A Jehovah’s Witness

I met a nice lady in a clothing store the other day. And of course, we got to talking about God.

She told me she was a Jehovah’s witness.

She asked me about my denomination, and I told her that I had none, and was simply a believer in Jesus Christ.

We discovered that neither of us celebrated the usual pagan holidays like Christmas and Easter, and we even agreed that a person’s birthday should be marked differently than how the world celebrates it.

This made sense to me, for there was not the usual worldly demons attached to her, that were found on many of the people.

She shared with me, how her denomination is so persecuted and hated, and of the many fallacies that are out there in the world concerning her religion.

I was surprised to discover, that they spend great time just studying and memorizing all of the scriptures. (I had thought that they did not use as much of the scriptures as they do, but relied on other outside teachings instead.)

I was also surprised to discover that her religion was not one that taught of hard male dominance within a marriage, but one that believed that the woman should respect her husband, and the man should love his wife as he does his own body. No firm patriarchal dominance was taught, as can be found within other sects of Christianity.

I shared with her, some of the things I have been learning these past few years about demons, and how the Lord Jesus Christ gave us the power to cast them out in His name. “It completely changed my life,” I told her. “Before, when I was not aware of them, my life was such a mess! Constant fighting with my husband and my children, always seeming to have bad things happening to me and my family, from financial things to health issues. But now that I have been casting them out, all those problems are no more!”

Then I asked her, if their denomination believed in casting out demons in Jesus name.

“Oh we believe that there are such things as demons, we really do! We know that they can affect a person’s life no small amount!”

“Yes,” I said, “but do YOU cast them out in Jesus name?”

Something in her expression changed then, and she became more wary. “We believe that only some people have been given that gift.”

(Evidently, she believed she had not been one of those that had been given such a gift.)

I tried to tell her that all believers had been given this gift, but she did not believe it. “Besides,” She said, “I wouldn’t even know how to cast one out by myself.”

“Oh that’s easy,” I replied. “You simply say out loud, ‘Demon, I cast you out in the name of Jesus’.”

I told her then, that I could not sense the usual demons on her, which is why I had started talking to her. This puzzled me now, for if she did not cast them out in Jesus name, why is it that she did not have so many that they could easily be sensed?

It was then that I discovered that they read many scriptures out loud on a daily basis. That would be enough to at least cripple and discourage many demons from hanging around her, for my kids have well described to me what happens to demons when scripture is read out loud in their presence. They cringe as if in great pain, and crumble up into a little ball.

But still, they do not necessarily leave. Only casting them out in Jesus name will do that.

She asked me if I had ever been to one of their halls, and I told her no, but that one of my boys had gone one time with a friend during Passover.

She smiled, pleased with my answer. “And what did he think of it?”

I inwardly cringed. How could I tell her without causing her pain? But I also knew I could not lie or skirt around what he had found. So I simply came out and told her.

“He witnessed huge demons hanging over the leaders. They were attached to them.”

I expected a denial from her, for I knew that I had revealed a hurtful truth about her false religion. But what she said next just floored me.

Her eyes grew huge with excitement, and she said, “I knew it! I knew I was in the right religion!”

This time it was my own eyes that grew huge. I was shocked! Never had I suspected that she would respond with such an assertion!

“Well,” I said to her, still flabbergasted, “that doesn’t necessarily mean that you are in the right religion!”

“Well of course it does!” she replied. “It says so right in scripture! God’s Word tells us that His children will be persecuted and attacked by satan!”

“But we’re not supposed to keep the demons,” I replied.

She frowned. “Well, no, of course not,” she said.

I then explained to her, that the influx of demons in the churches in our area, (she knew at that point that I lived far out into the country,) was why we did not go to any of them on a regular basis.

“Well,” she responded, “no church is perfect. They are filled with imperfect people.”

“But they don’t have to keep their demons,” I answered.

I then told her that none of the churches within an hour’s drive from our home believed in casting out demons, and that this was why those churches were filled with them. I then told her of one church that I once knew of where we used to live, that did not have any in it, and that it was because they were quite proactive in casting any out, before, during, and after their services.

