A Demon Came Through The Computer Screen

Surfing internet late one night, after the kids had all gone to bed,

I came across a review from prison planet, about the new Alexus car commercial, and how it was filled with illuminati symbolism.

I sensed that it may not be the best thing for me to be viewing at that time, but I went ahead and looked at it anyways.

As I read the article, I scrolled down the page, and as soon as I seen one of the Illuminati symbols, that looked like a line of black and while ghostly figures, I FELT a demon come through the computer screen. (It went right through me; definitely a creepy feeling.)

I immediately cast out the demon, and shut down the computer, but I was still too late.

One of my kids came rushing into my bedroom, his eyes still full of sleep, and asked me what it was that I had just encountered on the web.

There was no question from this child that I had just been surfing the web; he KNEW that the demon waking him up from his sleep and attacking him had come from my room and through the internet.

“Why?” I asked him. “What happened?”

He then described to me, the demon who had just come into his bedroom to try and attack him.

It sounded just like the black and white ghostly picture that I had just seen on that web page just moments before. The symbols were the same, so I knew it had to have come from that site.

As I apologized to my child, I realized that I may have to stop surfing the web late at night, for I did not want to disturb my kids sleep like this any more.

I shared this with my child, and told him that as soon as I had sensed the demon come through the screen, I cast it out in the name of Jesus, exited the page, and closed up the computer. I was surprised that the demon did not leave once it had been cast out. I was also surprised (and a bit frustrated,) that the demon attacking him was almost instantaneous; there was no pause or time elapse from when it went through my computer screen to when it entered into my child’s bedroom to attack him.

My child then reminded me, that the demon that I had cast out had probably left, but there were numerous demons that could come through just one demonic doorway. And in this case, viewing the photo was the doorway into our house. (I tend to think that one photo of a demon is equal to one demon, but my kids keep telling me that this is not so, and that the main demon in the photo is just one of the many demons connected to the one in the photo that could come through such an opening.)

This reminder disconcerted me, and so I asked my child if there were any more demons around in the house or on our property.

“I’m not sure,” he replied, frowning. “I do not know.”

When I heard his response, I knew that we had to cast out any remaining demons, just in case.

So, we held hands, and together we began to pray. I asked the Lord for His forgiveness in viewing the web page, and then we cast out all demons that may have come through the computer screen. I then also sensed that we were also to ask Jesus to cover us in His blood.

As soon as I said this last request out loud, I heard a loud ‘splat’ sound behind me and over to the left of where we were standing, as if several large drops of something wet had just landed upon the floor. At the same time, my child and I both looked back to where the sound had come from, and I seen a dark shadow, about four feet high with wings just sitting there. As the liquid hit parts of the shadow, it suddenly screeched out loud and jumped quickly backwards, as if it was in sudden excruciating pain. In the next breath, I seen this demon get pulled backwards and disappear into the wall behind us.

When I looked back at my child’s face, he grinned at me and nodded, but kept on praying, asking for the Lord to send us His angels to surround us and protect us.

After my child finished the prayer, I asked him if he too had seen what I had, and he once again described to me exactly what I had just seen and heard. For this child, it was usual to see and hear such things, but for me it was not. I remained in astonished awe of Jesus Christ of Nazareth and in the power of His Blood.

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This was not the first time my children have been attacked by demons while they slept, because of late night web surfing. It has happened through others besides me as well, when someone else in the house was viewing the web at night. (Secretly viewing the web at night in our house doesn’t remain a secret for long!)

This especially happens when one visits web sites, (even Christian ones,) that are shedding light onto the works of darkness. Pages that reveal the illuminati and their symbols, paintings of demons, pictures of aliens, or photos of murderers, can all be a potential doorway for demons to enter into the home and attack. During the day while we are awake, it is much easier for my family to sense them and cast them out. But as you can imagine, this can become harder to do when one is trying to get some sleep!

