How To Get Rid Of (Land) Demons And Keep Them Out

It was Passover eve. yesterday.

It was time once again, for our family to cleanse our lands
And claim them for Jesus Christ and His kingdom.

We now do this every year,
And even more frequently if it is needed.

The first time we did this, it was NOT on Passover.
So please do not think that this will only work
If it is done on this day. You can cleanse your land (Or apartment complex, or wherever you live and work,) at any time it is warranted.

We do it on Passover, to reaffirm who really owns this land that we live on, and under whose rule it rests upon, because it is an easy day for us to remember, and the symbolism of Passover still applies to our land today.

Why do we cleanse the land?
TO GET RID OF DEMONS AND TO KEEP THEM OUT!
This is not some dead religious ritual that we do.
THIS IS A MATTER OF LIFE AND DEATH
FOR ALL WHO LIVE ON THIS LAND TODAY.

Little did we know when we moved here,
That the land was cursed.

But we soon found out that it was.

Appliances broke down, some almost severely injuring our family when they failed, strange toxic odors that no matter what we did would not go away, illnesses that refused to go away or lessen despite all kinds of treatment, oddities going wrong with the house which needed lots of money to fix them, objects flying off the counters or walls, (usually at night or on witches sabbats,) ghosts appearing and then disappearing, disembodied voices cursing and threatening us, and massive deaths of our chickens, with no apparent sicknesses. (It got so bad with the chickens, that the local feed store refused to sell any more baby chicks to us, for they knew that any chickens we’d bring home, would die within just a few hours, again for no apparent reason.)

But we knew that all the chaos was coming from the demons, for they were seen being so thick and heavy, that when one was cast out, several more took its place. They would taunt us, and tell us that it didn’t matter if we cast them out in Jesus name; they would still return to kill again. Sleep became elusive for those among us who could see such things, and we all began to struggle to simply live here.

We asked for help from  the local pastors, but no one knew how to deal with such happenings. I went to search on the internet for help, but found very little. Not enough to really use to set us free. It actually took a combination of several books on deliverance, to give us a clue on what we were supposed to do to be set free from these afflictions.

Little did we know, it wasn’t simply the sins of the far past that was still haunting our land, it was also a group of Satanists who were illegally growing their cannabis drug (a special strain that they use just for their satanic initiation rites) on our land. (Part of our land is thick bushy undergrowth on the side of a rough valley, and it is hard to reach each little area.) We discovered their presence when they left a huge boulder on our land, (they deposited it fifteen minutes after midnight, on one of their sabbat Fridays,) marked with an open pentagram. Apparently they were leaving their signs for others to find, which marked the land as theirs. We smashed the rock, and took the pieces to the dump. We removed the other markings they had left as well. The police had already been keeping watch on the area, and one day they must have gotten too close to their stuff, for they soon left and have not been back since.

The first time we cleansed our land, we used only the blessed olive oil. But this was not enough, for the hauntings and problems continued, although now they were somewhat less. (Not as many demons replaced the ones we would cast out in Jesus name.) Evidently, the forgiveness of sins was also needed, not just the addition of the Holy Spirit, so, we tried it again, but this time we used both blessed olive oil AND kosher grape juice. (New wine.)

Praise to Jesus Christ of Nazareth; it worked!

The chicken deaths stopped, the mystery illness my son had suffered from for months cleared up, other illnesses cleared up, the toxic smells went away, and things stopped breaking down. The ghost sightings were almost gone, only one remained. This one we would see in the window of our kitchen. It too left, when we got rid of an old antique medicinal spirits bottle that we found on the property, and had placed on our kitchen window sill. Now when we cast out a demon in the name of Jesus, no new demon comes forth to take its place, and we have seen that demons can not go on to our property! It is like a fence that keeps them out.

Please note, that THE SIN THAT HAD TAKEN PLACE ON THIS LAND, AFFECTED THOSE WHO HAD NOT DONE THE SIN THEMSELVES. It showed to us, just how insidious and horrible and serious sin really is. It creates doorways for the demons to come in and attack. Like the scripture says: “My people are destroyed for lack of knowledge” – Hosea 4:6. We discovered that this effect can also apply to  houses and livestock!

