A Miracle: I Survived The Bite Of A Black Widow Spider

(FYI: Nothing in this missive is to be taken as medical advice. If you are in need, go to the Great Physician.)

It was in the middle of the summer, and the temperature had soared to over a hundred degrees every day for the past three weeks. Our puny little air conditioner could never seem to keep up with the heat. I was getting sick of it. Literally.

So when my husband told me that it was going to be another blistering day, I decided to take my paperwork and go downstairs to sit by the air conditioner.

But the Holy Spirit told me no. “Stay up here and work,” He told me.

But I became angry at the command. “No!” I said in response. “I am sick and tired of being so hot all the time! I’m getting a break from it!”

So I took my work and went downstairs.

It was much cooler there. I sat at the table (this was the school table where we did our work during the week,) and felt relieved as I felt the cool breeze on my skin.

Then I felt something crawling on my leg. I thought it must be the fly that had been in the kitchen earlier. I felt the Holy Spirit tell me to look and make sure, but once again, I foolishly ignored Him. Without looking, I used my other foot to brush it off my leg.

That night, began one of the worst nights of my life. My heart pounded like it was trying to escape my chest, and every time I tried to lay down, I felt my lungs fill up with fluid till I had to sit up just to breathe. My head ached, and I felt almost like I had a severe case of the flu.

For three days, I was intensely ill.

I went back to the Lord and begged for His forgiveness, and asked Him to have mercy on me and help me. I push prayed until I heard Him give me directions. He told me not to go to the hospital, but instead was to take a certain number of vitamin C’s, B vitamins, and calcium pills, and to repeat this as He instructed.

I told Him that I could not, for I had run out of calcium pills several days ago, and was waiting for the shipment to arrive any day.

“Go look,” He said.

“It’s not there, Lord! I’d just be wasting my energy!”

“GO LOOK!”, He insisted.

Sigh. I knew my God was not going to give up. So I said “Fine! I’ll go look!”

It wasn’t where I usually keep it; it was sitting right at eye level, in front of the other bottles of assorted vitamins.

I was amazed. I figured that my husband had probably seen the shipment, and had begun unpacking it for me, but got called away before he could put them all away.

I thanked God, took the medicine, and slowly started to feel better.

A week later, and I was still suffering from the strange symptoms. So I went to the doctor.

He listened to my symptoms, looked at my swollen leg, (It looked like I had a half a grapefruit hiding under the skin,) and promptly diagnosed me with a black widow spider bite. He said I was fortunate that I had survived the poison, but that there was little he could do for me now, as the worst of the danger had passed. (The anti-venom was contraindicated this late in the game.)

So I went home, and researched on line what one could do for a black widow spider bite. To my amazement, one web site suggested taking large doses of vitamin C, B vitamins, and calcium, every few hours.

I thanked my husband for putting the bottle of calcium in my closet, but he said he didn’t do it. “Maybe one of the boys did it,” he replied. I figured he must be right.

But a week later, I got a notice in my email from the supplier of those calcium pills. “We are sorry to inform you, that the product you ordered has not yet shipped out, because it is still on back order…”

I was shocked. I went back into the closet to stare at the bottle of calcium pills. They looked no different from what I usually use. They were the same brand and dose as I usually keep on hand. But I took them and hugged them to my chest, and thanked God for sending them to me. When they ran out, I wanted to keep the bottle to remember it by, but the Lord said it might become an idol and that I was not to keep it, so I threw it out.

The symptoms lasted for close to a year. It is not something I would wish upon another living thing, ever.

This last night of Hanukkah, we remember what the Lord Jesus has done for us. This was one of them.

May you be blessed abundantly by the Lord God of all,
C. Dunamis

Spirit Guides

My son was not feeling well, and had been fighting off a flu-like sickness for the past few days.

In his college gym class, they had a section on Tai Chi presentations. One of the students presenting that day, chose the topic of how Tai Chi connects to tarot card reading through Chi power.

He was not surprised to see that this girl was presenting such a topic, for he had sensed before that something was not quite ‘right’ spiritually with this girl.

Now, over twenty demons were seen hovering around this girl, as she introduced herself as the tarot card reader.

Each demon was attached to her, with a thick dead tan/brownish fibrous rope, covered in places with blackish muck.

To my son’s surprise, among these twenty or more demons attached to her, was a Catholic demon. It was dressed in priestly vestments, just as a Roman Catholic priest would wear, complete with the ancient Dagon god ‘fish hat’ that the pope wears, but this demon had an odd staff that had a triangle at the very top of it. The triangle was covered in jewels, and had a silver snake sitting on the triangle, with the end of its tail coiled around the staff.

