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I grew up in a non-religious, “liberal-Christian” family, with two younger siblings and two parents. We usually went to church only once a year, on Christmas, but sometimes on Easter as well. I also vaguely remember going to a Sunday school camp once every while.

The result this had on me was minimal: I was a “liberal-Christian”. I mean, I was a Christian because I believed in God intellectually, right? But in Romans 10:9-13, it says “if you declare with your mouth, “Jesus is Lord,” and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved. For it is with your heart that you believe and are justified, and it is with your mouth that you profess your faith and are saved.” Now, I had never believed from heart. I had never actually had confidence or trusted in Jesus, like how you trust your loved ones with money, or with responsibility. No, I believed in Jesus up here – in my head. Never from my heart.

Now, my ideas surrounding who Jesus was were pushed around and obscured by my lack of knowledge. I remember reading books like The Da Vinci Code and The Temple Crusaders, and because I knew so little about this Jesus, I was taken aback at what those books said about Him: they said that Jesus was a lying, deceitful, crazy carpenter who had sex with Mary Magdalene. Only later did I realize that those books had no foundation in truth; they were making these things up, or distorting actual fact.

Let me tell you, I used to sin a lot. Sinning is breaking God’s law: when you do something that goes against who God is. For example, God cannot steal. For that reason, stealing is wrong. Even from a young age, I remember stealing. I stole my aunt’s gold necklace from her house, when she was kind enough to have us over. I stole money from my parents – I even stole Pokémon cards. Now, as a pre-teen, I lied constantly, giving my parents no reason to trust me. I also became really badly addicted to video games, which interfered with my social-life and homework. I would wait until my parent’s went to bed before sneaking upstairs to play on the computer. I would have to lay awake until 11 or so, wait until my Mom came down to check on me, pretend I was sleeping, and then sneak upstairs after them. Sometimes I would play until 4 in the morning. I did this night, after night, after night. I was sneaky, and I was a liar. Because I did this night after night after night, I eventually compromised my immune system because I was getting so little sleep. Then, I developed pneumonia, whereupon I was bedridden for two months. During these two months I continued to feed my addictions, even though I was punished by my parents. Among the many activities I chose to engage in were acting gluttonous, viewing pornography, acting very jealous and lustful towards certain girls, and dishonouring my parents. I lied constantly, cheated in school, and exalted myself above other people. I had broken God’s law again, and again, and again. I had wronged a Holy and Infinite God, and I was deserving of punishment.

Later, going onto my early high-school years, my siblings and I were tested, to determine whether or not we were “gifted”. I eventually became obsessed with my more “intellectual” side, which led to me acting arrogant and a know-it-all. I became depressed, and soon there was no joy in life: the only slight pleasure I got was when I fed my addictions, like the little rush a heroin addict gets when he gives himself an injection. I was tremendously depressed; my parents tried to help me, but they didn’t know what to do. I want to a psychologist, tried to get more involved in sports, and blamed it on the fact that I didn’t have enough “good” friends. Nothing worked. I was looking for something or someone to cling to. I was looking for stability in my life. I felt a giant gaping hole inside of me, and I tried to fill that hole by viewing pornography, exercising, or intellectually stimulating myself. But nothing fit in that hole. I was empty, and I needed something.

However, God had a plan for me. At the age of 15, He eventually led me to question what I believed in intellectually. I asked myself if the God of the Bible was truly compatible with scientific truth. All of the questions I had, like “who made God?”, “is evolution real?”, “did God make the universe in 7 literal days?”, and many more were answered on a Christian website (Evidence for God from Science) on the internet. This website answered all of the questions I had. However, you aren’t saved based on knowing answers to some tricky questions: remember, Romans 10:9-10 says: “if you declare with your mouth, “Jesus is Lord,” and believe in your heartthat God raised him from the dead, you will be saved.” I had yet to place my faith in Jesus Christ as my Saviour. One day, I came across a video on the internet. It is called “Father’s Love Letter”, and it spoke about God. And it showed the very thing I was so desperately in need of: God’s love.

This video speaks God’s love, and how much He loves us. In John 3:16 it says “For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life”. God is willing to pay for all the sins we have done against Him! He didn’t just offer me mercy, but he offered me grace! He was paying for my sins!

Now, when I watched that video, I broke down and started to weep. I just broke down and sobbed from my heart. I was broken. Here, I could see God’s love, and I felt Him reaching out to me through His words. I felt the love of God pouring out through the words in this video, and I wept and sobbed because I knew I needed Him in my life. I was in such dire need of Him, and I knew it. I was empty, and I knew only He could fill me. Then, I found a prayer on the internet: an invitation to God, one which asks God into your life. However, I hesitated – a voice in my head said: “you don’t have to do it right now. You’re not in the mood… do it later!”. But then another voice, one which had a lasting impact, said “Why not now? Why wait another second?”. So I fell to my knees and I prayed this prayer. I just knelt on my bedroom floor, and I was sobbing from my heart, and I asked God to come into me. I was sorry for all the people I had hurt, and everything I had done wrong, and I knew I was deserving of punishment. So I believed in Jesus from my heart, and I placed faith in Him.

And then the Holy Spirit came into me. The Holy Spirit is God, and when He came into me I felt just an indescribable wave of peace that flooded my body… it is a sensation of joy, of being made new, and just pure peace. The chaos, the instability, the weight of the world I had felt moments earlier was gone. It is something words can only attempt to describe. I was absolutely euphoric, and I rejoiced!

That happened in August 2010, and WOW, has God ever changed me since then. The peace of the Holy Spirit I felt then is still in me, constant, unwavering. He has released me from so many of my addictions since then. While they used to break me down every night, and I was a slave to feeding them, God has set me free. As John 8:31-36 says, “To the Jews who had believed him, Jesus said, “If you hold to my teaching, you are really my disciples. Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free. They answered him, “We are Abraham’s descendants and have never been slaves of anyone. How can you say that we will be set free?” Jesus replied, “Very truly I tell you, everyone who sins is a slave to sin. Now a slave has no place in the family, but a son belongs to it forever. So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed.” While I once was a slave to sin, God has set me free. God is currently working in me, and He is teaching me to love and teach others about His kingdom and the glorious truth that Jesus came and died so we can be forgiven.

My heart is to help those who are suffering with any type of addiction. I am completely in love with Jesus, who has saved me from this world and the devil many many times. I know my calling for the Lord is to help his children who are lost in this world who are suffering with addiction, mental disorders, anything that keeps them from knowing the never ending love and peace of God! So I am sending you my testimony. I pray you read and share it if that’s what God tells you to do. Thank you for taking the time in reading a servants story of love to the King who saved me from this world!!

When I was a little girl I would always imagine that this handsome prince would ride up and rescue me on his white stallion and take me away to live in his beautiful kingdom forever and ever and happily ever after. I was a very imaginative child. Well my prince never came, men came who thought they were a prince but were the devil in disguise with a pretty smile. Here is my story of a little girl lost and always searching like a lost puppy for love!
From childbirth the enemy has tried to take me out…..I was born at 6 months with complications; I had some lung disease and one of my lungs was not fully developed in 1980 they did not have all the sophisticated medical machines and stuff like they do today. My mom always tells me the story of how they wheeled her into this room and showed her the x-rays of my lungs and the right lung did not look good but the left lung was fully drawled up like a fist (undeveloped). The doctors told my momma they had to take me to Indianapolis children’s hospital immediately to remove the lung. The doctors gave my mom the weekend and come Monday they were going to remove my lung. Well over the weekend they took me to this church in Indiana and had me prayed for and come Monday morning when I arrived at the Indianapolis Children’s Hospital they retook the x-rays of my lungs and showed it to my mom and my mom said that the doctor had the strangest look on his face because the lung that was once drawled up like a fist had miracously developed into a full lung. The doctor told my mom there is no scientific explanation to why this happened and my mom smiled back and said “No but there is a God explanation”

This is the beginning of many times the enemy tried to take my life: either by overdosing, cutting myself, or being on the streets. And each and every time God said “No this one is mine!!!”