We were then interrupted by the sales person, so our conversation ended, and we said our goodbye’s.

It saddened me, to watch her depart, still thinking that she herself could not cast out a demon.

But at least now she knows how to, if she should ever change her mind…

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Later on that night, I went and did some research on the religion known as Jehovah’s Witness. It saddened me, to learn what I did. There are some serious problems in  their teachings. They have their own version of the bible where they changed certain words and passages so that they back up these teachings. Those that made the changes had no scholarly background, and could not even translate the relevant ancient languages needed for the few passages they changed. This woman had been a Christian for all of her life, and she had been searching for a church that kept God’s ways but could not find one. They all celebrated the pagan holidays. Then she found Jehovah’s Witness. They did not celebrate such things, and because of this, she told me she joined up with them.  All the other differences between Christianity and Jehovah’s Witness, she summed up as simply ‘not being perfect’. I looked at her while we were talking and realized, she had settled for second best.

Some other things noted about this religion:

They do not believe that unbelievers go to hell when they die. They do not believe that humans have a soul that lives on after the physical death.

“While the Jehovah Witnesses believe that Jesus lived and died, they do not believe everything that he claims about himself. They do not believe that he is God but has been created by God. He is still very important to God but not in essence God. They believe that he is in fact the archangel Gabriel become man. And while they believed he dies and paid a ransom for the sins of humanity, they do not believe that he rose again bodily but spiritually and materialized a new body in order to appear before his disciples.” http://christianity.net.au/questions/how_do_christians_and_jehovas_witness_differ

They believe that Jesus has already returned in spirit form, in 1914.

They believe that only 144,000 will be up in heaven. The rest will remain on earth.

There is no grace for them as we know it. They work to earn their salvation, by doing ‘kingdom publishing ‘ work.

“They don’t have a personal relationship with Christ (who they say is not God), but rather they observe a system of law and works…They also consider any salute to a flag as worship of that flag, and therefore prohibited. They don’t vote, hold public office or serve in the military.”  http://www.chick.com/bc/1985/jehovahswitness.asp

“The Witnesses are taught that the world is under the devil’s control. To leave the organization is to fall under Satan’s control…Because the Witnesses are taught that Armageddon could arrive at any moment, he/she would be destroyed at Armageddon if they were to leave. The Witnesses believe that the Watchtower organization is God’s “Ark of Salvation.” (That sounds like something a cult would say to keep you with them!)   http://www.chick.com/information/religions/jw/rescue.asp

Their history is filled with false prophecies. Their leaders also claim to speak for God.
“Founder Charles Taze Russell made several early predictions and pronouncements such as the start of the millennium in 1872, that Jesus actually came in 1874, and that 1914 would see, “The end of a war that would destroy the kingdoms of this world and fully establish the Kingdom of God.” When it became obvious that the prophecies had failed, the dates were revised only to have them fail again. Heinze elaborates on the many failed predictions including the building of a mansion in 1929 in San Diego, California for “faithful men of old” who were soon to be resurrected to take charge of the earth. The house eventually became an embarrassing monument to their failed prophecy so it was sold in 1948. Heinze points out that, since these failed prophecies were based on erroneous interpretations of Bible, how can one trust the Watchtower to rightly divide the Scriptures when it comes to their doctrine?”   http://www.chick.com/bc/2000/failedprophecies.asp

They also do not believe in blood transfusions. However, I must say in their defense, our family can see some truth in this particular belief. We have seen that the demons just love the blood of an unbeliever that has been spilled. They congregate around it, increase their numbers with it, and draw strength from it. So, after seeing that, no one in our family would ever knowingly accept the blood of an unbeliever into their veins. A believer’s blood, yes. An unbeliever’s, no.