So, I am here to testify, to those who may still be in bondage to such evil, that YOU CAN BE SET FREE!

Below, is a copy of what we do and say every year (and as needed,) to help keep up the hedges of protection around our property…

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CLEANING THE LAND / spiritual warfare

(This cleansing works also for those who rent an area. If you are legally there, then you have the right to do this.)

(If This is the first time doing this, keep all animals inside their areas, and do not have your very young children there with you. Demons have been known to flee elsewhere during this process, and you do not want them to flee into THEM!)

(If you can, it is helpful to have someone not doing this, to be praying for you and the land, WHILE you are cleaning the land. It is also a good idea to do this with someone else, – especially if they live on the land with you – in case you encounter any problems.)

Go to where your property begins, and say out loud:

“Jesus Christ is the Lord! In His holy name, I bind up any demonic forces from manifesting on our property, especially during this cleansing of the land.

Jesus, we, as Your children, heirs to the promise that was made to Abraham’s seed, ask that You remove any defilement from our land and house, and remove ALL legal footholds that satan uses to attack us.

We especially ask that You forgive the sins that have defiled this land by anyone at any time, especially the sins of satanism, witchcraft, idolatry, bloodshed, immorality, and covenant breaking.

Hebrews 9:22 states that:
According to the law almost all things are purified with blood, and without the shedding of blood there is no remission of sin.

So we plead the blood of Jesus Christ, that He shed for us at the cross on Calvary, so that all sins may be forgiven, over our land and property. We anoint the boundaries of this land, with new wine (kosher grape juice) and blessed olive oil, as a symbol of His shed blood, and the welcome indwelling and protection of His Holy Spirit.”

(Walk the property, and place a drop of oil and new wine on the corners of the property lines. Place a drop or so of both every few feet.)

(If you come to places that have unclear or un-walkable lines, use a paper drawing of the property, and apply the oil and new wine to the corners of the drawing. Then apply some oil and wine to some plastic BB pellets, and shoot them in the direction of the property line, asking the Holy Spirit to bring the oil and the wine to where it needs to be. Use a squirt gun to spread it farther out if you do not want to use plastic bb’s. We used what we had on hand.)

When you have completely encircled your property with the new wine and olive oil, state:

“We claim the holy scriptures of Joshua 14:19:
Surely the land whereon thy feet have trodden shall be your inheritance, and thy children’s forever, because you have wholly followed the Lord your God.

Deuteronomy 18:9-12 says:
When you have come into the land which the LORD thy God gives you, you shall not learn to do after the abominations of those nations. There shall not be found among you any one that makes his son or daughter to pass through the fire, or that uses divination, or an observer of times, or an enchanter, or a witch, or a charmer, or a consulter with familiar spirits, or a wizard, or a necromancer. For all that do these things are an abomination unto the LORD: and because of these abominations the LORD thy God drove them out from before you.

– We put our trust in You Oh Lord; do not let them take it back!

Deuteronomy 21:1-9 says:
If one be found slain in the land which the LORD thy God giveth thee to possess it, lying in the field, and it be not known who hath slain him: then thy elders and thy judges shall come forth, and they shall measure unto the cities which are round about him that is slain:
And it shall be, that the city which is next unto the slain man, even the elders of that city shall take an heifer, which hath not been wrought with, and which hath not drawn in the yoke; and the elders of that city shall bring down the heifer unto a rough valley, which is neither eared nor sown, and shall strike off the heifer’s neck there in the valley: and the priests the sons of Levi shall come near; for them the LORD thy God hath chosen to minister unto him, and to bless in the name of the LORD; and by their word shall every controversy and every stroke be tried: and all the elders of that city, that are next unto the slain man, shall wash their hands over the heifer that is beheaded in the valley: and they shall answer and say, Our hands have not shed this blood, neither have our eyes seen it. Be merciful, O LORD, unto thy people Israel, whom thou hast redeemed, and lay not innocent blood unto thy people of Israel’s charge. And the blood shall be forgiven them. So shalt thou put away the guilt of innocent blood from among you, when thou shalt do that which is right in the sight of the LORD.