He sensed that the girl would call forth this demon, to help her in her tarot card reading. This was what the majority of the demons were attached to the girl for. They were her ‘spirit guides’.

One of the other demons looked like an old hag/crone, (old woman,) with shriveled up leather-like skin, and bony fingers that had the signs of the zodiac tattooed upon her fingernails.

And yet another demon was a satanist occult demon wearing a black hooded cloak that was somehow pristine, (flawless,) but was darker than any color of black ever seen by my son on this earth. This demon wore many rings upon its fingers, yet its fingers were just wisps of black smoke.

There were so many demons vying for the girl’s attention, that it became almost impossible to really see all the other demons clearly.

These demons were all struggling with each other to be the next one to whisper into her ear. They would whisper certain words or thoughts into her mind, or implant specific emotions into her.

She was bragging to the class, how she could read anyone’s aura. She even gave a reading example from one or two of the other students in the classroom.

My son, out of curiosity, almost went up to her to ask her what she seen in him. (He wondered if this girl could ‘read’ or see the light of the Holy Spirit that was around all true believers.) But the Holy Spirit abruptly stopped him from doing so, and told him that this would be asking for trouble. The demons would then have had a legal right to reach out and purposely attack him.

So he remained silent.

After this girl’s presentation, the girl returned to her seat, which was right next to my son’s.

Then one of the demons attached to the girl,
Came forth and lunged towards my son.

This time, instead of simply binding up the demons like he usually does, he sensed from the Holy Spirit to read Psalm 91 instead.

As he began saying this under his breath, the demon trying to attack, shrank back in sudden horror.

As my son continued to recite this Psalm, a demon from him, (!) came out from his body (to his great shock and distress,) and reached out towards this other demon eagerly. This demon that had come from my son, embraced all the girl’s demons like long lost friends, and once attached firmly to one of this girl’s demons, went directly then into the girl.

All this happened without him even touching her.

My son was really upset to find that this demon had been in him, so he quickly asked the Holy Spirit what the demon was.

“A spirit of sickness” was His reply.

He felt bad at first, that he had given the demon to the girl, thinking wow, that’s all this girl needs, is another demon, but the Holy Spirit quickly informed him, that this girl WELCOMES ALL demons into her life, and that it was the demon itself that had made the demonic transfer to the girl. He did not give it to her by choice. All he did, was follow the Holy Spirit’s advice, and state Psalm 91 under his breath.

After he finished saying Psalm 91 out loud, the angels of the Lord encompassed him, turned their backs to him, held out their great bright shields before them, and then linked them together to form an impenetrable hedge of protection all around my son. Then no more demons were able to even try to attack him.

From that moment on, he began to feel better, and not as sick as he had been before class.

The class listened with great interest to the tarot card reader explain how she can read the people. Not once did this girl ever mention any demons.

My son wondered what would be the reaction, if a believer gave a talk on how they are led by the Holy Spirit, and could also ‘read’ the souls of the people, and even cast out a person’s demons and heal them. Would they listen with such rapt attention as they gave the tarot card reader, or would it be said of them that many miracles did not happen there, because of their unbelief?

Within a day or two of loosing that demon, my son was completely recovered from his flu-like illness.

Sadly, the tarot card reader girl was absent the following week, and when she returned, she told the class she had been sick with the flu, and that she probably caught it from a babysitting job she had on the same day of her presentation on Tai Chi.

My son remained silent, convinced by the Holy Spirit that this particular tarot card reader would not be open to hearing about how she really became sick with the flu…

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Our family still continues to learn more about the unseen world through these gifts the Holy Spirit has given us. These are the main lessons our family learned from this experience:

1. Sicknesses like the flu, are caused by demons.
2. Even true born-again Holy Spirit-filled believers can have a demon.
3. One can ‘catch’ a demon of sickness from another without touching them.
4. Instead of casting out or binding up attacking demons, Psalm 91 can be used to fight them off.
5. The completion of Psalm 91 calls forth several of God’s angels to protect you.
6. God’s angels use their large shields to make an interlocking hedge of protection around you.
7. It is VERY important to memorize Psalm 91!
8. Tarot card readers have many demons attached to them.
9. These demons ‘read’ the person, and then whisper this knowledge to the reader.
10. Satan can perform what some may see as ‘miracles’, by using his demons.
11. Consenting to have a tarot card reader ‘read’ you, can open you up to demons.
12. Tarot card readers can use many different religious demons to help them.
13. Always follow the promptings of the Holy Spirit within you. Our God always wants the VERY best for His children!
14. Our God is more than willing to protect His children ANYWHERE. All we need to do is ask and follow Him!