Some other links that proved interesting:
http://carm.org/jehovahs-witnesses-and-their-many-false-prophecies
http://www.bible.ca/Jw-Prophecy.htm
http://www.godandscience.org/cults/jwdiff.html
http://carm.org/jehovahs-witnesses-history
http://www.jwfacts.com/watchtower/1800s.php
http://www.lamblion.com/articles/articles_cults13.php
http://carm.org/is-the-jehovahs-witness-religion-christian
http://www.bible-knowledge.com/jehovah-s-witnesses/
http://www.bible.ca/Jw-NWT.htm

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Revelation 22:18-19 (KJV) “For I testify unto every man that heareth the words of the prophecy of this book, If any man shall add unto these things, God shall add unto him the plagues that are written in this book: And if any man shall take away from the words of the book of this prophecy, God shall take away his part out of the book of life, and out of the holy city, and from the things which are written in this book.”

Proverbs 30:6 (KJV) “Add thou not unto his words, lest he reprove thee, and thou be found a liar.”

Matthew 24:3-5 (KJV) “And as he sat upon the mount of Olives, the disciples came unto him privately, saying, Tell us, when shall these things be? and what shall be the sign of thy coming, and of the end of the world? And Jesus answered and said unto them, Take heed that no man deceive you. For many shall come in my name, saying, I am Christ; and shall deceive many.”

Jeremiah 14:14 (KJV) “Then the Lord said unto me, The prophets prophesy lies in my name: I sent them not, neither have I commanded them, neither spake unto them: they prophesy unto you a false vision and divination, and a thing of nought, and the deceit of their heart.”

Matthew 7:15, 20-23 (KJV) “Beware of false prophets, which come to you in sheep’s clothing, but inwardly they are ravening wolves…Wherefore by their fruits ye shall know them. Not every one that saith unto me, Lord, Lord, shall enter into the kingdom of heaven; but he that doeth the will of my Father which is in heaven. Many will say to me in that day, Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied in thy name? and in thy name have cast out devils? and in thy name done many wonderful works? And then will I profess unto them, I never knew you: depart from me, ye that work iniquity.”

1 Timothy 4:1-2 (KJV) “Now the Spirit speaketh expressly, that in the latter times some shall depart from the faith, giving heed to seducing spirits, and doctrines of devils; Speaking lies in hypocrisy; having their conscience seared with a hot iron;”

Acts 20:29-31 (KJV) “For I know this, that after my departing shall grievous wolves enter in among you, not sparing the flock. Also of your own selves shall men arise, speaking perverse things, to draw away disciples after them. Therefore watch, and remember, that by the space of three years I ceased not to warn every one night and day with tears.”

John 20:24-29 (KJV) “But Thomas, one of the twelve, called Didymus, was not with them when Jesus came. The other disciples therefore said unto him, We have seen the Lord. But he said unto them, Except I shall see in his hands the print of the nails, and put my finger into the print of the nails, and thrust my hand into his side, I will not believe. And after eight days again his disciples were within, and Thomas with them: then came Jesus, the doors being shut, and stood in the midst, and said, Peace be unto you. Then saith he to Thomas, Reach hither thy finger, and behold my hands; and reach hither thy hand, and thrust it into my side: and be not faithless, but believing. And Thomas answered and said unto him, My Lord and my God. Jesus saith unto him, Thomas, because thou hast seen me, thou hast believed: blessed are they that have not seen, and yet have believed.”

John 10:28 (KJV) “And I give unto them eternal life; and they shall never perish, neither shall any man pluck them out of my hand.”

John 10:30 (KJV) 30 “I and my Father are one.”

Luke 16:19- 31 (KJV) “There was a certain rich man, which was clothed in purple and fine linen, and fared sumptuously every day: And there was a certain beggar named Lazarus, which was laid at his gate, full of sores, And desiring to be fed with the crumbs which fell from the rich man’s table: moreover the dogs came and licked his sores. And it came to pass, that the beggar died, and was carried by the angels into Abraham’s bosom: the rich man also died, and was buried; And in hell he lift up his eyes, being in torments, and seeth Abraham afar off, and Lazarus in his bosom. And he cried and said, Father Abraham, have mercy on me, and send Lazarus, that he may dip the tip of his finger in water, and cool my tongue; for I am tormented in this flame. But Abraham said, Son, remember that thou in thy lifetime receivedst thy good things, and likewise Lazarus evil things: but now he is comforted, and thou art tormented. And beside all this, between us and you there is a great gulf fixed: so that they which would pass from hence to you cannot; neither can they pass to us, that would come from thence. Then he said, I pray thee therefore, father, that thou wouldest send him to my father’s house: For I have five brethren; that he may testify unto them, lest they also come into this place of torment. Abraham saith unto him, They have Moses and the prophets; let them hear them. And he said, Nay, father Abraham: but if one went unto them from the dead, they will repent. And he said unto him, If they hear not Moses and the prophets, neither will they be persuaded, though one rose from the dead.”