Psalm 91 says:
We that dwell in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. We say of the LORD, He is our refuge and our fortress: our God; in him will we trust. Surely he shall deliver us from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence. He shall cover us with His feathers, and under His wings shall we trust: His truth shall be our shield and buckler. We will not be afraid for the terror by night; nor for the arrow that flies by day; Nor for the pestilence that walks in darkness; nor for the destruction that wastes at noonday. A thousand shall fall at our side, and ten thousand at our right hand; but it shall not come near us. Only with our eyes shall we behold and see the reward of the wicked. Because we have made the LORD, which is our refuge, even the most High, our habitation; No evil will befall us, neither shall any plague come near our dwelling. For He shall give His angels charge over us, to keep us in all our ways. They shall bear us up in their hands, lest we dash our foot against a stone. We shall tread upon the lion and poisonous snake: the young lion and the dragon shall we trample under feet! For The Lord says: Because you have set your love upon Me, therefore will I deliver you: I will set you on high, because you have known My Name. You shall call upon Me, and I will answer you: I will be with you in trouble; I will deliver you, and honor you. With long life will I satisfy you, and show you my salvation.

In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, We resist and forbid the trespassing of any witch or Satanist upon our land. We bind up, loosen, and cast out the demons sent here to destroy what our Lord Jesus Christ has given us, and we return them unopened to their sender tenfold, and bind it to them with the shed blood of our Lord Jesus Christ. We ask You Jesus, to send Your angels down from heaven to encamp around our property and protect the land and all that resides within it from satan’s attacks, especially during the witches sabbats and holy days, and according to the witches/Satanists ritual calendar and numeric charts. We ask that You put a hedge of protection around our property. We invite the Holy Spirit into our land, and dedicate the land and everything on, in, and around it, to be set aside and used for His service and glory. We claim that our property will no longer be a haven for satan’s dark forces, it will instead, be a beacon of light, safety, prosperity, health, and peace for my family and those around us. We declare this and claim this, in the Name of the Lord Jesus Christ of Nazareth.

And all of God’s people said:

AMEN!”

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Keep Going, Till The Last One Is Saved!

I have been praying and asking the Lord,
To give me more dreams of the future,
Ones where His children,
and those who would one day become His, would be saved.
Dreams where they would be provided for,
despite great hunger and famine.

Then two nights ago, He gave me one.

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This time, I am with a young black man.

(No one ever pays any attention to me,
so I sense that I am a spirit simply sent there, to observe.)

This young black man, his name is Willie.
No one really knows where he came from,
Or how old he really is,
He just always looks the same some how.

He is average looking,
With a welcoming face.

His clothes are old and well wrinkled,
Torn in places, but he hides that the best he can.

He lives out on the streets,
Among the homeless of the land.
And among the homeless, he is known to have the least.

He usually lives by one of the shopping malls that is still somewhat full of merchants.
I watch him, as he weaves in and out of the people and the stuff for sale out on the sidewalks,
avoiding the patrolling cop car with long practiced ease.

Finally, he turns into a store, that was selling clothing,
(they were having a big sale there that weekend,)
And he quickly picks out a man’s shirt,
(it reminded me of some kind of seersucker material,
but it was an all beige color,)
and then went to the locked cabinet up front, to see about finding a nice men’s necklace.

The one’s there for sale, were made of a composite metal, with a brushing of pure copper over it.
(Gold and silver jewelry had not been sold in the area for some time.
All anyone in the area could afford, was the cheep shiny copper colored jewelry sent to America from overseas.)

He was looking for one that was the richest looking,
And he stood there for several moments, trying to pick one out.
They were made of multiple metal chains, and the chains all came together in the middle,
anchored to each side with a good-sized eagle, its beak holding together the bunch of chains.