I remember my childhood being full of love and heartache. My father was not in the picture until I was eight year old. I remember before he came into the picture I would always look at other men with their children and long for a father and I could always tell if they were a good father or not. Well at the time my father came back in the picture my mom started to leave. She met a friend and started doing drugs. I did not know that then, I just knew that my mom and dad would always leave, separately for days. My grandparents were the stable rock in my life. I have two brothers Shawn and Gary and they are older than me. My brothers and I always went to church on Sundays, Sunday night and on Wednesday nights beings that my grandfather was a preacher we always attended his church. I really enjoyed church, but my favorite part was singing with my grandparents on the way to church and on the way home. We would sing old gospel songs like “in the garden”, “lily of the valley”, and “how great thou art”. I think that is why to this day when I am down or scared I will catch myself singing these old songs. I find comfort in them!

I gave my heart to God and got saved and baptized when I was eight years old. I remember one time in church my grandfather was preaching one of his sermons and I just started crying hysterically. I don’t know why, but I did. My grandmother was sitting behind me and my grandfather looked at me from the pulpit and stopped his sermon and asked me “are you OK?” I loved him so dearly. He was such a Godly and loving man!! I was lucky to have him in my life for the short time I did. He died when I was 12 and that is when my life began the downward spiral. When he died my mother left, my dad was there but just physically and my grandmother was numb. I got put in DHR custody at that time by my own hands. I cut my wrists, superficial, I desperately wanted attention and I called 911. The cops came and took me to I guess it was DHR office? They asked if I wanted to go home and I said NO. There was other stuff going on but I am not mentioning.

So began my life in the custody of Department of Human Resources of Tennessee. I was in twenty-something different foster homes, group homes, psych hospitals, and shelters. In the beginning I liked all the attention and then I discovered how to play the system and say what they want to hear. For example if I wanted to be rewarded and move up in levels (the higher the level the more privileges) I would say and do what I knew they wanted to hear and see me do. If I just wanted to be defiant I would act out in various ways. These years are a blur to me. I learned how to protect myself by hiding out at times and by reinventing my identity on many occasions to fit in with my surroundings. I discovered at twelve how cutting myself would relieve all the different emotions I was feeling at once but still numb. I did this numerous times and some of the times were almost fatal. I was put on so many medications that one time my grandmother came and saw me and she said I was just starring and drewling. I remember one day they took me to the state hospital to perform an EEG on my brain and the lady conducting this test told me that I would be institutionalized the rest of my life. So I believed that and continued to act out even more. I just wanted my life to go back to before when I was with all my family and everyone was together. I was longing for love, real love but that longing would be unfulfilled for many more years. Finally at 16 I ran away to Nashville and I lost my virginity when some guy raped me. The girl I ran away with and myself were caught and sent to juvi. Then I returned to the group home that I was in and stayed a little bit longer until I ran away again and this time my grandmother and oldest brother, Shawn came and picked me up and I went to Huntsville, Alabama to live with them. My brother Shawn was always my protector and faced his own demons of addiction, but he had a heart of gold!

When I was 16 my brother Shawn got killed in a car wreck, and once again my world got tossed upside down. He was such an amazing brother, but as many of my family members, including my other brother, was struggling with addictions. Shawn’s car wreck involved him drinking and a telephone pole. Shortly after this I began drinking with my friends to numb everything! With drinking came my boundaries being tossed out the window and I learned that people always want something from you and it is usually your body. So I used it to my advantage at times. When I was 18 I was introduced to even a darker world of drugs and sex. I met this individual who knew all the right words to say. He engaged me into so many horrible things and one of these was drugs. My drug use started innocently enough with GHB and Ecstasy. I was at the time fascinated and excited because I had this new group of older individuals who accepted me like we were a small family. This guy used me and became almost like a father figure/pimp. But no matter all the bad stuff he did the one thing he did that I had never experienced before was we would talk for hours. I mean we would stay up all night on the front porch and talk. He would give me his version of advice and I would just melt in his grips even more. He gave me the type of attention I had been searching for my whole life. But he knew what he was doing and he used my nieveness to his advantage. To say the least it ended with DEA/videotapes and me working at a spa.

After this misadventure I became hooked on cocaine, crack, and any type of stimulant. Like I mentioned I was working in spas at this time and I also began to escort. I made sure I was blasted on one type of drug or another before I engaged in anything. I was so numb and when I wasn’t numb I was searching for a way to become numb again. I didn’t care if I lived or died and I didn’t care that every time I slept with a stranger I lost another piece of my soul. So what! Nothing mattered but the drugs.

God tried to open my eyes and I became pregnant at the age of 19 and 7 short months later he blessed me with a beautiful child. I stayed sober while I was pregnant but one year later I went to the next level….using needles.

First I started shooting up cocaine and then I met my favorite of all drugs Crystal Meth. This drug was the scariest of them all. With this drug you never knew how high you were until the next day. When I was on crystal I ended up all over Alabama: Chasing that high, well chasing the people who could get me high. Every person I ended up with treated me so harshly but I didn’t care. I sure didn’t love myself and so I expected others to do the same and they did. Crystal lasted a little while but then the next stage of my drug life began I started doing crack. I was hanging in the most runned down, nasty looking places. The people I was with were so far gone in this drug world they did not care about anything or anybody. One thing I noticed though, when ever these people where sober they wished they never started doing drugs, some even cried. Which got me to thinking in every addict there is a seed of hope, if you can nourish that seed and spread light on it than you can through Jesus save their soul.

I began to prostitute, I mean real prostitute at this time walking down the streets. Some nights I would catch myself singing some of my grandmothers old gospel hymns she use to sing, as I was walking. I would think back on my childhood at times, remembering my grandfather, who was a preacher, up at the pulpit preaching and smiling at me, I remembered the day I got baptized when I was 8 years old. Where did I go wrong? How did I go from being a preachers granddaughter to prostitute addicted to crack? All I wanted in the beginning was to find a friend find someone who loves me and accepts me for me. Yeah sure, I have my family at home who love me and are worried about me, so why isn’t that enough? Why do I always come back to this lifestyle? Why do I want to cause myself and my family so much pain? At this time I took an overdose of some pills and was found face down on the floor of the apartment of this guy I was living with and not breathing. No one knows how long I was not breathing for because the guy I lived with left for work about 6 that morning and did not return until 4 or 5 that afternoon and I took all the pills the night before. So know one really knows how long I was well for lack of better words “dead” The last thing I remember before taking all those pills is thinking “it’s never going to end” and “It’s always going to be this way”. I was put in ICU for three days with a breathing tube and the only thing I remember was hallucinating seeing this beautiful garden and I tried to get to it but could not. And I was not talking right. I would talk and in my brain it made sense but the words that came out my mom said was “gibberish”. The doctors told my grandmother they were worried about brain damage because of lack of oxygen to my brain. My brain is fine now (I thinkJ) Well the state committed me this time to a state hospital in Decatur. I was put back on meds again. I stayed a month and went home.
My family often asked me why don’t you just quit? Or how could I put them through what I have put them through? I never intended to purposely hurt the one that loves me. But they just do not understand I want to quit but I can’t. Every time I try to this image of doing drugs and the feeling I get when I do them pops up in my head and then I have to have the drug. It is almost like I become another person and my families existence becomes obsolete.

