A Spirit of Priest-craft


My husband and I had a wonderful get away for our thirtieth wedding anniversary. We were able to spend time alone with each other, and re-bond as husband and wife.

When we returned home, things were just as good between us, until one evening, we found us at each other’s throats. The abruptness of it startled both of us, and the severity of angry emotions we had not experienced in years made no sense.

The arguing was over silly small stuff, such as if we should drive a half a mile over to the next store, or if we really needed that item on the grocery list. My husband yelled at me, and I wanted to slap him! We just don’t experience those kinds of emotions anymore in our marriage, for we know well who they are really from. Even knowing this, it took several minutes to push away the attacks and reach out to each other in love. We promptly cast out the demons we thought were attacking us, in the name of Jesus. We had forgiven each other, but it still felt testy between us. I could not understand what had happened, for such an attack upon us to take place. Yes, we were away from the home, but we went to the same old places that we had no problems with before, and we bound up any demons that were in the stores as we walked through them.

So it really confused me, as to why we were attacked like that.

When we got home, we were told that our oldest son had run into that Jehovah’s witness, the mom of my other son’s friend, (yes, the one who cast us out of her home during the fire,) at the local coffee shop. She tried to manipulate my son into agreeing with whatever she said, (apparently for some reason she still blames me for what she did,) and then tried to convert him over to her religion. My children were brought up to respect their elders, so he did not know how to handle it, when she argued with him over the scriptures. He tried to stick up for what he believes, but it was not easy for him. Finally, before she left, she reached out and gave him a hug goodbye.

When I was told this, the puzzle pieces fell into place. My son and I exchanged notes on when she hugged him, (he looked at his watch just seconds afterwards,) and we then realized that hug must have taken place just moments before we were attacked. Yet it still confused me, for we were many miles apart from each other. When I went to the Lord, He told me that we were attacked by a spirit of priest-craft. These kinds of demons are found in every Jehovah’s witness, (they come from the elders in that cult,) and they are known to cause problems and fighting within marriages. Even their literature left at the front door of a home can cause issues for those who reside within. I cast them from us in the name of Jesus, and the last testiness between me and my husband finally left us.

What amazed me, was how having the woman hug my son, opened up a doorway for her demons to attack me and my husband all the way across town! I used to think that a person’s demons could not so easily transfer to you unless you were physically close to them. How wrong I was! All it took was a physical touch to my son, for her demons to attack us.

Again, the scriptures that comes to mind, is “lay hands suddenly on no man , neither be partaker of other men’s sins: keep thyself pure. ” (1 Timothy 5:22 KJV)

A Dam Breaking

A dream…

I am standing in a long, long hallway/tunnel. The floor was tiled in cheap linoleum, the kind industrial offices often put in warehouses. It was so polished and shiny that It reflected the light off from the ceiling. The walls on either side, as well as the ceiling above, are made from huge cement blocks, painted in a light bright gyellow. Above, was the electrified hum of a hundred fluorescent bulbs that sounded like it had already hummed for many a day.

The silence was eerie and complete.

There was no one near me.

I looked down the hallway in one direction, as far as the eye could see, and all that could be seen, is more electrified hallway. No end could be seen.

I then turned to the other end, and all I could see, was a tiny speck of black far off in the distance, like an insect. Everything else looked just as the opposite side of the hallway. Endless.

Then I realized where I must be; I was at the base of some kind of dam, just like the one me and the boys had toured for a field trip all those years ago.

I wondered why I was just left standing there, and figured that someone had been sent there to come and get me. These tunnels were notoriously long, and they usually used motorized golf carts to travail back and forth in them. There was probably one on its way to pick me up. So I sat down and waited.

As I waited, I noticed that the black speck off in the distance was growing larger.

Then I realized, that it was no insect at all, but walked like a human, and it was coming towards me.

Then my vision cleared again, and I could see that it was a demon wearing a black cape.

I began to panic, and tried to look for a place to hide, but there was none.

As it got closer, I could feel the death that radiated outwards from it. I thought to cower to one side as it passed me, hoping it would not notice me, but then realized how foolish that thought was, for in the next instant it was upon me.

Compared to this demon, I was but the size of an ant, scurrying around in circles before him. This demon was beyond huge, beyond even the nephilim of old.

It passed me by without even a glance in my direction.

But I did see its face. It was a grim reaper, like the ones that brought death to those it visited. Its face was only bleached bones, and its eyes were hollowed out pools of black ink.

I could not tell if there was any other color to its face, for it hurt to look upon it, and I was already shaking like a leaf, so great was my fear in seeing such a creature come towards me.

To this demon I was of no consequence. I simply did not matter at all. It knew I could not touch it.

And it knew its purpose.

I knew it then, too.

The Lord Himself, was somehow protecting me from this hideous demon, as it passed over me. I got down onto my hands and knees and thanked Him profusely!

I sensed that once this demon reached the other side, the dam would fall and many people would die.

I was immobilized from the shock of it all,
Realizing just how many people would die from such a dam breaking, but I could do nothing.

I watched the demon fade off into the distance into the size of a small dot at the end of a sentence.

When I could no longer see even that, I woke up, suddenly gasping for air.

* * * *

“I know the plans I have for you declares the Lord,
Plans to prosper you and not to harm you,
To give you a hope and a future.”
(Jeremiah 29:11)

“And the heaven departed as a scroll when it is rolled together; and every mountain and island were moved out of their places.”
(Revelation 6:14)

“For nation will rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom, and in various places there will be famines and earthquakes.”
(Matthew 24:7)