The shop clerk then came over to him, and opened up the case, and pulled out one near the one he had been looking at.
He was about to tell her that she had the wrong one, when he realized that the price of this one was actually cheaper,
yet the item looked the most expensive. So he nodded to her that that was the one he wanted.
The price was twenty dollars, on sale. So she handed it over to him, and then walked off.

Willie then stood in line, waiting to pay for his purchases,
but as he got nearer to the counter, he suddenly realized that he had nothing with him to pay for it with.

I knew that the shame of being in line and waiting to purchase something with no money burdened his heart.

So when he got to the counter, he asked the clerk there if he could please somehow place it on hold until tomorrow,
and pick it up then. (The shop was now closing for the day.)
This was unheard of; the shop keepers would not hold anything for anyone anymore,
but the clerk just gave a big sigh, and said ‘O.k. Willie, I’ll trash it for you.”
Then she wadded it up into a little ball, and stuffed it up under the counter into a corner,
and then motioned for the next person to be helped.

Willie then left the store,
Promising himself and the store clerk that he would return on the morrow with the cash,
(I sensed he figured he would get this out in the country, maybe perhaps from his old home,)
and began in earnest to search among the buildings,
Gathering up with him, all those who were willing and ready to now get onto the bus with him.

Willie longingly looked up at the corner of the entrance, to where a Mc Donald’s restaurant stood,
its warmth and lights reaching out to all in the area,
reminding anyone there of the hot and tasty food being sold within it.
But for Willie, its prices were still way too far out of his ball park to afford.

He continued to gather up the others, and I then began to realize that all these kids knew Willie very well,
and thought of him as their good friend.

Some stayed there in the city, but others were finally ready to leave it,
and they got onto the bus with Willie, that would take them out into the country,
where there was more hope for a better future. Thankfully, the bus driver allowed the homeless to ride for free,
so this cost was still affordable for them.

It was a long ride, and during this time,
I heard the whispers of others on the bus relay their stories of how Willie had helped them out.
Sometimes he would scrounge around in the dumpsters of Mc Donalds, looking for a few French fries left over in a bag,
and instead of eagerly eating them for himself, he would just take one or two to keep him going,
and then hand off the rest to them. He taught them how to avoid the cops, where the safest and warmest place was to sleep,
and who was safe and who was dangerous. One time, I was told he even went to jail for another,
knowing he would get the lesser sentence. (And knowing this would have been the death of the other man.)
No matter what your race or creed, Willie was always there to give you that helping hand.
He even helped them unite with each other to protect each other when he wasn’t there.
It seemed as if there wasn’t anything that their old Willy wouldn’t do for them.

I realized then, that not one of them would have been on that bus, had they not known Willie.

These kids were now leaving the inner city for good,
And were going to roam about the countryside and beyond,
in the hopes of finding something they could do and eat.
Most of the owners of the houses that were strewn about,
were willing to lend a helping hand if they could.
The kids were very willing to work to earn their food,
and were even eager to learn a new trade, or help out somehow,
and at least out in the countryside, there were still green places that existed.
At the worst, they figured they could pick the grass and eat it.
They weren’t all convinced that life in the country would be better,
but they figured it couldn’t be worse than what their life had been in the city,
so they followed Willie out of there, for Willie had never led them wrong before.
They knew that Willie cared for them. They trusted Willie. They loved him as one of their own.

After they had exited the bus and met up with some of the volunteers that would help them to transition to their new life,
the kids looked around for Willie, but could not find him. They cried out for him, but there was no answer.

I seen him though, hiding out at the back of the bus,
As it began its trip back to the inner city.
He kept himself well hid from their searching eyes, till they were well out of view.

The bus driver just gave Willy a conspiratorial smile. He was also well acquainted with poor Willie.

As he returned to the city, my heart ached for Willie.

For some reason, he was compelled to keep returning there; he had no peace at all within him, unless he was back there.

Why could he not have stayed with them?
I sensed that he even had a family there somewhere in the country.
I sensed this is where he went, to beg for the money to go back and make that clothing purchase.
I knew now that the purchase was not for him. I sensed it was to go to someone who really needed it, to help them get a job.
(Willie figured that the new shirt and jewelry could help disguise the man’s ‘slightly’ worn pants and shoes.)
So, if he felt he could ask them for such money, why did he feel like he couldn’t go and live there with them?