Finally, after so many horrific things I have experienced, after being in jail, after knowing several girls being killed, after being in the devils palm for so long, the first time in years I truly cried out to God. I was lying on the floor in some apartment surrounded by people and in my mind I cried out “God if you will give me a way out I will take it, I am so tired God. So tired of living like this, not knowing where I am going to sleep, not knowing if I will wake up tomorrow, not wanting to wake up tomorrow. Please God Please help me” And he did.

After that experience I went home to my mother whom I have hurt so badly so many times. I would love to say that I lived happily ever after, but that is not true. The years that followed was even harder than the previous years when I was on drugs. The battle in my mind was so strong, so constant; at times I questioned my sanity. The enemy was trying to win, but the Holy Spirit that now resided in me was pulling me closer. I will admit I did give into temptation a few times one of them times landed me back in jail again. But as the years past and my spiritman became stronger I did not want drugs. I had to be healed from the inside out by God and my brain had to be rewired. But I was getting better by the grace of God and God alone. I rededicated my life to my loving savior Jesus. I have been off the streets now completely for going on 6 years. (The longest since this drug war had begun) I completed my schooling for Medical Assistant. (First thing in my life that I have ever completed). When I look back now over the past years I am baffled at what I did and how sneaky the devil and his army can be, but most importantly I am amazed at how wonderful, loving, and forgiving God is.

I still battle with the same mind games the devil plays with my mind, but now the difference is I know that’s what it is just another tactic the enemy uses to try to steal your peace and try to sidetrack you from your walk with God. I will forever live with the scars on my body that the life I use to live has left. But that is O.K. because for the first time in my life I have eternal happiness and I have found a true friend finally after searching in all the wrong places he was always there just waiting for me to cry out to him. My real true friend is Jesus. I have been off drugs and off all medications for going on 6 years. My God has healed me and truly loves me!! At times the fear tries to overcome me but then I just remember where God brought me from and this little stumbling block is nothing!

I am literally learning to live again. For so many years I allowed others to control me and shape me who they wanted me to be and I lost who I really was. God has taught me it is OK to not be perfect and it is OK to not understand everything just to trust in him and he will lead the way. I am learning to love again and accept love from others.

If I could just say one thing to those who have loved ones who are battling with any type of addiction; just keep in mind, the Jesus you taught them when they were children is still in them today. Your loved one still remembers the Jesus of their childhood, and that same Jesus will save them from their demons that they are facing today. I know, that is what saved me. You may think that taking your children to church did not mean a thing. But actually taking your children to church, bringing them up in the Lord will save them and come back to them in Gods time not in your time. God knows and hears all your prayers and your tears he is just waiting until the right time to go to your loved ones soul and knock on the door and say ” Come Home my child, Come Home. All is forgiven.”

Since this was written  I have discovered God is really real and his love is enduring and never ending. I am beginning to love myself and my self esteem is slowly recovering!! I have learned that I do not need a man to define who I am or to be happy because Jesus is everything that I need!! I am beginning to learn to see myself through the eyes of my father and what I see is no longer a little girl lost searching in every corner for love and acceptance from anybody and in any way…No what I am beginning to see is a young women who has conquered what all the enemy has thrown at me to try to destroy me (thus far). I am a beautiful princess whom is adored by her father and I AM FORGIVEN!!! My prince on the white stallion was always there to rescue me; I was just blinded by sin so much that I could not see him!”

September 2010- This year has been full of heartache, trial, and change. But through it all God has been developing his character in me so that his love can flow freely through me. I hear his voice so clearly than ever before and I know that Greatness is ahead. I know that life will always have surprises and some of which will devastate, but I know in whom I trust to strengthen me in those times and love me with the fatherly love only he can.

Hi, my name is Sarah and I will be telling you about how the Lord Jesus protected me from the enemy with His wonderful powerful Word!

Basically, I was in my room and happened to be alone. Everyone had gone out and I was just pottering about, tidying things up.

Suddenly, I felt an ungodly presence in my house. I could feel something evil near me. I can’t describe the how horrible it was- there are no words to explain how wrong things felt. I was in my room and I felt as if there was someone walking along my hallway. Boy was I nervous!

I had been meditating on Psalm 91 for a long time, and thankfully, my bible was open in the exact place.

I started to say the psalm out loud, over and over again. As I continued to speak the words out loud, I felt more peace, safety and freedom.

The evil presence left! Just like that!

It is true! Jesus is the name above ALL names!

I would like to add before that day, I had never really experienced anything like that. Sure, everyone experiences evil presences but not as intense as that!!

I encourage anyone who has/is battling with evil spirits to use the Word of our God as a shield.

Psalm 91:4
“He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you can hide. His truth WILL BE YOUR SHIELD and PROTECTION.”

Glory to God in the Highest!!! He saved me YET again!!!!

I know this testimony seems long, but if you have the time, please read it completely. Thanks!

Hi. My name is Raeann. I am a 16 year old girl that used to be extremely shy. I attend a relatively small church, and  in church I was usually just a spectator. I would never participate or worship God. The most I would do is clap; and even that was pushing limits for me. I was more than just quite. I was silent. I would not say a word to anyone when I was much younger. I would just smile when people talked to me , I would never answer them. I would nod my head when it was necessary when they asked me a question. I was so shy I wouldn’t even talk to my Aunt’s , Uncles, and cousins. Most of them never even knew what my speaking voice sounded like. My mom, dad , and brother were the only ones that knew how much I really talked , and when I got home I did talk a lot to them.

As time passed I slowly started to open up. I never even got close to being talkative, but I would at least talk. When I did begin to talk my voice was very quiet and to some people it seemed inaudible. Many nights I cried and asked God to free my from my fear and shyness. I thought it had such a strong grip on me. I was to the point that I hated being shy, it was almost like I was invisible. People would walk over me and I would never even stick up for myself. I had an extremely hard time in school due to my shyness.I felt almost as if it was a curse to be shy because I did not benefit anything from it. Well even still when I began to talk I still never worshiped in church. I began to realize my shyness was a bigger problem than I thought. I noticed that my shyness prevented my from worshipping my Lord and Savior. I knew something was wrong. I would get very nervous over the littlest things, like talking in front of a small group of people. That was my biggest fear; talking and being in front of large groups of people. I began to accept my shyness and I thought I would be shy and suffer from the affects of shyness for the rest of my life. But God had different plans for me! It all happened  on a day of church. I thought it would just be a normal service but it wasn’t. The service that day was pretty much based on worshipping God. I felt very uncomfortable because it seemed like everyone around me was worshipping Him, but I was not. The most I was doing was clapping my hands. I wanted to praise God, I longed to praise him but something was holding me back. I felt like I was just not capable of worship. It was as if something was holding my arms down and keeping my mouth shut. There was an alter call for people that felt that they were being bondaged by fear. I knew that I should go up, and I knew that fear was holding me back from praising God. I knew I should go up but I did not. I was even too fearful to go up. A few people went up and got prayed for , but not me; I was too afraid to go up. After the people were prayed for my pastor said now let’s all worship God. I now felt very uncomfortable because I was not praising God and I did not go up for the alter call when I knew I should have. Later on into the worship my pastor came to me and told me I should be worshipping God and praising his name, and that God wants me to praise him.