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Psalm 91, Recovery Bible:

We live within the shadow of the Almighty, sheltered by the God who is above all gods. This I declare, that He alone is my refuge, my place of safety; He is my God and I am trusting Him. For He rescues you from every trap and protects you from the fatal plague. He will shield you with His wings! They will shelter you. His faithful promises are your armor. Now you don’t need to be afraid of the dark any more, nor fear the dangers of the day, nor dread the plagues of darkness, nor disasters in the morning. Though a thousand fall at my side, though ten thousand are dying around me, the evil will not touch me. I will see how the wicked are punished, but I will not share it. For Jehovah is my refuge! I choose the God above all gods to shelter me. How then can evil overtake me or any plague come near? For He orders His angels to protect you wherever you go. They will steady you with their hands to keep you from stumbling against the rocks on the trail. You can safely meet a lion or step on poisonous snakes, yes, even trample them beneath your feet! For the Lord says, “Because he loves me, I will rescue him; I will make him great because he trusts in My name. When he calls on Me, I will answer; I will be with him in trouble and rescue him and honor him. I will satisfy him with a full life and give him My salvation.”

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The Next Church In Need Of Saving

A dream…

I was who I am now,
Same kids, same husband, same age.

I had gone to meet a good friend,
One who like me, still believed that the Holy Spirit
Still spoke and worked in believer’s lives today.

He and his wife had asked me to meet them,
At one of the big churches,
For they had booths there,
Where you could sit down in the entrance
And chat for a bit with a cup of coffee.

We sat there for a little while talking,
Getting caught up with what was going on
With our lives since we last met.

I told him, that my older children
Were doing well in college,
Despite all the evil around them.
When he asked me why,
I told him that they could see
If there were any demons around them,
and then avoid them best they could.
This seemed to trouble him,
And he voiced his concern for my kids,
Wondering how they handled it,
Living around demons like that,
For what if one tried to attack them?

At that moment we were interrupted,
As the church service was let out,
And the foyer became filled with people.

I had wanted to purchase a small bag of my favorite chocolates
That they had for sale in their coffee area,
And the server was now there, available for orders.

So I excused myself for a moment,
And as I went back to the shelf to grab a bag,
I also seen a pile of glossy colorful one-page hand-outs,
On the various beliefs of this church.
There were one or two that caught my eye,
And I took one of each of those,
But one especially seemed interesting,
For it was on the topic of demons.

As I tried to grab it, someone bumped into me,
And I then turned to look for a moment
at the person who had bumped into me,(it was a young kid,)
And then back again to the pile of fliers,
I found that I could not find that particular flier again.

I tried searching for it,
And this caught the attention of someone else there at the church,
who then came to try and talk to me,
and try and answer any questions that I might have.

I then seen the pastor walking out from the back of the service,
And realized with shock that it was pastor Jeff,
From our old evangelical Lutheran church from many years ago.

I called out to him,
And he paused to look down at me, (he was slightly taller than I,)
And I know he recognized me,
But there was a reservation about him,
And I sensed he was not about to greet me as a long lost friend
That he had once known well.

He asked me if I was finding everything O.K.,
And so I told him that I was trying to find their flier on demons.

“Oh!” He exclaimed with ease, “I can tell you all about that.
It is a short flier, anyways,” he confides in me with a wink.
“The truth about demons,” he says, warming to the topic,
“is that there are none! Not in this world anyways.
They’re tucked away in hell. So you don’t have to worry about them.
They were only here on earth when Jesus was here.”

“But Jeff!” I exclaimed, walking right in front of him,
In the hopes that it would slow him down enough to listen to me,
(he was always busy multi-tasking and looking around to others and greeting them,)
“My children can SEE them in THIS world!”

At that point, we had stopped right in front of the booth where my friend was,
so my friends could easily hear our exchange.
Pastor Jeff looked at me with great pity in his eyes, and said,
“You should have them see a doctor.”

Shock rolled around within me.
He thought this was caused by my kids being sick?!
“But their doctors have said that they are healthy!”

Yet as I seen his still-pitying glare from his eyes,
I realized that it did not matter what I said,
He believed what he believed,
And it would not change just because of my testimony.

I then became aware,
that there was a HUGE dark demon hanging over him,
Him and the whole church.
It was incredibly oppressive,
and it weighted down upon the people and upon pastor Jeff,
Like a HEAVY boulder upon his shoulders.
And was shackled to one of his legs with chunky but silent chains.

I stumbled in my steps as I struggled to keep up with him,
And then finally gave it up and let him walk off,
(to continue meeting and greeting his congregation,)
For I needed to escape the pressure of that strongman demon.