My heart just ached to see him return to such an awful place.

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I woke up from the dream then,
And told my God that I didn’t think the dream was from Him.

“This message is just too hard to take, Lord!
And besides,” I added on to my reasoning, “Your name wasn’t even mentioned ONCE through out that whole dream!”
(This has long been a mark in my dreams, that lets me know when they are from Him.
If Jesus is being praised or prayed to in the dream, then the dream must not be from satan,
for satan can not stand to hear Jesus being praised!)

But that voice from within was still insisting.

“O.k. Lord, so tell me. How could that dream possibly be from You?! Where is the positive message within it?”

There was a pause that I thought would remain, but then He answered me.
“Even when Willie was broke, he still had much to offer Me.”

Well, o.k., I understood the message now, but it still felt too depressing for me to take.
“Lord,” I said, still shaking my head in disbelief, “I need to see something more positive than that.
I need to hear Your Name in the dream to believe that it is from You!”

“Very well then,” He told me. “Go back to sleep.”

So I did.

Only rarely did the Lord ever wake me from a dream,
and then have me pick up right where I had left off when going back to sleep.
But I sensed that this is what He was going to do.

And sure enough He did.

But this time, the dream had advanced quite a bit in the time line.

I was still looking at the same inner city, but now the landscape had subtly changed.

There were hardly any cars in the parking lot. No goods were sitting out on the sidewalks anymore.
No shoppers could be seen anywhere.

The stores were desolate. A few had even been broken into,
And their remaining pieces of merchandise now lay on the ground, broken and unusable.

I could hear the sound of faint voices coming from within one of these stores, so I went in to investigate.

There, I found old Willie, still sitting there looking ageless, trying to befriend the girl next to him.
On the other side of them, sat an older black woman, listening in to their conversation.

I could sense, that the conversation was one that had been well used,
but for some reason, was no longer working.

The girl that Willie was trying to help, was named Brianna,
after the famous singer from the year 2013. Like the singer,
the girl had once been very beautiful, but now as she turned her face to look at William,
I could see that several of her front teeth were rotted black, and some of them were even missing,
having been knocked out by a fist a few years earlier.
Both her eyes were sunken in and looked like they were still black and blue from physical abuse.

I then seen her keeper, a bouncer type, sitting farther off in the corner.
He was not poor at all. He wore jewelry around his neck and fingers,
and he was covered in fine clothes that looked to be new and well kept.
He sat there listening in also, and as he did, he had two pairs of large sized green dice,
that he kept throwing up into the air and catching again with his beefy strong hands.
Each time they landed, he would open up his hands to read the dice.

Willie kept trying to tell the girl, that she must leave with him on the bus tonight, but she wouldn’t say anything.

Brianna brought her body up to one of the huge deep fryers that was still there, and then rolled herself in the oil.
Her body was so small and frail that this was easy to do.

The woman sitting there listening in, finally spoke up at her actions.
“Brianna dear, please don’t do that honey! They are turning on the fryer right now!
You must get out or you will be burned!”

But she still sat there in the huge fryer, with her legs tucked in underneath her.

The bouncer watched, but said nothing.

Brianna then spoke up. “This is the only way I can FEEL anything! If I’m not hurting, then I don’t feel right…”

At this, the older lady began to cry. “Oh Brianna child! Don’t be doing this to yourself!
There has got to be another way!”

But Brianna remained unmoving in the fryer.

Then the voice of the older woman began to rise in volume.

She was weeping and crying out to her God.

“Oh Lordy Lordy Jesus! Can’t You just PLEASE take this child home now?
Why must You keep her living on this earth? Hasn’t she suffered enough?
Please Jesus! Have mercy on her! Take her life now! Bring her home to be with You!
Please, Please, Please Jesus! Hear me! Answer me! PLEASE!”

I looked over to William and seen that even his eyes were wet with tears.