My heart began to beat rapidly as he walked away; my shyness was kicking in. I made an attempt to try clapping louder but I changed my mind. I still was not worshiping God. It just seemed too hard for me to do. I guess my pastor saw I still was not praising him and he came back to me. He asked me if I was a Christian and I replied yes I was. He then asked me why I was not praising God, and I truly did not have an answer, so I told him I did not know. He then told me he isn’t trying to scare me and he isn’t trying to say I have a demon, but he said that it was demonic. He said everyone should be able to worship God freely and if we can not there may be demonic activity is preventing us from doing that. He then asked  me to repeat some things after him such as , I break all generational curses, etc. After I repeated him he prayed for me. I do not remember exactly what he prayed but it was pretty much of  removing everything that was trying to come against me. As he prayed for me I felt the presence of the Holy Spirit. After he prayed, he said now go ahead Raeann, praise God. I took a deep breath and I began to open my moth to praise God. It was extremely hard for me, but I did open my mouth and I started saying I love you God I worship you; things like that. He then said keep going Raeann I believe God has a breakthrough for you in that area of worship. It was very hard for me and I still was not speaking loud but I was telling God I loved him , which I never did before in public. Not too long after worship simmered to a close.

The sermon began and I think it was something about freedom or worship. I thought God was finished with me, but he wasn’t. In the middle of the sermon my pastor turned to me and said Raeann God said you are a songbird. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me, he was talking to me on the mike in front of the whole congregation. But one thing I actually was not feeling nervous as I normally would. Well he then went off to say that he saw me singing in front of many people and them falling under the anointing of God. I was amazed. No one had every heard me sing but my brother. I was ashamed to even sing in front of my parents. I knew I could sing but my fear always held me back. He then asked me to come up so that he could pray for me. He prayed for me and I felt God’s presence again. He then asked two ladies to come and minister to me. They came and started praying. One of the ladies asked me to raise my hands as if in full surrender. That was very uncomfortable for my shyness but I did anyway. I had my eyes snapped shut, then she said Raeann tell me when your ready to open your eyes. Right when I did open my eyes I started crying, and my cry very rapidly turned to a loud sob.

Then next thing I knew I was screaming to the top of my lungs. I did not realize I was screaming until I noticed I was on the floor. The ladies helped me up and then said that I needed to fill the empty spaces in me with the Holy Spirit. I got up lifted my hands and started shouting out the name of Jesus. I was yelling at the top of my lungs and then I started screaming again uncontrollably. Long story short, I was delivered. And I am here to tell you today that me, once a shy girl that did not say a word to almost anyone, is now in front of the congregation leading praise and worship with the praise team every Sunday. I am truly amazed by how powerful God is. I thought I would never be free,  but he freed me. He truly amazes me because even when you start to give up on God he will never give up on you. He loves us even if we run away from him.

At first it was hard for me to praise God, but obedience is very important. I praised Him even though it was extremely hard, and in return he consumed me with His love. His mercies are new every morning.GOD IS REAL. I thank him for all that He has done and all that he will do. I still face trials and tests from day to day with shyness( so please keep me in your prayers) but they are only making me stronger and equiping me for the things to come.I will trust in God and I know that I will soon fully jump in to all that he has called me to do with no fear. Greater things are yet to come.

No matter what age you are- young or old, no matter what sin you have committed or what you have done GOD LOVES YOU.I hope my testimony has blessed you, even if it is in the smallest way.

Thanks for reading!

Love, Raeann
Contact me by email: rmcampayne[at]yahoo.com

The one thing I really enjoy the most about being a self employed mechanic is the ability to be in tune with God or letting him do my scheduling. Not that that happens knowingly on a regular basis, but every once in a while I notice. There will be times that I don’t have anything scheduled and low and behold some righteous person will break down and need help. The Ultimate was this story. No fooling, I Didn’t make this up or add to it in any way.

It was a snowy day, visibility oh say a quarter mile. I decided this would be a miserable day to mechanic outside, Nobody’s in a bind that I know of so, I guess I’ll stay home and bug my wife. My wife didn’t have any plans either. We should have known something was up, because this never happens that both of us have a day to do nothing, no mater what the weather!

Sure enough the phone rings. It is an over the road trucking company saying they have a truck with air problems and out of fuel somewhere between Durango and Ridgeway, Can we help? Do you realize that’s 100 miles of the worst roads is the state and it’s a blizzard out there? Apparently not!

Have them call Bob’s. Bob’s is the local truck shop, he is better suited to repair an over the road problem { but he’s also the guy years ago that taut me two things, How to fix Trucks, and how to curse like a sailor, Not in Tune! }. Pretty quick they called again, Bob’s nor Vandegrift will help them, What now? Ok tell them to call a wrecker maybe in Montrose, We don’t even have snow tires on our service truck!

Again a while later the phone rings. They don’t know where he is, can’t get his cell phone to connect, the state highway won’t help and nobody will help them unless they locate the truck! We stared at each other for a moment and my wife said we will handle it, I’ll call you back and hung up the phone. Ok I said, I know the road, I plowed snow up there, but I also know how bad it can get. I also ain’t about to let someone freeze to death on that lonely mountain.

I grabbed the phone book and called the Cascade highway station, No answer. They’re all out plowing snow! I know I’ll call my old state highway partner in the Rockwood patrol station and asked him how come there’s nobody at Cascade station today. I got a hold of him and he said he would call them on the radio and have them call me back. I went out to the shop and loaded up the service truck with chains and empty 5 gallon cans. When I got back in the house the Cascade guy on patrol had talked to my wife and told her that there was a truck pulled off in the slide area past upper Lime creek corner and nobody was around when he checked, but he’s going to check again! Ok see ya! I’m coming too my wife said, I have a funny feeling about this!

We got in our coveralls and hit the road. We got a few breakfast sandwiches and coffee for the driver and 25 gallons of diesel in the cans and toped off the service truck with fuel in Durango, then headed up the mountain. It was slow going, more from visibility than anything, the snow wasn’t sticking to the road to bad. By the time we toped out Coalbank pass the snow had lighted up and it was beautiful. We found the truck right where the state employee had said.

A light snow was still falling as I pulled our truck in front of the 18 wheeler. He was loaded with rolls of steel, probably 82000 Gross weight on a flat deck. Kenworth with a condo sleeper. All listing to one side, he sure could have found a better place to park! I guess easterners don’t know about snow slide areas either! I Grabbed my cell phone and looked at it, No Signal! How on Gods green earth did this guy call for help from here?

I Rapped on the cab door, not knowing what to expect. Much to my surprise out of the sleeper and bounding out the door into the snow came a skinny black man with a great big smile in a tee shirt! A smile such that he was not concerned that he would freeze to death, but a smile like he had just jumped on stage for a tap dance routine! Sorry it took so long to get here, we drove 70 miles though the snow I said. That’s ok, I Knew you would come, He said. I gave him an inquisitive look, Not yet tuned into the scope of the situation. He said the plow driver stopped and told me you where coming, Ok then let’s get you some fuel and you tell me what happened. As I started pouring in the 25 gallons of diesel he told me he couldn’t find a station in Durango that would take his fuel card so he headed on his proscribed route though Silverton to Salt Lake city, figuring he could find some fuel. Then when he came down Coalbank Hill, he ran low on air so he pulled over to buildup air, then he ran out of fuel. I told him even this 25 gallons wasn’t enough fuel to get to the next fuel station, your aimed at the meanest 40 miles of road that you ever will see! With this weather we are going to turn you around and go back to Durango, I don’t care what your dispatcher said. I walked around the front of the truck and bled out the fuel lines to the filter, He jumped in the cab and with a little coaxing the 400 horse power roared back to life.

We all three jumped in his cab to warm up. In the drivers seat I looked down in the cup holder at his cell phone, the screen said searching for service. I asked, so you called for help this morning? Yes he said, I talked to my dispatcher when I woke up, but I didn’t have a signal before or since! A shutter went down my neck again. The truck had built up air so I jumped out and gave all the brakes a visual inspection for malfunction and adjustment. I walked up to the cab and told the driver to hold down the brake pedal so I could check for leaks. I walked and poked around but couldn’t find any air leaks to cause him to loose his air last night. I hopped back in the cab and told him everything checked out fine so we would get him turned around and follow him off the mountain and reached for the door handle. My wife { obviously more in tune than I was yet } said you ride with him, I’ll drive our truck. Ok, We might have to go to the top of Molas Pass to turn around with the snow. We all played musical chairs and got rolling, just around the corner, about a mile the driver and me decided we could turn around at a wide spot, but my truck was nowhere to be seen.