This has also happened on occasion, when watching certain TV shows late at night, such as paranormal investigations, alien abduction stories, murder suspense stories, or even some music videos. Our family has seen demons come through the TV screen even during the day. Sometimes they would stay and try to attack us, while other times they were simply glad to be freed out into our dimension, and flew off to probably try to attack someone else out in the world.

Our first encounter with demons coming out of computer and TV screens, happened several years ago, when one of my kids had clicked on a video that promised the viewer a glimpse of a real alien. We were all sitting there at the kitchen table, with the kids doing their school work, and this one kid had finished early, so as a reward, I told him he could use the computer while he waited for the rest of the kids to finish.

Well, most of the youtube video that he had decided to view, was silent and dark, which caused one to lean in closer to the computer screen, to see if you could see anything. Suddenly, a drawing of an alien’s face flashed upon the screen, and a loud roar came from the speakers, and as everyone there at the table turned to look at the computer screen, a large black ghost-like hook, (reminiscent of Peter Pan’s Captain Hook, but very very black and wraith-like,) reached out through the computer screen and tried to stab itself into my child’s forehead. It glanced off the surface of his skin, and then gave an even louder roar of frustration, once it realized it had failed in its attack. The claw then evaporated back into the computer screen. Laughter was then heard coming from the video, as the perps laughed out loud at their supposed joke.

As you can imagine, we were all left quite shaken, after seeing such a thing. It was a lesson none of us have forgotten!

I soon learned through research, that there are Satanists out there that just love to do stuff like this. They will produce the videos or art work, and then place spells upon them, so that demonic doorways will open up whenever and wherever they are viewed. Hollywood hires real practicing Satanists to advise them in making the spells needed for their movies. (One was even a Christian one, about a Lion, a witch, and a wardrobe. The spell the witch did on camera, was real, and opened up a doorway right into our living room!)

Sadly, Satanism is real, just as thankfully, Christianity is real. Of course our God IS GOD, so in the end we know who’s kingdom will prevail! Yet satan is not an entity in which we should just ignore, as I have heard many Christians claim we should do. The scriptures say we are to cast these spirits out instead in the name of Jesus. We are also called to be aware of the devices of satan, and yet at the same time we are to have nothing to do with evil. At times this makes for a fine line to walk upon. So stay close to the Lord at all times, for it is through Him that we are protected. If we listen to Him and obey Him, He will guide us into what we should do or not do. (In case you were wondering, in these above instances, we were not obeying the promptings of the Holy Spirit, who was trying to warn us away from the evil.)

So I share this testimony with you, in the hopes that those among you who have children, especially young ones, will be extra careful in what you watch or view, especially in the nighttime hours. Keep in mind the doorways that can be formed through the viewing of evil photos, pictures, or videos. Cast out all the demons that may have come through the TV or computer screen, after viewing those questionable items. If you have someone who refuses to curtail their nighttime viewing, then increase your prayers to our God, that your children would be protected, and then still continue to cast out the demons as the Holy Spirit advises.

Even if you can not see them, those demons still can come in and attack you and your family. Possible signs of this, is an inability to get that picture of the demon out of your mind, or if you can’t seem to forget the show you were just watching, nightmares once you go back to sleep, (or if others in your house wake up from them,) or if you find you are fearful or depressed, or getting hit with any other negatively strong emotion. (Demons love to take our normal negative emotions and turn the volume way up!) Cast them out and cover yourself with the Blood of Jesus, just to be sure.

One of my kids favorite songs when they were young, is Called “No Monsters”, by Carmen. The video shows the demons coming out from the TV screen to try and attack, and going back into it to escape. This song helped them to memorize what they should do, when encountering those demons in the night. So if your kids can handle the B-grade monsters in this video, they might like to check it out, and see what this little boy did to get rid of them:

This part of the refrain from the song says it all:

“…you won’t get me screaming,
You’re nothing but a demon,
It’s time for you to go now!

