licking my feet and scorching my legs. The weight of a foot was upon my back pressing me farther down into the sea of fire and flames. I begged God again “Please Jesus help me”, Suddenely the serpent changed instantly into a red Dragon. He opened his mouth and at that instant I saw the Hand of God come down into Hell and reach around Satan’s neck. Just as this happened an angel of the Lord swept down into the bowels of Hell and grasped me flying back into Earth’s Realm. I felt myself fall back into my body. This all happened in one day to me. Somehow by the Grace and Mercy of God, everything that I saw got put onto the computer. My husband came in from work right after this, I ask him to read what was on the computer. He did and said “Baby this is real good.” I told him that I was going to have to take a break from writing. I stopped writing for about two weeks. This visit into Hell had shook me up. I have since finished the book Enemy of Darkness and it was published this past July. I had visions Heaven three times while writing also. Cindy Tyner
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Simon Bensasson
I’ve had this experience a long time ago, when I was still a child, but I do not think I will ever forget it: It was early in the afternoon. That morning, my grandmother had finished making five jars of apricot jam. She had sealed the jars and had left them on a shelf close to a window to cool. She had to go shopping and asked me to go with her. I didn’t feel like it and told her so. She looked at me suspiciously and said something relating to the jam that seemed to contain some kind of threat. I told her I knew only too well that I was not to touch it and that I also knew of the consequences if I were to do so.
My gran left and I was alone in the house with absolutely no intention of getting at the jam - even though apricot was (and still is) my favourite.
Nevertheless, a short while afterwards I felt this strange presence and an irresistible force that, like a strong magnet, dragged me to the kitchen. The jam jars were there on the shelf and I shuddered when, suddenly one levitated and landed smoothly onto the bench. In front of my eyes, I saw the cap turn slowly and with some difficulty and then it was open. I turned, frightened, to return to my room but there was nothing doing. Not only did the force of the unknown presence stop me from leaving but I felt many hands forcing me down onto the floor and other hands forcing my mouth open. I try to should for help but I couldn’t. A spoon floated in the air and started going from the jam jar to my mouth and back. I was swalloing as fast as I could to avoid choking and only when the jar was half empty was I released from my ordeal.
The worse of it was that when my gran got back and I explained this supernatural experience to her she did not believe me (what a cynic) and she caused no end of pain upon my body. Six hours later when, in tears I went to the bathroom and I saw the imprint of a hand in my bum - I was sure it was my gran’s but she said otherwise. She said it was the being that was present what did it. This is not a fair world. If she thought that why did she cause me pain?
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I was eating an ordinary donut a few years ago when - and you won’t believe this - it suddenly grew big eyes and a huge lolloping tongue. Not human eys but more like those of a millipede. The tongue was akin to that of a bovine creature. Anyway, it looked straight at me and said in a voice reminiscent of Vincent Price in Michael Jackson’s song ‘Thriller’,
‘I am a donut, so are you’.
I have never been the same since.
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Hello Rebecca
I am not writing so that i can win a book!! I have purchased your book already and I wanted to write to you about it. I first want to say that I thank God for you and all that He is doing through you. May God continue to direct your path and teach you all things that you must know to complete His will for your life. I contacted you on myspace and I told you that I had ordered your book and was awaiting it’s arrival. I took breaks from my college work to read your book. I was so thrilled and impressed over everything you said in your book. The story line was amazing and tantilizing and I was constantly looking forward to the next chapter in your book. I was sad when I reached the end of your book becasue the book was finished. I had developed such a strong appetite for your story line and I said Lord I love this book!!! Now while reading your book I was reminded of all of the experience I had as a Seer from my chilkdhood up to now. I started remembering the visions that I saw and experienced when I was in elementary school on through to college. As I read your book I told the Lord,” Now this sounds famillar”! I said this because I started remembering how I felt when I jumped by demons in my sleep or when I saw spirits walking around in the house.I also began to remember the times when the enemy came into my bedroom and when I rebuked him I could hear his footsteps as he ran out of my room. All of these experiences and more began to come back to my mind as I read your book. And once agin I was so impressed with your book and with all the extra knowledge that you included in the back of the book. When I read about the information that you provided concerning the fallen angels. My mind began to go back to my Latin class that I took in highschool. I remember sitting in class thinking I wonder if there is som truth to the Greek & Roman gods and goddess’. And now after reading your book, I can see that maybe those gods and godesses were actually fallen angels and nephilims. I hope that I am not giving away too much information concerning your book or spoiling it for someone else. I just wanted to say to you that I truely enjoyed your book and that I will continue to pray that God will enlightened us all through you! God Bless You Dearly!!!