As we started down the mountain he shifted up to 5th gear. He had yet to turn on the jake brake, and the engine was starting to tach out. Turn your jake on, I said! But I don’t want to make a snowslide! He said. Your not the first truck to go over this mountain this winter, turn on your jake and I reached over and turned it on for him. He let it on for a few seconds and as my heart started up my throat he reached for the shifter, pulled the range lever up and started for the next gear. I yelled look, I’ve driven trucks a million miles back and forth over these mountains and with this load, trust me, this is the gear you want! He looked at me and started pumping the brakes the way I do if I’m wanting to drain the air to test the air system. I yelled again, What are you doing now? Let your feet off everything and relax, let the Jake brake do it’s job! I think he was mystified by the fact that he could actually descend a mountain so effortlessly.

When we got to the bottom of the hill, and I got my heart back in my chest I said where’s your CB radio? I need to call my wife and see where she is. He smiled at me, reached up on the dash, patted his open bible and said I don’t have one, this is all the communication I need! How could I have missed that! Suddenly this whole scenario made since! We where the hired angels for a change! That’s how he called for help! That’s why me and my wife instead of someone else had to rescue this guy, he would have been turned loose to kill somebody with his mountain driving skills!

On the way up Coal Bank pass I discussed the finer points of driving a truck in the mountains. Along with how I thought that God had pinched off his air line last night so he would stop. The decent of the north face of Coal Bank pass is a walk in the park compared to the road into Silverton. Steep road with hairpin corners towering over 500 foot cliffs, with decades of wrecked vehicles at the bottom! By the time we reached the summit he was a mountain man! He needed no new input from me to navigate that 18 wheeler off that 8% grade.

As we got off the steep part of the road it started to hit home with him to, He knew how in over his head he was last night! As we pulled up to the fuel station and set the brakes we both had tears streaming down our cheeks. He said your not going to send in a report on me so I get fired are you? I need this job! I grabbed him by the shoulder and said, This one’s between you, me and God! You’re ok now. Just remember what I taught you today. He said nobody had ever explained mountain truck driving to him, he just took it for granted.

The fuel station wouldn’t take his fuel card either so we bought him 500 dollars of diesel, Showed him on a map the best route to Salt Lake City and waved Goodbye. Some days are like that!
Being a God chaser is fun, I just need more days like that!

Hello, my name is joseph i am 28 years of age born nov 15 1982 i am married with two butifull children.well just would like to share that its ben about almost 2 monts since i have smoked pot praise god i have ben smoking pot every day since i was 17 years old most of my friends all smoke pot so it was pretty hard two not smoke with them i have ben wanting to stop for a long time and always telling my self  i would quit but just could not because of the people i would hang out with would all ways smoke i know thats no excuse but i just couldnt find my self two stop.its ben something i always wanted to do for god and know i have prayed harder and seperated my self from my so called friends so that i can just stop and now with the help of my lord jesus christ and through prayer its ben almost 2 monts since i have done it with no urge to even do it anymore thank you jesus there has ben times in my life that i have given my last doller just to have a drag. that is not good i never realy new why i always did it because every time i done it i would all feel so bad and convicted buy the sprit i guess i was just to stuburn and not wanting to give god a chance for what he wanted to do with my life now that i am finish with it i know god has bigger and better plans instore for me he loves me so much i was just two blind to see it and now he has open my eyes and opened a new door for me and i feel so much better aboute my self i can do all things through christ who gives me the strenth thank you lord jesus my god alpha and the omega the begining and the end who was who is and who is to come my dear friends who reads this testimony of mine please pray for me that god will give me the strenth and power to never go back to my old ways because i feel so much happyer in the lord if i ever get high again i want to get high in the lord the word of god amen thank you for reading.

I remember feeling the presence of God for the first time when I was just six years old. It was an incredible feeling of love and peace, but I want to save that story for later because it correlates to something that happened to me recently in my life. It’s important for me to mention this now because that moment ties into my entire testimony.

I’ll start by sharing the story of the second time I came across the presence of God. I was about seven years old and was outside playing in the yard with my older brother. My mother was about to pull out of the driveway to run errands and she asked me to grab the mail for her. The mailbox was on the opposite side of the driver’s seat so I would have to grab the mail and then walk across the car and give the mail to my mother through the car window. So I grabbed the mail and began walking across the front of the van (without being able to see the entire left side of the road because the van was gigantic) and then something happened. I couldn’t move! My entire body froze and I couldn’t move a single bone in my body. When it happened I wasn’t scared at all and was very much at peace about what was happening. It only happened for around three seconds, but I remember I was looking at the trees being blown by the wind and thinking, “Wow that is so beautiful”. The moment I could finally move an eighteen wheeler truck came from the side of the road the van was blocking and it drove by relatively fast (30 mph if I had to estimate) right past my mother’s parked van. There is no doubt in my mind that it would have killed me if I was right outside my mother’s driver’s side window. Thank you Jesus! I went into my mother’s van and tried to explain what happened, but it was pretty hard as a seven year old. She knew exactly what happened though and said to me, “Joseph, your guardian angel saved you!”

So it was at a very young age I knew God was real and I would pray every night to thank Him for what He did for me. I also began praying more and more at night when I was trying to fall asleep because I would become extremely paranoid and scared. I would constantly feel a fear surrounding me and when I finally fell asleep I would nightmares that were terrifying. It slowly became worse and sleeping in a bed alone became a living nightmare. When I was in bed alone at night (and this never happened during the day) it was like I became a schizophrenic. I’d rather not talk about all the ways that satan tried to break me down, but more so how if we put our trust in Jesus Christ we have complete authority over the enemy!

The nightmares occurred less frequently as I prayed more and eventually it got to a point where I barely ever had them. It wasn’t until I was around 20 years old I could fall asleep and not worry about what types of dreams I would have. At this time I began to take for granted what the Lord had done for me and I slipped into a life of sin. I had accepted Jesus into my life as my Lord and Savior, but I wasn’t living a Christian lifestyle. I would constantly swear and use the Lords name in vain, fornicate, judge people, which lead to hatred in my heart, and had a love for the pursuit of money. As I became buried in my own sin I noticed it was harder to even open up the Bible and the nightmares began occurring more frequently again.  

It was June of 2010 (I was 23) I started to have nightmares that weren’t like anything that I’ve ever experienced. They were incredibly vivid and I knew they were demonic dreams. Most nights I didn’t fall asleep until the sun came up at around 6:30 AM because I thought the dreams would be less likely to occur. Then they started to get so bad that I didn’t ever want to fall asleep. They were just so real that I could even feel pain and would be tormented in some of these nightmares. I began to sleep during the day and be up at night, but even then they still occurred.

Fast forward to August 2010, I was up for three days straight with no sleep. I was in my bed laying down and I felt swarmed with fear out of nowhere. It’s really hard to explain other than you just know something is around you. So I went downstairs into my living room and sat up on the couch just looking around in a paranoid state of mind. This was the moment where I hit my rock bottom. I started to think to myself, “What is going on with me, I can’t control this, I don’t want to go to a mental hospital because I’ll probably lose my girlfriend (who I’ve been with for six years and is the love of my life), if this keeps happening will I kill myself?” That last thought made me cry uncontrollably and I finally cried out to God. I looked up and said, “Jesus! Jesus! I can’t do this without you! I know this is satan trying to break me down, please help me! I surrender my life to you! I will do whatever you ask of me, just take away this pain, please Jesus!” I slowly stopped crying and felt His peace around me and eventually I fell asleep.