I am a temple of the Holy Ghost,
And I’m protected by the Lord of hosts,
Get out!
In the name of Jesus Christ!…”

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As a side note, please make sure you are a Blood-bought believer in Christ before attempting to cast the demons out of your home! The demons are very well aware of who belongs to Jesus Christ, and who does not. Do not be like those in the bible, who got torn up by the demons because they tried to control them but did not know God. (Acts 19:13 – 16 “Then certain of the vagabond Jews, exorcists, took upon them to call over them which had evil spirits the name of the Lord Jesus, saying, We adjure you by Jesus whom Paul preacheth. And there were seven sons of [one] Sceva, a Jew, [and] chief of the priests, which did so. And the evil spirit answered and said, Jesus I know, and Paul I know; but who are ye? And the man in whom the evil spirit was leaped on them, and overcame them, and prevailed against them, so that they fled out of that house naked and wounded.”)

Give your life over to Jesus and become a believer FIRST!

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James 4:7 – Submit yourselves therefore to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you.

1 Peter 5:8 – Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour:

Matthew 12:43-45 – When the unclean spirit is gone out of a man, he walketh through dry places, seeking rest, and findeth none.

Luke 10:17 – And the seventy returned again with joy, saying, Lord, even the devils are subject unto us through thy name.

Leviticus 19:31 – Regard not them that have familiar spirits, neither seek after wizards, to be defiled by them: I [am] the LORD your God.

2 Corinthians 2:11 – Lest Satan should get an advantage of us: for we are not ignorant of his devices.

Ephesians 5:11 – And have no fellowship with the unfruitful works of darkness, but rather reprove them.

John 16:23-24- Truly, truly, I say to you,whatever you ask of the Father in my name, he will give it to you. Until now you have asked nothing in my name. Ask, and you will receive, that your joy may be full.

John 14:13 – And whatsoever ye shall ask in my name, that will I do, that the Father may be glorified in the Son.

Matthew 21:22 – And all things, whatsoever ye shall ask in prayer, believing, ye shall receive.

Acts 16:16-18- And it came to pass, as we went to prayer, a certain damsel possessed with a spirit of divination met us, which brought her masters much by soothsaying: The same followed Paul and us, and cried, saying, These men are the servants of the most high God, which shew unto us the way of salvation. And she did this many days. But Paul, being grieved, turned and said to the spirit, I command thee in the name of Jesus Christ to come out of her. And he came out that same hour.

Luke  4:33-35 – And in the synagogue there was a man, which had a spirit of an unclean devil, and cried out with a loud voice, Saying, Let [us] alone; what have we to do with thee, [thou] Jesus of Nazareth? art thou come to destroy us? I know thee who thou art; the Holy One of God. And Jesus rebuked him, saying, Hold thy peace, and come out of him. And when the devil had thrown him in the midst, he came out of him, and hurt him not.

Matthew 17:14-20 – And when they were come to the multitude, there came to him a [certain] man, kneeling down to him, and saying, Lord, have mercy on my son: for he is lunatick, and sore vexed: for ofttimes he falleth into the fire, and oft into the water. And I brought him to thy disciples, and they could not cure him. Then Jesus answered and said, O faithless and perverse generation, how long shall I be with you? how long shall I suffer you? bring him hither to me. And Jesus rebuked the devil; and he departed out of him: and the child was cured from that very hour. Then came the disciples to Jesus apart, and said, Why could not we cast him out? And Jesus said unto them, Because of your unbelief: for verily I say unto you, If ye have faith as a grain of mustard seed, ye shall say unto this mountain, Remove hence to yonder place; and it shall remove; and nothing shall be impossible unto you.

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A Simple Yellow Ribbon

(Journal entry of a dream I had, Dec. 4th, 2004)

The other night, before I went to bed, I thought of those married to people in the armed forces, or even to those in jail, paying for their crimes.

And then I thought of my husband…and how I’d feel if he had done a heavy-weighted (in my eyes) sin, (like infidelity, murder, or for example – enlisting in the army without even talking to me first,) and I thought about how hard, so very, very hard, it would be for me to forgive him. I felt a sharp pain in my gut, just thinking about it.