Matthew 25:30 (KJV) “And cast ye the unprofitable servant into outer darkness: there shall be weeping and gnashing of teeth.”

2 Corinthians 5:8 (KJV) “We are confident, I say, and willing rather to be absent from the body, and to be present with the Lord.”

1 Thessalonians 5:9-10 (KJV) “For God hath not appointed us to wrath, but to obtain salvation by our Lord Jesus Christ,
Who died for us, that, whether we wake or sleep, we should live together with him.”

Luke 23:42-43 (KJV) “And he said unto Jesus, Lord, remember me when thou comest into thy kingdom. And Jesus said unto him, Verily I say unto thee, Today shalt thou be with me in paradise.”

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All The Christmas Stuff

It was now January second, 2011. With the holidays now over for another year, we began the task of cleaning up all the stuff, and packing it away for next year. But after what happened with the lights, (see previous post,) I did not want to even start, without praying first.

“Dear Jesus,” I said in my prayer place, “please let us know if there are other things we need to get rid of, besides not lighting the Christmas lights during the winter solstice. Is there something else that we would be better off not having? I don’t want anything unclean in my house. I don’t want anything that the demons could use to enter and attack us with! Please Lord! Gift us with a spiritually clean camp for us to live in!”

I paused for several moments, waiting for a response, but all was silent.

“Oh Lord, You know my heart. You know it is for You. You know that I desire to serve You with all that I am. I live for You. You alone are why I am still here. Please. LET ME KNOW.”

Silence still greeted me. I sensed that I should begin my work. So I rose and went out to begin disassembling the Christmas decorations.

I began by removing all the ornaments on the Christmas tree, and putting them back in the huge ornament storage box. I was half way done with the ornaments, when I noticed that my hands had begun to burn, as if I had touched a caustic chemical somehow, and was having a reaction to it.

I wondered if it was from the box of new unbreakable plastic bulbs that we had opened and added to our tree this year. There was probably some chemical on them that was irritating my skin. I set them aside in their original packing, and made a note to not use them next year, just in case.

I went to wash my hands, and I applied some hand cream that had always worked before to calm down a chemical reaction on my skin.

But this time, there was no difference. My hands still burned as before.

I went back to my work, figuring that the lotion just needed more time to do its job.

I switched from working on the tree, to packing up the advent wreath. But the burning on my hands just became worse.

Suddenly, one of my kids came up to me and exclaimed “Mom! What have you been touching?! Your hands are just COVERED with thick, black, smoke!”

So I told the child what I had been doing, and that my hands were very much in pain.

“Mom,” This child responded to me, “I can’t even SEE your own hands at all! All I see is a ball of thick black swirling smoke at the end of each of your arms!”

I stopped what I was doing. I realized then, that the pain in my hands must be spiritual, and not physical. But then my heart began to ache as well, for I had just begun to realize, what this now meant.

All those Christmas tree ornaments! The advent wreath! The Lord was letting us know, that they were tainted, unclean!

Our family then gathered to discuss what this meant, and what should now be done. Everyone agreed that we needed to get rid of the stuff that was spiritually tainted.

My husband agreed to get rid of the holiday lights, for if he could no longer use them during the days of winter solstice, (December 21st through the 26th,) then they were not worth all the trouble of putting them up and taking them down every year.