The oil had been steadily heating up, and the smell of raw cooking flesh wafted up from the fryer.
Brianna was beginning to moan and scream from the pain.

Finally Willie and the woman could not stand it any longer,
and reached over and pulled Brianna out of the huge fryer,
and laid her very gently upon the ground.

The bouncer had gotten up from the corner immediately
when he had seen them grab a hold of Brianna and lift her out of the oil,
and Willie and the woman wondered if they would now be killed for interfering.

But the roll of the dice was with them.

The bouncer swung the dice in his hands up again, and tried to read them when they landed.

But the bouncer found he could not read them any longer, for they had just broken in his hands and were beyond repair.

He gave a slight shrug,threw the dice away, and then walked off.

Willie and the older woman took this as a sign,
And went to pick up the still crying Brianna.

She gave them no resistance,
(which they also took as a sign,
for this also had not happened before,)
and between the two of them,
they were able to place her on the bus that was waiting for them.

The bus driver still remained there in the parking lot,
Keeping an eye on Brianna,
And waited for Willie and the woman to return.
This ride was on his own dime, for the city bus system had long ago stopped serving this area.
The driver had managed to scrape enough money together (with the help of several others,)
to find an old unused bus and some gas for one more ride into town.

Willie had gone off again, calling out around the buildings,
for anyone else left there, (no matter what their age,) who wanted to take that chance and leave with them.

Willie was frantic with his cries and his searching. Much time passed, but he would not give up and get on that bus.

Finally the older woman convinced Willie to board the bus, almost pulling him in with her.

And while the bus drove out into the country one more time, I heard the voice of the woman trying to placate Willie.

“You’ve done all you can, William!,” she said to him, still pleading with him. “There is no one left there now to help!
The children have all gone! It’s over William! You’re done! Now it is your turn to go into the country!”

She kept on repeating this to Willie,
Still trying to convince him.

When Brianna would begin to moan again from the pain, the older woman would go to her and hold her gently,
rocking her back and forth and letting her cry in her arms.

As she held her, the old woman began to pray for Jesus to take her home again.

Finally the bus arrived, and a huge group of people were there to greet them.

The bus driver and the old woman carried out Brianna, and she was placed into waiting arms.
They left the group to go attend to her burns.

As I watched her leave, I couldn’t help but wonder if Brianna would ever truly heal from her emotional wounds.
Would she ever realize that even now she was still a valued child of God?

Then Willie got off the bus.

He stumbled out of the bus a few steps, and then just stood there, as the throng of people slowly enclosed around him.

They were the people he had helped through out the years to escape the inner city.

Most had been able to learn how to grow enough food for them to survive on.
Other trades had also been learned. A whole community sprang up in the area,
made up of these once-children refugees.

Not all had remained there; some had moved further up into the mountains.
But many had returned to be there for Willie, for what they were told, could be his last run.

“Hey Willie!” All the smiling voices welcomed him eagerly. “Good to see ya man!
You did it Willie! You saved us all! “Good job, Willie! We love you man!”

Many hugged him and kissed his cheek, and others patted him on the back over and over again.

It was clear to me, that all who were there, loved him deeply.

I watched as something must have finally happened within the heart of Willie,
for he now sank to his knees, looked up into the heavens, and gave thanks to God out loud.
Now he was at peace.
No longer would he board that bus and try to rescue those children.
He himself, finally acknowledged, that his job was indeed now done.

He returned to his parents home, and was reunited finally with the whole family.
He lived out the rest of his life there, amongst those he had helped, knowing he had completed his biggest work for God.
Even those around him knew, that one day Willie would go to heaven, and Jesus himself would greet him,
by saying “well done, my good and faithful servant.”

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I then woke up and began to cry, ashamed that I had wanted Willie to stop before his work was done.
I was so busy thinking of Willie’s comfort, and seeing the dream through my own eyes,
that I didn’t realize what it would look like in the end through God’s eyes.
The thought of God’s tapestry came to mind, and I cried harder.

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To all the Willies out there in this world,
PLEASE! DO NOT GIVE UP TOO SOON!
Others whom you know not of
will be with you in prayer.
Keep going, till the last one is saved!