But welcome him home with open arms? No way! He’d have to EARN that kind of love and trust back from me again.

Then as I fell asleep, I dreamed that I was in a war of sorts’, constantly having to fight off the ‘bad guys’. (Evil.)

As I finally vanquished and scarred off my enemies, I stumbled back to where I knew my home was, for rest and renewal. I knew it would not be the last time that I’d have to fight this evil.

On the way, I couldn’t help but wonder, if I’d still be welcomed back home, after all the mistakes I had made since the last time I had been home. They were too numerous to count, and some were incredibly stupid of me, I knew. Some fights I had won, others I had lost miserably, and some I had even instigated myself.

Then I found myself on a bus, filled with other people, and telling the bus driver, (and others near me,) about my thoughts of insecurity and doubt…
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I’m comin’ home, I’ve done my time
Now I’ve got to know what is and isn’t mine
If you received my letter telling you I’d soon be free
Then you’ll know just what to do
If you still want me
Tie a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree
It’s been three long years
Do you still want me?
If I don’t see a ribbon round the old oak tree
I’ll stay on the bus
Forget about us
Put the blame on me
If I don’t see a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree…
Bus driver, please look for me
Cause I couldn’t bear to see what I might see
I’m really still in prison
And my love, she holds the key
A simple yellow ribbon’s what I need to set me free
I wrote and told her please…
Tie a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree
It’s been three long years
Do you still want me
If I don’t see a ribbon round the old oak tree
I’ll stay on the bus
Forget about us
Put the blame on me
If I don’t see a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree…
Now the whole darn bus is cheering
And I can’t believe I see
A hundred yellow ribbons round the old oak tree
I’m coming home…

(*Tie A Yellow Ribbon © 1972 By Irwin Levine and L. Russel Brown, sung by Tony Orlando & Dawn.)
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When I seen how many ribbons were around the tree, I fell to my knees, crying hard. I still couldn’t believe, that my love still loved me, and I knew it was not of my doing. And when I stood in the yard, our yard, under that tree, and felt the strong embrace of my loved one’s arms surrounding me so tight, I cried all the harder, with humbleness, thankfulness, and amazement. That my loved one would still love me with a love as strong as this…it was a MIRACLE. I knew then, that I could go on, and that I would be strong enough to continue to ‘fight the good fight’ that I’d find yet again before me.

The tears in my dream finally woke me up. (With the end part of the song stuck in auto-playback in my mind.)

It had been YEARS since I had heard that song. (Good heavens; how old WAS I when I last heard that song?!? Ten?!)

So…
“O.K. Lord,…mind telling me why I remember that song NOW?”
And then He let me see a different view and purpose to the old 1973 song.
I had always thought of it, (as a child,) as a song about an incarcerated criminal of some kind. But here I was seeing it, as an everyday – everyone kind of person, trying to do the will of his God, trying to fight off the various demons of hell, and failing many of the times, till finally, he’s granted a rest, and returns home.

Just like me with my husband, amazed that he could ‘still want me’, with all my faults and weaknesses.

“Think of all those ribbons around that tree, ma petite,” my Lord says to me. “Not just one, but a hundred! Now, do you think this is the picture of a lover who’s waiting for the beloved to EARN the love back?”

My head hung down, ashamed. “No Lord,” I replied.

“Just think of the kind of transformational power that comes from this kind of love, ma petite.”

“But Lord,” I argued with Him, “I could not love like that! It feels like I’d just be setting myself up for the next abuse!”

“Remember ma petite,” He gently points out to me, “This person was returning home with his heart in full repent. He KNEW he had hurt his lover; he had already ‘put the blame’ on himself, no matter what the outcome would be. I’m not saying that you should welcome home with open arms and ribbons, the love that still insists they’re right and you’re wrong, or the ones who are still foolish, (ie: full of themselves,) and choosing to continue on in their way. These, still have more fighting to do, before they are free enough, to come home.