The kids felt that if they could not have the lights on the Christmas tree, then they no longer wanted to put up the Christmas tree. Too much work, for little reward. (I had to agree with them; the Christmas tree lights are what made it all so beautiful and special. Without the lights, it seemed like just another tree that was in our house.) The kids did not like having to get under the tree to water it, and hated the influx of creepy (and even dangerous) spiders that surfaced shortly after it was first brought in. Pine needles got into everything and were a daily mess to sweep up.

“We could get a fake tree, if you wanted to try that,” I said to them.

But no one wanted to go through the bother.

“It’s o.k.,” said one of my kids. “We don’t have to have a tree.”

Another one piped up, “As long as we can still have the presents!” Then the thought of the alternative must have come into this child’s mind, for the child then quickly added, “We can still have presents, right mom?”

“I’m not prepared to make that kind of a decision right now. I’m still trying to come to terms with having no tree!”

They seemed to understand this, (they could see that I was shaken and very upset,) so they left their present questions for a later time.

No one questioned the vision of this particular child; this child is the one that can see into that unseen world, like most people can see each other. This child sees the demons and casts them out in the name of Jesus. This child sees and converses with the angels, and is filled with the Holy Spirit. Often times, this child was the one to give us warnings of evil that was coming our way, and we were able to avoid and prevent great tragedy because of it. We have learned not to ignore this child’s visions.

But this! Surely there was some mistake! All those Christmas tree ornaments? Ugh! I simply could not face such a loss, so I went into denial.

“Maybe there are some Christmas ornaments that we CAN keep,” I said to the others. “Maybe we should see which ones are tainted, and which ones are not.”

The others nodded in agreement.

So the kids and I began to go through each item, to discern if it was clean enough to keep or not.

Some were easy for the kids to discern; they were quick to point out those right away. But by the end of the day, my hands throbbed with burning pain, and it began to be too painful to touch anything else.

So I called for a break, and asked this particular child (the one who has such strong visions,) to come and help me bless my hands.

I did not even bother to wash my hands this time with soap and water, for I knew it was spiritual and not physical. THE MOMENT THE BLESSED OLIVE OIL TOUCHED MY ACHING HANDS, THE BURNING AND PAIN SUBSIDED!

The child looked at my hands and said, “The black smoke is all gone now Mom.”

I gave a great sigh of relief.

I then looked back upon all the things that we had gone through, and realized with a sinking heart, that it made up quite a big pile of stuff. There was not even one Christmas tree ornament that was able to be saved.

I went back to my God in prayer, and told Him how sad I was, about all the tainted items. I then asked Him what He wanted us to do with it.

“Wait. Just set it aside and wait till you go though all the Christmas stuff.”

But I knew what the end of these things would be. I knew in my heart, that He wanted us to get rid of all of it. I just didn’t know if He would want us to pass it through the fire, and then break it all up into little pieces.

We had done such, (as Acts 19:19 describes,) to smaller amounts that were unclean and found to be tainted idols, but never to such a large amount of stuff. Even with the smaller items, we found that it left the ground a dangerous mess, with shards of broken pottery, glass, and metal pieces that were too hard to fully remove from the fire pit. The thought of smashing all those glass bulbs was a bit much for me to bear. I imagined the mess it would make and dreaded it.

“Don’t think of that right now,” He told me. “Just work on going through all the stuff.”

As usual, the Lord was right.

It took us almost two weeks, to go through all the Christmas stuff. It was heart wrenchingly painful, for we found that most of it too, was tainted.

Several times I broke down crying, when I’d realize that something precious to me was actually tainted and needed to be removed.

Anything that had a Christmas logo on it, was seen as having that thick, black smoke on it. Santa, reindeer, elves, holly, holly berries, bulbs, ornaments, a string of lights, the phrase ‘Merry Christmas’, red and green ribbons, presents, wreaths, anything with Yule Tide written on it; it was all tainted with the spirit of Christmas.

I think the most surprising of all the stuff, was the baby Jesus statues. The Roman Catholic ones that had the hands and arms molded into their odd positions, (reminding me of the hands and fingers of the Buddha god statue,) were the ones that had the darkest black smoke around them. The one that had a picture of a simple baby on it, only had a grayish fog surrounding it. Madonna and child statues and pictures, especially the ones with the halo in back of their heads, were among the worst.