I did have a dream that night, but this time it was from God, I’ll tell the short version. I was in an open field and a stampede of black horses started to run at me. There were thousands of them so I turned and began running in the other direction, but they were in every direction I looked and I was swarmed by them. So I looked in the sky and said, “Jesus help!” Immediately after I said this I started to fly into the sky and I began laughing because I knew He saved me. But then I looked down and I noticed all of these black horses were flying also and were right behind me. When I woke up I was upset because I thought God had heard my prayer that night. I started to pace around the house in prayer asking for help non-stop and was given a word of knowledge from the Holy Spirit. It wasn’t audible, but came from my heart and it said, “Go to the basketball courts.” So I immediately got changed and drove there. After about 30 minutes of shooting around I saw something in the sky. The sky was completely covered by dark black clouds, but there was an opening where the sun was shining through. It was the only opening in the entire sky that I could see and the sun shined through it and the light went from the opening all the way to hitting the ground. It was amazing and I knew God was letting me know that he was always with me. Praise God!

            It wasn’t soon after that I told my girlfriend that I needed to be baptized again. I wanted to fully commit myself to live a Christian lifestyle and do whatever the Lord called me for. We baptized each other in her pool and we both felt the love of our God with us. It was an indescribable feeling of love and peace that I’ll never forget. The nightmares completely stopped after the baptism and I no longer had any depression in my life. I became hungry for God and needed more of him, it was like a drug. I would tell Him all the time that I was his servant for whatever He needed me for. I just love Jesus so much for everything he has done for me and I’m not ashamed to say it!

            Now it’s time to rewind to the very first time I felt the presence of God. I was six years old and my family and I had just come home from church. That day the choir sang a song that was called “Hosanna”. I really liked the song and it was stuck in my head when we came home. My brother and I started playing a game in the yard and I began to sing it, “Sing Hosanna! Sing Hosanna!” I was having so much fun and I felt the love of God around me. It was a feeling I had never felt before at the time and I actually remember thinking (yes I was six and still remember), “I know God is real, because I can feel him right now.”

So fast-forward back to 2010. It was November 17 and I started looking on youtube for Christian music that was being played live at concerts. I came across this one band that I really liked called, Hillsong. I started going through all of their songs and came across the song, “Hosanna”. When I saw the name I remembered the time when I was six, but there was something I needed to check out. For some reason I never really looked up what the word hosanna meant, mainly because I always thought it was another name for Jesus. When I looked it up I saw that it is actually a term that is a cry for salvation, a declaration of praise, or the old interpretation means “Save Now!” Little did I know that day I was singing “Sing Hosanna” I was asking Jesus to save me. Well He sure did that day when I was getting the mail for my mom!

I began to watch the video on youtube named “Hillsong- Hosanna (High Quality)” (for those that want to see it) and it really touched me. First off it’s an incredible song by a talented band. The biggest thing though was the crowd and how they were praising God. There were people in the crowd that were my age and they weren’t ashamed to show their love in public for their Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. They were all so happy and it was obvious that they had a hunger for God like I did. I then began listening to the lyrics and a couple of lines really stood out to me. It was when the lead singer said, “I see a generation, rising up to take their place, with selfless faith, selfless faith. I see a near Revival, stirring as we pray and seek, we’re on our knees, we’re on our knees.” I continued to listen and at around the 4 minute mark I was given another word of knowledge from the Holy Spirit. It was once again very simple and was only two words that were repeated, but the feeling I received was incredible. The spirit said, “My people! My people! My people! My people!” I began to cry and I knew the message had more than one meaning. The first was the people in the crowd were truly the people of Jesus. They didn’t just label themselves Christians, but were also living a Christian lifestyle. The other meaning was He was saying that He needed our help and that we need to be the near revival that the song speaks about! Jesus needs our help! He wants every single soul to make it into his kingdom, but he can’t do it without us and we need to be His mouthpiece.

I just want to encourage everyone to try and spread the Word of God. He is waiting for people to open up the door for Him. I know how hard it is to try and talk to a non-believer about Truth, but we all need to trust Jesus through it. Why fear man when Jesus is always with us! Even if you don’t think they’ll listen, its okay, the Word is still getting out. Let’s start the near revival today!

Mathew 24:14- And this gospel of the kingdom shall be preached in all the world for a witness    unto all nations; and then shall the end come.

God Bless

I am a latino. 40 years of age living in Carlisle PA. I am a testimony of salvation and deliverance from drug and alcohol addiction as well as criminal living. I began using drugs at the age of 11. By the time I was 18-20 I had graduated from the lesser abuses of pot and alcohol and nicotine to the harder drugs of crack and heroin. I initially maintained my habit by selling drugs on the street. But as my addiction progressed I began to “burn” customers on the street and ultimately began to steal to support my lifestyle of drug addiction. The criminal aspect of my addiction led to incarceration in county prison and state prison. Mental health issues arose. All these I defeated by Christ Jesus. Now I combat daily efforts by the people of Carlisle to stop my work for Christ. Jesus will see me thru that as well.

What I’m about to tell you happened very real and was very scary they could have made a movie on me. Non of this is made up, towards the end I will tell you how you can defeat these demons if you suffer from attacks or episodes as I called them so let us begin! 10-25-10 jr.

You, can call me jr, a bit of background first!—phx,az

Im 30 years now, starting at the age of mmmm around 12 I had gotten involved with gangs and my family was involved with the cartel/mafia etc on a jr scale level. I have attempted cold blood murder, never got caught. I had a background of what you wouldn’t want your son or daughter to be my friend. I have done evil things according to my mind, I had plotted my parent’s death somewhat like Amityville so to speak, I used to be beat by my parents as a kid to the point of bruises of the extreme. Most of which I deserved due to my way of life. I know I did harm and I have harmed many out there as well. I grew up in catholic family went to church just for holidays and then stopped when I was a kid mm maybe around 10 or so. —quick bio—ok so no you know a tad about who!!! I was key word who! I was. My fruit is not so this day.

So we take place in 1998, I was 18yrs old hustling/got out of gangbanging and went into thugging! Which in a essence is I became my own boss. Anyhow I had over dosed one day on crystal meth about 11-12grams of it for my 2^nd time doing it. Technically I should have been dead in that bedroom that night to sum it up my body was shutting off I was dying! My hands crimp inward no function loosing my breath and heart rapidly beating I was dying! On my last breath I know it was! I said God if you there help pls I will stop smoking weed! Ha, crazy proposition aint it but it was real.i told him if you real help me in jesus name. now as a catholic I never was taught to end a prayer in Jesus name (interesting). And here I am today did I change yeah for a short time I did but I did me again. I should have been dead from shoot outs etc bad deals you know that thug life.

So shortly after this it began. I went to a church and a Christian pastor told me satan is coming for you, get prepared, for the fact I should have been dead but you live. Now as a kid I sometimes would get up to go to the bathroom late at night and I would hear footsteps in the hall. Look and nothing there parents snoring sis sleeping on numerous times as child growing up. So here we already see that something was in my house already prior to a preacher tell me to be aware. Soon after that it truly begins. What I now call episodes they start as, my understanding as manifestations of spirits. This was a tad more of a spirit anything unseen is a spirit anyhow. I went to my room turned the lights off and flipped to one side then to my back facing up and blow, a force came on top of me paralyzed my body I couldn’t move talk and it closed my eyes! Then I heard a growl about 2-5 inches away from my face just loud enough for me to know it was there. I was awake not asleep not on drugged up or drinking I was chilling this day so in my mind like 2×2=4 I said I know who you are I rebuke you in Jesus name/ this is what the preacher told me when dealing with satan and his angels. When it disappeared I looked around the room and was like ok did this just happen I wasn’t scared but this was just the beginning.