For indeed your reward in heaven WILL be great…

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“Jesus said unto him, If thou wilt be perfect, go and sell that thou hast, and give to the poor,
and thou shalt have treasure in heaven: and come and follow me.” (Matthew 19:21)

“Blessed is the man who remains steadfast under trial, for when he has stood the test he will receive the crown of life,
which God has promised to those who love him.”
(James 1:12, ESV)

“His master replied, ‘Well done, good and faithful servant! You have been faithful with a few things;
I will put you in charge of many things. Come and share your master’s happiness!’ (Matthew 25:21 NIV)

“Then shall the King say unto them on his right hand, Come, ye blessed of my Father,
inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world: For I was hungry,
and ye gave me meat: I was thirsty, and ye gave me drink: I was a stranger, and ye took me in:
Naked, and ye clothed me: I was sick, and ye visited me: I was in prison, and ye came unto me.” (Matthew 25:34-36)

“For ye had compassion of me in my bonds, and took joyfully the spoiling of your goods,
knowing in yourselves that ye have in heaven a better and an enduring substance.
Cast not away therefore your confidence, which hath great recompense of reward.
For ye have need of patience, that, after ye have done the will of God, ye might receive the promise.” (Hebrews 10:34-36)

“And, behold, I come quickly; and my reward is with me, to give every man according as his work shall be.” (Revelation 22:12)

And as far as Brianna’s outcome, the Lord gave me Matthew 19:26:

“And Jesus beheld them, and said unto them, With men this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.” – 1599 Geneva Bible (GNV)

Students Beware! The New Age Wellness Fair

3-6-13

One of my kids
Attending a local community college
Was given time off from physical education class
To attend their yearly campus ‘Wellness Festival.’
They were told by their phys-ed teacher
That they would receive extra credit for attending it.
(Here in California, it is mandatory to take two gym classes
In order to receive any kind of an associates degree.)

One booth that was there, offered you a ‘free’ metal thermos,
If you pledged to cut back on your sugar intake,
And gave them your email address.

Another booth gave you print outs on what helpful herbs
Might be growing in your back yard, and how these herbs can be applied to help heal common illnesses.

Yet another booth offered you a free back massage,
And stressed the importance of relaxation.

This child of mine wandered through it all,
Observing everything as usual,
Till the child came across something
That this child had never seen before.

An energy aura cleanser.

This woman had no booth,
But wandered around the campus fair grounds,
Inviting anyone near her,
To come forth and have their “energy cleansed” by her.

My child stood back and watched,
As a student was just finishing getting her aura ‘cleansed’ by this woman.

There were demons
That swirled around this woman,
Demons that went forth and attacked the person,
Sucking their energy from them,
Forming it into some kind of glowing orb ball,
(reminiscent of those colorful-swirling rubber balls one can get in a vending machine for fifty cents, but way bigger,)
And then feeding it into the spirit of the woman.

“Ah, yes!,” she exclaimed, now I can feel your energy!
It needs to be released and flowing!”

The woman then placed her hands upon the student,
(the woman’s hands, and especially her fingertips, were covered with a heavy dark substance that was very black, and it was this substance, that seemed to provide the opening doorway for the evil spirits to enter into the student to whom she was touching,) and the student’s glowing ball of colorful aura that had been fed into this woman just moments before by the demons, Was now taken back out from this woman by those same demons, along with some of the spirits already in the woman, and then with their hands, the demons then swirled the different kinds (and colors) of spirits together into another now different ball of aura,
And then threw it back into the student.

This was all done by the demons,
Who used the woman to initiate the needed touch and catch phrases for the spiritual exchange to take place.

As the woman finished with the student,
She looked around and quickly found my child.

“You there!,” she cried out to my kid,
“I can SEE your energy! Come! Let me cleanse it for you!”

At this, the demons working this woman,
Rushed forward and tried to attack my child.