I thought of all the money that these things were worth, (some of this stuff had yet to even be opened!,) and that perhaps we should just sell them to someone else, but I cringed at the thought of being responsible for giving such tainted items to another. I didn’t want that on my conscience, not at any price!

Oh but the things that were hardest for me to give up, were the priceless heirlooms that had been handed down to me from my family. At least three generations of stuff. The table cloth painted and embroidered with holly leaves and berries by the kids great grandmother, The placemat, kitchen appliance covers, and stuffed centerpiece, all patterned with a huge Christmas swan (or goose) that had been sewn up by my mother for our family, the ceramic creche my mother had formed for us in her ceramics class, complete with real gold highlights painted on the figurines. This alone had cost her several hundred dollars, just to add real gold to the statues. Even the Christmas ornament made by my great grandmother’s hands had to go. All was tainted with the spirit of Christmas. The hardest one of all to let go of, was a small little manger set that I had grown up with. It held so many memories for me. The pull to keep it was very great! But every time I would touch it, my hands would start to burn again. I knew in my heart that I had to let it go.

Numerous times during this cleansing, I would stop, and go into my private prayer place, and ask the Lord if there was some way I could still keep some of the items.

But He would usually tell me no.

“But Lord!” I pleaded with Him, “I’ve gotten rid of so much stuff already! Would it really hurt to just keep a few things to remember it all by?”

And He would often answer me with a question of His own.

“How many doorways for demons would you like to keep in your home?”

Or these ones that really got in to the heart of the matter.

“Will you not follow Me, ma petite? Can’t you trust Me? Are you not Mine?”

These last questions would cause me to fall at His feet in surrender, and then return to the sorting.

But I still cried. For days it was as if I was in mourning. It took me a while to say goodbye to all the stuff. I know this sounds silly. I am ashamed to admit that I mourned the loss of these things. But morn them I did. And the Lord, in all His mighty patience, remained there right beside me, as I cried, mourned their loss, and then continued on until the next great heirloom triggered that retaining emotion within me. Then the whole process would start up all over again.

He never forced me to give up any of it. I knew I had the choice to keep it. But I also knew my God, which meant that if He wanted me to give it up, then there was a very good reason for Him to do so, and I simply needed to let go and put my trust in Him.

Finally, all the items had been sorted. All that was left, was some rolls of Christmas paper and ribbons in solid colors (and with no holiday printings on it,) a few greeting cards that had only pictures of snow flakes on them, and some guest hand towels, that had been cut off at one end, where a holiday design had once been embroidered upon it. These towels would now be used as kitchen rags.

Both my hands and my heart were exhausted.

As I sealed up the last of the huge boxes of Christmas items, I felt the Lord tell me what we were to do with them.

“Throw them out.”

“You mean we don’t have to burn it all in our fire pit?” (I was greatly relieved to hear this!)

“No.”

“But Lord,” I replied, “Our garbage can is already overflowing!” Then I thought of an alternative. “Can we bring the stuff down to the garbage dump?”

“Yes. Close the boxes up, and label their outsides as ‘GARBAGE’, and then take them down to the local dump.”

That Saturday morning, the stuff was tossed into the city dump. There, it would be added into a big pile of other people’s garbage, crushed into a very small block, and then finally burned in a huge furnace.

The remains of history totaling almost over one hundred years of family Christmases, (and at least a thousand dollars worth or more of stuff,) had just been removed from our house.

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(And yes, in case you were wondering, our family still exchanges presents with each other. We now celebrate the Feast of Dedication. For eight nights, we each share a miracle or answered prayer from our own life, light the (7 candle) menorah, read scripture out loud, play board games with each other, and open up presents. Remembering God’s miracles in our lives has rekindled our faith in Him, and serves as a reminder to re-dedicate ourselves -a living temple,- back to Him. So far, no demonic attacks upon our family have taken place from celebrating this holy day, and great peace is experienced during this time, especially while the menorah is lit.)

To Jesus Christ goes all Glory! Thank you Jesus Christ of Nazareth!!

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