Lets jump now since nothing unusual happened to for some time. I would wake up next day with the crucifix thrown to the floor rosary etc u know the classical exorcist start blah blah. Nothing bugged me out that bad. But my lifestyle consisted of fornication,lies,deceit,envy, anger,hate, u know the ungodly things of not what to do!

Put it this way, a gateway for any demon to come and have a party with me–I was depressed, gaining the world and loosing my soul, had beautiful woman money and was young.  Lets forward to the year of 2004 this is the year it went down hill and the worst of the worst began for me.

I also felt like something was watching me. Pretty much some of my cousins have had “so called ghost stories” popping up in front of them. I had moved in with my folks to there new house a abit in a different part of the valley about 50miles away in phx to far east mesa. To get out of the area I was in looking for change, I would wake up with my body flipped reversed belly to bed faced down with pillows on time of my head with pressure to them, man this happened a bit of times I again was paralyzed and couldn’t move I knew something was trying to kill me. I almost died on one episode I was being suffocated like a murder was taking place. Then it would disappear and I would be able to move. Another occasion I woke up to feeling in my room darkness so thick you can feel it, now my folks were awake around 530am my moms getting ready for work kitchen light was on my door was shut getting coffee like the normally do. I felt this darkness come in my room my eyes open then I couldn’t move again! Couldn’t talk tried to speak I couldn’t then it happened I was being wrestled on my bed something was grabbing me and I couldn’t move tossing me left in right but keeping me in place. I was fully awake I was started screaming loud and yet my folk’s couldn’t hear me at all this demon had power to cancel my noise I was making so it could torment me. I am 6’2 about 260 roughly built and chunky same time lol, yep I was stocky but had some fat I used to body build and was swole for a while stopped working out you know that muscle fat type yep. So I was a big dude look, you can’t hit what you cant see or kill what is no visible. After that happened I ran out of that room and started yelling at my folks like why didn’t you come to my room I was screaming I had another episode and yelling at them they said they heard nothing. Now I was 24 at that time they knew already about my past stories I would tell them I stopped telling them because they didn’t believe me anyhow thought I was loosing my mind. During the next 3-4 years I went through the scariest times but same time I starting dealing with it but still scared when they happened. I have many of them but im only telling you the ones that were like level 12+ to me in my books versus level 1-6 type ya  dig! Good.. so now another time I was fornicating with this girl I was dating and we went to sleep at her parents house I was still awake and she fell asleep. I was laying on my left side and right side up to the air! Ok got the visual right, good. So I heard fighting going on thinking ight so her parent don’t like me anyhow her pops was racist. She was white and I was Latino.  I didn’t open my eyes I was like I don’t like you either type of thing I just want your daughter not them out of no where I heard in that ear loud very loud I mean loud “GET OUT” YO, I got up so quick like a sound of a gunshot out of no where catching you off guard. I look  around and nobody was awake I woke Karen up and told her Im outa here your house is haunted I don’t need this junk no more im tired of being haunted everywhere I go. Ex-gangbanger thug/ nothing could scare me, but this did. I never went back to her house again we got married and a few months later and she would tell me she would hear noises at night in our apt. I was like you trippin. Then one night I heard it for myself I heard the door in our room open and shut so gently. Like it was playing with us. I went right back to sleep I was like you don’t bother me take in mind it’s been a while now since I had a full blown manifestation moving my body against my will just little ghostly things so to speak but they were all connected anyhow.

We split up shortly after that I went to move back to my folks place to get my mind right. Sure enough things started happening again no matter were I was they just started to intensify. Again I was laying down in day light chilling and I seen this thing look at me through the crack of the door slightly open stupid me I said “come in I want to see you” it did it appeared through the crack I kid you not like a hood was on him white and it’s eye were cut and looked dead underneath then it came in my room, nobody was home but me of course! Why not right! keep me insane I guess. It was about mm 5 foot 5 fat, looked like a butcher but beyond wicked and very dead looking and as he walked in my room shifted to look like a heat wave red-orange time stood still so it seems I again couldn’t move or talk etc, it sat on my bed and looked right at me I was so scared I tried saying Jesus name but it would let me !!!!! mmm (very interesting). I wasn’t even a believer like I am today. I heard of Jesus called on Jesus but never knew him as my savior and Lord of my life !! big difference! Ill explain later. I was staying up late at night blazing my head off with weed, drinking and always found something to keep me busy everyone thought I was crazy except those who shared similar to my story for some reason mine were the craziest out of all of there’s full blown manifestation against my own body like a movie to me. man another episode next year I was dating this other female fornicating again! Mm.

And was staying at her place and working having a great job for labcorp in phx Arizona.

I remember telling her I used to have things happen to me etc she shared a story to me one time also about a dark figure shoot I wish it was just a dark figured in stead I got exorcist style for years man…. I literally felt condemned by God cursed for some reason. She was asleep this was in 05-06’ year. She was on the left of me in her town home in Scottsdale az. I was facing up she was passed out. Of course why not right! I was awake I heard a very disturbing voice that haunted me after this episode this was one of my craziest one right here. Coming up the stairs I heard the most evilest giggle in my life that scared the heck out of me I knew it was coming up the stairs within a few seconds take in mind it was on the bottom coming up, my name was called ‘’’ROBERRRRRRRRRRRTTTT’’’ AHH man I knew in a split second this was it I am going to die and go to hell for all the evil things I did. Blam it grabbed me and wrestling me on that bad. Sheeeeeeeeeee was sound asleep. This ranking demon made sure she was asleep and couldn’t feel nothing. 2 different voices may I add to this I heard.  Man I felt like crying but so afraid I couldn’t I  couldn’t scream or nothing. Again wasn’t able to move only by the power of the demon that allowed me to by its aggression to me. After it was done about 40 sec or so I woke her up and asked her calmly did you feel anything she said ‘’no why?’’  I was like I just had a attack I almost died she thought I was crazy man I left that place got my stuff and drove to my folks spot crying asking God why why why! Why me I was loosing my mind. Soon I would see visions of me killing myself at workout through my own eyes  and told my manager I need help. Explained but they didn’t believe. I would go to parties and stay late as I could so I wouldn’t have to go home but they followed me they! More than one that were assigned to me. I had passed this mental hospital on my way home one day on the brink of pure insanity. And I asked can I register myself in I so I did. I spoke to the shrink there they didn’t believe me of course  science..ha! but I knew !! oh I did! On day in that hospital I taking a shower in this psych ward nice may I add to but still Erie! My roommate was asleep I was awake hoping not to sleep they put me on every pill transiquill,seraquill ambien etc.. I refused I felt like they just opened the gate more so. That night I felt a mist enter my room and yes another episode again took place fierce yes not as fierce as the last episode. I told no body the next day. I played ok and got out 2weeks later.

I had moved to sa, texas in 09 feb. I was involved in a business that I will leave out  no it wasn’t drugs all though I didn’t stop smoke weed or drinking another business. I again didn’t want to be alone like many years already. I remember march 16,2009 I was getting ready to do this business and I felt so afraid not anxiety I don’t believe in that just a form of demonic attack is all. Different demons with different tasks is all oh yeah hell has a structure and order also. I  had called a pastor I met a few years back during the time when I was with Karen because I was in search of hope in church but didn’t find it.

The pastor answered the phone I started crying to him telling him I know my time is short I know im fitting to die soon they are coming for me. He said Robert, this is what the Lord is telling me to tell you” get out of what your doing leave pack your bags and trust him” I don’t him you want me to leave what I have accomplished in this life literally right now he said ” Thus saith the Lord this is your last chance leave” so I did I was living with my manager in sa,tx I then was dropped of at john haggee church in sa,tx thinking I could use my background to get at him since he has delt with the demonic and could guide me. Well I was told to leave he wont be back another week.