I NEED you to love your husband like this ma petite. Whenever he is in ‘repent’. When he’s not, PRAY for his well-fare.”

I asked God, a little later…”Who are those on the bus cheering?” (I was thinking they were His angels, or maybe those followers already up there with Him in heaven.)

“Not just those, ma petite, but those who are also on their way ‘home’.”

Then I realized, just how powerful and encouraging this would be, to others also on their way home, to see such a welcome home for someone just like them…

“What are those ribbons, Lord?”

“Unconditional love.”

I thought for a moment, before adding on, “mine would be colored red though, Lord, right?” (Red is my most favorite color.)

I sensed Him chuckle, and nod a yes. “That they would be ma petite. Made so just for you.”

Thank you for loving me like that, Lord. Thank you for loving me anyways…

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(To be continued…)

An Angel Of The Lord Led Us

Another dream…

We Christians are being rounded up and kept in a fortress. No barbed wire, but banks of earth surround us, placed there by the government. It was not kept locked; you could come and go from its entrance, but there really was no reason to go elsewhere, for there was nothing outside of it except desolation, or more compounds just like it farther away.
 
I kept trying to warn those around me, that this government would one day start killing us, (because we were Christians,) but they thought me crazy, and no one really believed me.

Then one fine bright sunny day, on a government-declared holiday, (similar to America’s Fourth of July,) a girlfriend, (somewhat,) came running up to me and my family, just as we were about to step out into the busy public picnic area, calling my name frantically. When she reached us, she told me that I was right; the government was going to kill everyone in the compound, and that she had just seen (and overheard) the pilots talking as they filled up their planes with the poisons.

These were the same three planes that had been scheduled to take part in an acrobatic air show, in honor of the mandated holiday. 

She described the poisons as being in two parts, one was a gas the pilots called ‘krylon’, (I could be spelling that wrong,) and the other part was some kind of microscopic computer kill chip that was suspended in a mixture of synthetic blood. This chip was designed to penetrate the skin within moments, and would then be transported directly to the heart, where it attached itself and detonated a powerful electric charge, thereby causing the heart to stop beating. It could travel, (given enough time,) and was programmed to seek out all human life forms within the contained area. When all the people had been killed off, the chips self-destructed and became inert.  

We heard the roar of the planes engines as they took to the air. We knew that they would soon be circling round to dump their spray onto the unsuspecting people, as they gathered to picnic out in the main park. 

There was no time to run back to warn anyone, nor retrieve any of our belongings, so we started running towards the outer embankments of the compound as fast as we could.

When we were in sight of the embankment, we seen three large planes begin to descend towards us, but I yelled at everyone to keep running. (They were about to give up, thinking it hopeless, but the Spirit of God kept pushing me forward.)

When the planes were almost above us, I seen them open up their bellies, and begin to spray the reddish-brown fluid down upon us and the city. They thought they had gotten us with the poison, but instead had just missed us by a moment or two, thanks to an odd gust of wind that kicked up as we ran.

As we neared the embankment, I searched for one of the tunnel openings, (like an under-pass of a freeway, but with a shallow stream of water beneath it,) and found one not too far ahead. As we ran to it, we heard the planes circle around for another pass, and hid in some bushes nearby, till they passed over us again. (They did not try to spray us again, for they did not see us.)

Then we scrambled over the rocks and water, as we climbed up and out of the tunnel opening. I had gone last, and just as my foot crossed over it, steel-poled gates fell down from the top of the tunnel, sealing everyone else in. We were all surprised by the gates, for no one had even known that they were there.

The Holy Spirit quickly led us out into the ‘desolation’ area, and away from the compound, towards another compound nearby, that had not been scheduled yet for their ‘altercation’. The ‘desolation’ area was called this, because it had no stores or homes in it, and had been ‘returned’ to its ‘natural’ state. But there were scrub bushes, trees, and some patches of grass around us, so it was somewhat simple to remain hidden from prying eyes, as we traveled to the next compound. (There were no real roads to speak of; air travel had become the preferred way to travel. That or subways beneath the earth.)

