So following from that experience I guess life simply happened. I got married, we had children, a good job etc. I remained a Christian, and then as time went by, I drifted somewhat, and sinned, and lived a reasonable life. I guess I was lukewarm, for just over 20 years. A christian, but just going through the motions. Home biblestudy group etc, but lukewarm.
And then it all changed one day.
We had immigrated to Australia, and have been living a good live in a new country for two years, with our three kids getting close into teenage years. The eldest, our son, was 14 years old (this was about years ago) and was at the first day of his end of the year exam week at school. I had just arrived home from work on this particular Monday evening, when my wife asked me to go and check on our son, as he was sleeping and not studying. So I woke him up, and he was annoyed. Eventually he sat upright on his bed, with his feet dangling over the side, back towards the wall. As I turned, about to leave him to pull himself together, I just heard a loud groan /shout, and turned in time to see him arch his back, arm flung high into the air, hands balled into fists, eyes rolled back, and then he sort of just slid of the bed, landed on his knees, and sat upright, and then spoke absolutely fluently in an unknown foreign tongue, and in a loud and angry voice, for about 30 seconds. After that, he simply lay on the floor and went to sleep.
Up to this point I would have been pretty sceptical about demons in modern time today. Boy, was that an awakening. It is very very real. My wife and i immediately knelt with him, laid our hands on him and prayed. We commanded demons to go. It did not work. (Because we did not know what we were doing, we really didn't even know what we were dealing with).
He woke up, and got back into bed, and simply slept. It was far from over.
And then it all changed one day.
We had immigrated to Australia, and have been living a good live in a new country for two years, with our three kids getting close into teenage years. The eldest, our son, was 14 years old (this was about years ago) and was at the first day of his end of the year exam week at school. I had just arrived home from work on this particular Monday evening, when my wife asked me to go and check on our son, as he was sleeping and not studying. So I woke him up, and he was annoyed. Eventually he sat upright on his bed, with his feet dangling over the side, back towards the wall. As I turned, about to leave him to pull himself together, I just heard a loud groan /shout, and turned in time to see him arch his back, arm flung high into the air, hands balled into fists, eyes rolled back, and then he sort of just slid of the bed, landed on his knees, and sat upright, and then spoke absolutely fluently in an unknown foreign tongue, and in a loud and angry voice, for about 30 seconds. After that, he simply lay on the floor and went to sleep.
Up to this point I would have been pretty sceptical about demons in modern time today. Boy, was that an awakening. It is very very real. My wife and i immediately knelt with him, laid our hands on him and prayed. We commanded demons to go. It did not work. (Because we did not know what we were doing, we really didn't even know what we were dealing with).
He woke up, and got back into bed, and simply slept. It was far from over.