I was kicked of the premises. My manager gave me a bible before he dropped me off and was determined to stay and wait I had to wait outside of the church area so I walked like 3 blocks and was night time now and said God if you are real I did what you asked I left it ok, now do something 2nite because if you don’t I will go rob somebody go back to my manager and call it a day and just say I was tripping out my fault lets get back to it.

Sure enough about 1 hour later I seen this cat at this elderly home nurse/male, I yelled at him hey ”u got a cigarette” he gave me one I started crying to him I said im in search of. He said you cant stay here but ill give you one night only 2morrow you have to go. I said ok. I opened up the bible and starting reading so tired of this torment I closed the bible and started shaking it was cold out side I had 2 bags 1 militant bag with close another with my other stuff. I was tearing up. I did not know what to do no more I gave up on me.

He came back and said get your stuff was like 10pm or so march 16,2009 and he said im taking you to a ministry called Victory Gospel Chapel in sa.  I was dropped off and folk outside this cat came up to me and said hi, and then said “are you ready to accept Jesus Christ as you Lord and Savior’’ not knowing what that ment I said yes, I knew I was done with my life already I needed change these demons know my name! I had a chance to speak with my Bishop Donny banks I told him Im not normal. See they have a Spiritual Growth center/free, there behind the community church for anyone who is tired of being tired to come in and they will take care of you and cloth you feed you and guide you to the Lord of Glory The Christ. Rich poor don’t matter your welcome all about the Gospel there, death burial and resurrection of our Lord and savior Jesus the Christ. Which I knew not of in the past.  My Bishop told me don’t worry son sit down you need Jesus, we have had folk risen right in front of our eyes 4 feet off the ground with witnesses folk fully possessed of demons and casting them out and now there evangelist, pastors leader in the Kingdom of heaven. God sent you to the right place. LUKE 10:18-19 “BEHOLD I GIVE YOU POWER TO TREND ON SERPANTS AND SCORPIONS AND POWER OVER ALL THE ENEMIES POWER AND NOTHING BY ANY MEANS SHALL HURT YOU.”  ROMANS 10:13 “FOR WHOSOVER SHALL CALL UPON THE NAME OF THE LORD SHALL BE SAVED.”

Since my conversion I have had a few other demonic attacks my understanding they wanted to test me oh so now you say Glory to God, hallelujah praise The Lord. When they happened I rebuked them by the power that has been given to me by the blood of Christ the Holy Spirit and they left in a heart beat afraid of the name of Jesus, there is something about that name of Jesus! I’ve been set free and made whole and walking a holy ghost filled life no longer oppressed by demonic forces of the unseen now I am more than a conquer in Christ Jesus. Demons are were once brothers to us as humans warring for us for the Glory of God, but Lucifer, satan that old serpent.

Revelations 12:7

Satan Thrown Out of Heaven

   7 And war broke out in heaven: Michael and his angels fought with the dragon; and the dragon and his angels fought, 8 but they did not prevail, nor was a place found for them[a] in heaven any longer. 9 So the great dragon was cast out, that serpent of old, called the Devil and Satan, who deceives the whole world; he was cast to the earth, and his angels were cast out with him.

10 Then I heard a loud voice saying in heaven, “Now salvation, and strength, and the kingdom of our God, and the power of His Christ have come, for the accuser of our brethren, who accused them before our God day and night, has been cast down. 11 And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony, and they did not love their lives to the death. 12 Therefore rejoice, O heavens, and you who dwell in them! Woe to the inhabitants of the earth and the sea! For the devil has come down to you, having great wrath, because he knows that he has a short time.”

If you have experienced what I had and then some I urge you to examines yourself the Holy bible the Word of God states ‘’

Ephesians 6:10

The Armor of God

 10Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power. 11Put on the full armor of God so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes. 12For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. 13Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. 14Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, 15and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. 16In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. 17Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God. 18And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the saints

Last but not least repent of all your sins turn away from them choose this day of whom you will serve. This is no joke there is a hell and a heaven I want to go to heaven!

If you would like to have power over these fallen angels which hate your guts want you to burn in hell with them for the fact you were made for a purpose, Gods creation.

Say this prayer, seek a non denominational church/The word of God is preached not man’s op, filled with the Holy Ghost that doesn’t play with sin. Today I stomp on satans head he has no power over me demons flee now when I enter a room I rejoice my name is written in the book of life. For the King of Glory.. Jesus loves you very much. We were made to prosper to have dominion over the enemy satan is a liar all his demons are chumps I have power of them for I walk with the Lord of Glory Jesus has redeemed me from my sins! Thank you Jesus. I have joy in my sole unexplained I know who I am and whose I am. I am a child of the most High of royal priest hood his name is the Christ, King of kings. Lord of lords. My daddy God!

Repentence prayer:

Repeat after me

Say father, in the name of Jesus Christ, forgive me of all my sins, the ones I know and the ones I don’t know, I ask you to come into my life, to change my life come into my heart to change my heart. Lord Jesus I invite you in to be my daddy GOD RULER of my life and soul, have your way in me Lord. I accept you as my Lord and personal savior. Show up in my life as you have done with the man who testified above. Lord whatever you do don’t let me or my family miss the Kingdom of heaven in Jesus majestic Mighty name amen! And amen!

If you have just said that prayer and truly believe in your heart and sole, turn away from your sins, the devil can’t take a strong mans house but a house that’s un guarded he will take.

Depression, anxiety, murder, lust, fornication, drunkenness, sexual immorality is not welcome in the Kingdom of Heaven.

This is a spiritual warfare, and the weapons are not carnal but mighty in pulling down strongholds!!! Believe me this was not fake nor some chump ghost story, ghost are demons in disguise we call them as they are.  The war is on for your soul!

Email me if you want Jesus loves you oh so much. But if we choose!!!!!! To continue in sin wages is death, and demons have liberty to play with you! The word of God is real! So real that it changed me! I was the worst of the worst if he can do it for me he can do it for you in Christ name!!!

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Come and see what the Lord of glory is doing in our lives!! You are not alone in this! GOD SENT HIS SON TO DIE FOR THEM DARK THINGS YOU DID AND LIGHT ONES!!

Revelation 12:11
And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of their testimony; and they loved not their lives unto the death.

I am praising God, that I was taught via the Holy Spirit, (as my first teacher) Even prior to attending church. I first came to know the Lord, via watching & praying the sinners prayer with Pat Robertson of the 700 club. Later learning more of the Word of God, via various  tel-evangelists on television, Dr. Morris Cerullo, Kenneth & Gloria Copeland, Benny Hinn, etc…( therefore, studying the Word of God, as per 2 Timothy 2:15).

As a result, I’d heard God audibly call my name, causing me to seek more & more of Him..In depth…Crying out, that I didn’t want to just “sit on the pews”, I wanted to know how to do exploits for Him, with a full demonstration of His power, as He’d see fit, to give me the grace to do such, like I saw demonstrated in my early years of salvation.

Over the years, I’d eventually began attending church. I saw that many were just “tickling the ears” of those who attended. I wasn’t seeing much fruit & would eventually, ask God’s direction, as to whether to stay or leave, for I knew there was much, much more to God than what I’d witness, for I’d already seen more & wanted more.

As a result, I became disheartened, began to “fall away”, start feeling like, perhaps it was me, who was “missing the mark”, since I couldn’t “conform” to “religious stuff” or “spiritualism”, (which appears to some, as being of God, because it’s all they’ve ever known)… I knew that so much more, should be taught to the congregations of people, who were seeking God. Read the rest of this testimony »