and it restored my faith in and my relationship with Jesus Christ.
(Im sorry if this is the wrong forum. Ive been lurking for a while but never felt the need to post, and the whole structure of this forum is still a little confusing to me.)
Actually, there have been two encounters.
The first was a few weeks ago, but I dont remember it in detail. I guess I kind of dismissed it afterwards and forgot about it. But at the time, it felt very real. The striking thing about these two encounters is that I wasnt scared.
I used to be a person who scares extremely easily. I only had to see a remotely scary movie or hear a ghost story and this deeply, thoroughly creepy feeling would stick to me for weeks, and Id be so freaked out Id be unable to sleep alone. It was really extreme when I was a child. This is one of the reasons I believe Ive always had problems with demons. Lets just say Ive always been very open to the occult.
I was baptized one year ago. Before the baptism, I talked to some of the church staff and it emerged that I might have demon problems. I believe they were able to attack me through my weak points pride/greed/need to control and shame. The church people laid hands on me and we all told the demons to go away, using the name and authority of Jesus Christ.
When I felt a demon presence a few weeks ago, I dont remember how exactly I became aware of it, but anyway, it was while lying in bed, before falling asleep. I told it to go away with the authority of Jesus Christ, like they had taught me at church. With my eyes closed, I saw a humanoid shadow figure walk away from my bed and towards the door. Like I said, it didnt feel creepy. It felt like a very factual exchange, like telling a dog to go away or brushing off an insect.
Then last night, again as I was falling asleep. I had the following dream: I was talking to my friend about another friend. I said: Shes not religious. Shes not religious at all. Shes practically an atheist. I mean sure, she was raised Christian, she goes to church because her parents make her, maybe she even kind of believes in God, maybe she even prays sometimes... but she doesnt have this yearning, this craving for God that I have. Then a movie appeared in front of me, a documentary about the world in 300 years... It was about how the size of certain everyday objects would change. But not due to practical reasons, the way mobile phones change, more due to organic/evolutionary reasons, like trees growing in different parts of the woods. One such item was a mailbox. OK, this part may be completely irrelevant, it was after all a dream. But then someone pushed me down from behind. So far that my head and torso were lower than the lower half of my body. I was lying on by belly and he was holding me down with one arm all the way across my lower back, laying the other hand on my upper back, tapping my energy. I tried to resist, but he acted in a way as though my feelings/opinions were completely irrelevant, saying This is not about now. This is what I need for 300 years from now. I realized that I couldnt fight him anyway so I said Does that mean Ill get to live until 300 years from now as well? and I kind of stopped fighting, but at the same time something in me became more aware. Then I woke up, and for an instant I still felt him holding me down, then seconds later I still felt the pressure, but more like a throbbing sensation now, my heart beating extremely through my lower back where he had pushed me down. Then there were a few throbs on my arms, like someone grabbing them and trying to hold them down. Just by becoming more aware of these sensations, they became weaker. I felt like I caught him or them in the act and they started to back off slightly, but were still lurking. Then, again, I did what I learned at church. I invoked the authority of Jesus Christ, saying I belong to him and only him, that I am part of his family, telling them to go away. I told them I belong to Jesus Christ and while I was at it, I said my husband belongs to me, so they should stay at least 1000 km away from both of us from now on. Like a holy restraining order. I used a few curse words too... feeling that that was the appropriate way to talk to those types.
My faith had been very weak lately. I had been praying to Jesus for a sign.
There was also another dream I had several weeks ago. It was just this information: You might not always feel God in your life that clearly. But what you do know is that there are evil powers at work. You know this as a fact. You know these forces intimately, and you know you need help against them. If they exist, the opposite must exist too. This is what you know.
I believe that Jesus might have sent this demon / these demons to me in response to my prayers. He may have let them do their thing for a little while, because this was the only way I would understand what was going on, the war going on in this world between good and evil. The only way I would understand what was at stake, the value of my soul. The only way I would be able to grasp the factual reality of what is going on.
I believe that although I have been baptized and have pledged allegiance to the good side, the family of God, I have been inviting these demons in lately, by losing my faith in Jesus, instead letting insidious forms of idol worship creep back into my life, letting myself go by starting to hold on to my pride and greed, like I used to, instead of Jesus.
Im sorry this is such a long post, but I needed to write this experience down in detail because it is so immensely important and valuable to me and I have to do everything I can not to forget it.
Faith is something I easily lose, and its so painful when I feel that I really need it and crave it, and I just cant will it to come to me. I try to argue and reason with myself, find arguments to subdue all my doubts about whats written in the Bible, about all the things the churches have done wrong, etc.
Faith is not something you can will to happen. It cannot be achieved by thinking, arguing, reasoning.
Faith is just a gift. Its an act of pure grace. Only when you have been given this gift, THEN you can read the Scripture and begin to understand it, then you can walk in the light of the Lord and grow in your life. Its the basis for the life of the soul. I was spiritually dead for a long time. Im so grateful that I was woken up once again, that God took my hand, took His lost daughter back once more, that He showed me the light and restored life to my soul, that I am spiritually ALIVE today.