I returned to my friend in the booth.

“So how do they deal with the demons if they attack them?!”
My friend asked me again. Bless his heart, he was still concerned for them.

“They cast them out in the name of Jesus, and then the demons leave!
I paused and then added, “it works better than what some doctor would give them…”

Normally, if I would say such a thing to someone about my kids,
It would be said as a joke, for doctors are not needed
To remove demons, or to remove such a wonderful spiritual gift,
Which the bible calls spiritual discernment.
(Some of my kids had it in a very strong form of it.
I myself had it in a much more subdued form.)
But I realized that my friend took it as a serious statement,
so I then ended my words with a reassuring smile.

My words seemed to make a big difference to him,
And relieved his concern for my children a great deal.

We finished our time together,
And as I went to go pay for the bag of chocolates,
I found that they had no real change for my ten dollar bill.

I was told to go put it in the cookie jar with all the other monies,
And to take out the change that I needed,
which would have been four dollars.

But when I tried to do this,
I found that there was no real cash left in the jar,
And that it was filled with these strange bills called ‘scripts’.
They looked like cash on one side, but on the other,
There was words and writings on it that had nothing to do with money.
The paper the script had been printed on had obviously been re-cycled
From the church’s offices and school rooms.

I asked my friend about it,
And he said that the kids at the church use it as a reward system,
to get treats and other such things for doing their school work.

Well, no one else had change around me,
And I was not going to ‘donate’ any extra cash to this church,
(not after realizing that it stood for such false teachings,)
And there was no way I was just going to take it,
So I had to go put it back on the shelf and not purchase it.

As I was leaving the church,
Someone in the entrance hall,
Was installing some kind of sensor, that would let the church know
More information about the people entering or leaving their building.

I asked the installer what kind of sensors it used,
(as a way of being friendly,) and as he answered me,
He asked me to hold one of its components for a moment for him.
He pushed the object into my hands, and I held it,
But then felt its strange activation on my fingertips.
So I hastily told the man that I could not hold it any longer,
For I was beginning to feel its effects.
I quickly exited the building,
And then the worker came out,
And I quickly handed him the part he had asked me to hold for him.

He grabbed it, but a second later he dropped it
Onto the cement sidewalk. (Had he felt its effects too?)
And it fell in between us.

I bent down to pick it back up,
(thinking how expensive it must be,
And wondering if the fall might have broken it,)
Before handing it back to the man.

The man looked at me,
And I could tell he was going to try and blame me
For dropping it if it did not work,
But as I looked around at all the cameras
that were recording everything around the building,
I gave him a slight shake of the head,
indicating that his ruse would not work,
For all they had to do was re-play their cameras,
And the truth would be out.
It had been the man who had dropped it, not me.

So I turned my back to the church, and left.

I then woke up.

*

I realized, that this pastor,
Was treated almost like a demi-god,
By the members of his congregation.

Then I realized with shock and distress,
That I had done the same thing,
And had treated him like a demigod
When I was going to his other church!

People chased after him,
Wanting advice on this or that,
on spiritual matters or on real life matters,
Asking him for favors,
Or just generally wanting to be near him.

He rarely told the people to go seek GOD for the advice they were looking for.

This was a man who spent his life,
Going from one failing Lutheran church to the next,
In order to try and save it.

He had done so in our old church,
Though I must say, that I thought the church was just fine
When we first started going there.
It wasn’t until later,
When things started to change for the worst.
The higher-ups had caught sight of our little church,
And had heard the reports of the Holy Spirit working amongst the people.
So they sent this man, pastor Jeff,
To come in and transform the church into a mega-church.

After the transformation had been successful,
(to the governing board’s standards,)
He left and moved on to the next church in need of saving.

Saving…
As if this one man was some kind of god himself!

I asked the Lord to please forgive me,
For ever treating this pastor like he was a little demigod.

I then realized with a sudden start,
That all those years of feeling guilty,
Of wondering if we had left the church too soon,*
Had been complete and total waste of energy.

For here, in reality, the Lord,
In His gracious wisdom,
RESCUED us from that church!

If He had not,
That church could have scarred my children for life!
They would have been treated as if they were SICK
Whenever they would have said that they could see any demons.

A gift from the Lord was thought of as a sickness?

Now THAT WAS crazy…!

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* As a side note, and for an excellent commentary on questioning church authorities,

please see Tim Shey’s blog entry:

http://hitchhikeamerica.wordpress.com/2013/01/07/am-i-divisive-please-answer/
Thank you Tim, for re-blogging Lori Rodeheaver’s blog post on your web site!…