But the demons were never able to get close enough to my child, to retrieve any of my child’s spirit,
For the angels that surrounded my child
Were large and several in number,
and they were VERY, VERY ANGRY.
They hissed as they attacked the demons who were trying to come near. They used their huge bright shields to cover my child, and held out their flaming swords towards the swirling demons in the air. But it was with their own hands, that the angels attacked these demons, using their blindingly white light that emanated from their own hands,
And they quickly formed their own orbs of blinding white power,
And slung them one right after the other at the demons.

These demons reminded my child of the Buddha demons that our family had once fought off, when we allowed that porcelain sculpture of a Buddha god into our home. Except this time, the demons were not as powerful as those were.
They also felt different than the Roman Catholic spirits, who usually gave off great waves of irritability as a warning when this child got too close to something strongly Catholic.

The demons retreated back into the woman,
And my child quickly said a most emphatic “No!,”
As the woman continued to ask my child if she could please cleanse my child’s aura. My child said no a few more times in answer to her persistence, till the woman shrugged and moved her attention on to another student who was walking her way.

Afterwards, my child told me that they (the angels and the child,) would still rather go up against demons like those, versus the demons that are found in those who actively worship satan. The demons of satan worshipers are the WORST to fight off. Not that they are so hard to battle against, but more that the demons that reside within them, are more vile and disgusting to confront. The angels also hiss more, and quickly ground their teeth at such demons, and eagerly await the right to attack those demons, if they were to be stupid enough to try and attack them.

Most of the demons that are seen on campus by this child, usually stick to the person that they are ‘haunting’, and for the most part, do not try to jump from person to person. It saddens this child of mine, to see so many people, unbelievers, walking around with their demons, unaware of just what is tailing them. Some, if the person’s end was to come at that moment, would be quickly dragged down to hell by the demons already attached to them. This child has described the campus to me, as “a walking future graveyard”. True believers, are easy to see, for they have a bright white aura around them that is clear to discern amongst all the surrounding spiritual darkness.

I asked my child, if they had said scripture first,
Before the angels attacked those demons,
And I was told no. “I said some later, under my breath, but no, not at first.” This comforted me, for until this point, for some reason, I had thought that the angels would not attack unless scripture was quoted. But thankfully this incident proved that theory wrong.

I quickly went into my prayer room
And thanked the Lord our God for protecting my kids from such an attack!

As I continued on with my day,
I couldn’t help but wonder
If the Wellness Fair should have been called
‘The New Age Wellness Fair’, for the majority that had booths there, were ones that would fit in quite easily
With all the new age teachings.

And then the thought occurred to me…

What would have been the colleges response,
To a Christian woman wandering around the fair,
Asking the students as they walked past her,
If they would like to be blessed,
And have a laying on of hands,
to cast out any evil spirits,
And to be anointed with olive oil,
In the hopes that healing would be brought to their body.

Can you imagine the outpouring of protests this would cause? Oi! Yes, I realize that as believers, we are to be cautious of whom we lay our hands on, yet still…the point is, the campus would never even allow such a thing, yet it is not thought wrong at all, that the public college backs up such a shamanic witch, allowing her to wander the grounds of the campus cursing any who are deceived enough to be taken in by her sly offerings….

CHRISTIAN STUDENTS BEWARE…!

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“Beware lest any man spoil you through philosophy and vain deceit, after the tradition of men, after the rudiments of the world, and not after Christ.” (Colossians 2:8, KJV)

“Lay hands suddenly on no man, neither be partaker of other men’s sins: keep thyself pure.” (1 Timothy 5:22, KJV)

“A wicked messenger falleth into mischief: but a faithful ambassador is health.” (Proverbs 13:17, KJV)

“There is a way that seemeth (seems) right unto a man, but the end thereof are the ways of death.” (Proverbs 16:25, KJV)

“Behold, I will bring it health and cure, and I will cure them, and will reveal unto them the abundance of peace and truth.” (Jeremiah 33:6, KJV)

“Be not wise in thine own eyes: fear the Lord, and depart from evil. 8 It shall be health to thy navel, and marrow to thy bones.” (Proverbs 3:7-8, KJV)

“Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.” (Psalm 43:5, KJV)

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