(Im sorry if this is the wrong forum. Ive been lurking for a while but never felt the need to post, and the whole structure of this forum is still a little confusing to me.)
Actually, there have been two encounters.
The first was a few weeks ago, but I dont remember it in detail. I guess I kind of dismissed it afterwards and forgot about it. But at the time, it felt very real. The striking thing about these two encounters is that I wasnt scared.
I used to be a person who scares extremely easily. I only had to see a remotely scary movie or hear a ghost story and this deeply, thoroughly creepy feeling would stick to me for weeks, and Id be so freaked out Id be unable to sleep alone. It was really extreme when I was a child. This is one of the reasons I believe Ive always had problems with demons. Lets just say Ive always been very open to the occult.
I was baptized one year ago. Before the baptism, I talked to some of the church staff and it emerged that I might have demon problems. I believe they were able to attack me through my weak points pride/greed/need to control and shame. The church people laid hands on me and we all told the demons to go away, using the name and authority of Jesus Christ.
When I felt a demon presence a few weeks ago, I dont remember how exactly I became aware of it, but anyway, it was while lying in bed, before falling asleep. I told it to go away with the authority of Jesus Christ, like they had taught me at church. With my eyes closed, I saw a humanoid shadow figure walk away from my bed and towards the door. Like I said, it didnt feel creepy. It felt like a very factual exchange, like telling a dog to go away or brushing off an insect.
Then last night, again as I was falling asleep. I had the following dream: I was talking to my friend about another friend. I said: Shes not religious. Shes not religious at all. Shes practically an atheist. I mean sure, she was raised Christian, she goes to church because her parents make her, maybe she even kind of believes in God, maybe she even prays sometimes... but she doesnt have this yearning, this craving for God that I have. Then a movie appeared in front of me, a documentary about the world in 300 years... It was about how the size of certain everyday objects would change. But not due to practical reasons, the way mobile phones change, more due to organic/evolutionary reasons, like trees growing in different parts of the woods. One such item was a mailbox. OK, this part may be completely irrelevant, it was after all a dream. But then someone pushed me down from behind. So far that my head and torso were lower than the lower half of my body. I was lying on by belly and he was holding me down with one arm all the way across my lower back, laying the other hand on my upper back, tapping my energy. I tried to resist, but he acted in a way as though my feelings/opinions were completely irrelevant, saying This is not about now. This is what I need for 300 years from now. I realized that I couldnt fight him anyway so I said Does that mean Ill get to live until 300 years from now as well? and I kind of stopped fighting, but at the same time something in me became more aware. Then I woke up, and for an instant I still felt him holding me down, then seconds later I still felt the pressure, but more like a throbbing sensation now, my heart beating extremely through my lower back where he had pushed me down. Then there were a few throbs on my arms, like someone grabbing them and trying to hold them down. Just by becoming more aware of these sensations, they became weaker. I felt like I caught him or them in the act and they started to back off slightly, but were still lurking. Then, again, I did what I learned at church. I invoked the authority of Jesus Christ, saying I belong to him and only him, that I am part of his family, telling them to go away. I told them I belong to Jesus Christ and while I was at it, I said my husband belongs to me, so they should stay at least 1000 km away from both of us from now on. Like a holy restraining order. I used a few curse words too... feeling that that was the appropriate way to talk to those types.
My faith had been very weak lately. I had been praying to Jesus for a sign.
There was also another dream I had several weeks ago. It was just this information: You might not always feel God in your life that clearly. But what you do know is that there are evil powers at work. You know this as a fact. You know these forces intimately, and you know you need help against them. If they exist, the opposite must exist too. This is what you know.
I believe that Jesus might have sent this demon / these demons to me in response to my prayers. He may have let them do their thing for a little while, because this was the only way I would understand what was going on, the war going on in this world between good and evil. The only way I would understand what was at stake, the value of my soul. The only way I would be able to grasp the factual reality of what is going on.
I believe that although I have been baptized and have pledged allegiance to the good side, the family of God, I have been inviting these demons in lately, by losing my faith in Jesus, instead letting insidious forms of idol worship creep back into my life, letting myself go by starting to hold on to my pride and greed, like I used to, instead of Jesus.
Im sorry this is such a long post, but I needed to write this experience down in detail because it is so immensely important and valuable to me and I have to do everything I can not to forget it.
Faith is something I easily lose, and its so painful when I feel that I really need it and crave it, and I just cant will it to come to me. I try to argue and reason with myself, find arguments to subdue all my doubts about whats written in the Bible, about all the things the churches have done wrong, etc.
Faith is not something you can will to happen. It cannot be achieved by thinking, arguing, reasoning.
Faith is just a gift. Its an act of pure grace. Only when you have been given this gift, THEN you can read the Scripture and begin to understand it, then you can walk in the light of the Lord and grow in your life. Its the basis for the life of the soul. I was spiritually dead for a long time. Im so grateful that I was woken up once again, that God took my hand, took His lost daughter back once more, that He showed me the light and restored life to my soul, that I am spiritually ALIVE today.