As we entered into this next compound, and tried to blend in, we realized that we stood out somewhat, in that our dress was just a little different than the others there. So we still kept to the shadows and the greenery, hoping to blend in enough to pass.

I need not have worried. As we entered, an angel of the Lord appeared before us, and led us through the town, to a place where we were told would be safe for us for a while.

As we passed through the center of the town, we went by little kiosks of food snacks that people were selling to the passer-bys. The angel of the Lord led us close to one of them, and asked us if we were hungry, (we were famished, but just realized this at that moment,) and then motioned with his hand to the buckets of snacks, and said, “Eat.”

The nearest bowls of snacks held confections that were a swirled mix of white and milk chocolate, shaped into small sea shells. We each grabbed a handful or two, as we passed on by, being careful not to cause any to be spilled, (which would get the seller’s attention,) and thereby raising an alarm.

As we passed, I looked back to see how much we had taken from the seller. I was concerned that we had taken too much, and did not want the man to take a loss on his product, as I knew he was just trying to make a living by selling them. But when I looked closer, I found that the baskets were just as full as they had been before, with maybe a few more to top them off. I was relieved.

I kept thinking that we could be seen, and indeed were seen, but somehow, the angel of the Lord shielded us from being seen by those who might mean us harm.

When we reached the ‘safe’ houses, we were split up into different homes, so it would be easier to hide us from the authorities.

In the home I was placed in, one of them understood my problem and wanted me there, and her mate did not. They had one teenage son who was ill with a sore on his neck, and in bed.

Someone nearby, became suspicious of the house I was hiding in, and went to the local authorities. Soon, the government was at the door, to search the house, so I had to find a hiding place.

The first few times of this, was simple, for their search effort was only half-hearted; they came in mostly to question the mom and dad, and not really to search the whole house well to find me. But their visits became more frequent, and their searches more intense. At one point, I went downstairs, and was told by the Holy Spirit, to take a half-full (huge) box of blankets, and dump it over on top of me. When they came downstairs to search the room, they slit open the top of the box I was hiding under, pulled out a few blankets, and then left, figuring I was not there.

The couple was worried about their son, concerned they would be denied help cause of me, so I asked them if they wanted me to lay my hands on the wound. Slowly, with uncertainty, they said yes.

When I went to go wash my hands first, God told me no, and to hold them up to the red heating lamp in their bathroom instead. But I felt this would not sanitize them well enough, so I went over to the mirrored sink and began washing my hands. But the voice inside reprimanded me. “You are not doing what I told you to do.” So I stopped, but it was too late; I had been seen by a police man.

He ran around front to get me, but I ran out the back door and away from the house.

Soon many were out searching for me, so I went underground in the subways to hide.

The subways of this city amazed me; they were so perfectly covered in glossy light blue-green square tiles, reminiscent of the color of water. They were on the floor, the walls, and even the ceiling.

As I made my way down, every so often God would tell me to hide, or press myself into the halls alcove areas that were spread out at regular intervals, and remain still. But after a while I began to question this, for I never seen anyone else in the tunnels. I was about to not do it, when God let me know that I was to do so, for the tunnels were watched by remote sensors that picked up movement, every few minutes or so. The Holy Spirit was helping me avoid the motion detectors, by having me duck into the little ‘doorway-like’ alcoves whenever the sensor was trained to where I was. So I followed the Holy Spirit’s nudges as I made my way through the tunnels.

At one point, I could have taken a right turn, yet I sensed it would only lead me down into further trouble, as it clearly sloped downwards as far as I could see, deeper into the earth, and I could hear the faint sounds of voices and human habitation echoing off the walls in the distance. In that hallway, there were no alcoves, and I sensed from the Holy Spirit that there were no motion sensors there either.  

 

Then my alarm went off, and I woke up.

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