The Broadcast Of Fear

The other day, I was listening to a piece of news at night, in the form of a radio podcast. The topic was on people disappearing, and it started talking about the recent airplane that disappeared. The front of the youtube picture, had the radio numbers and other identifying items written across the screen. At the bottom of it, and towards the center, was a picture of a green alien, holding out his hand and making the ‘peace’ symbol with his fingers.

The news had come from one of my usual Christian sources, so I figured that those that put on the radio show, were also believers.

However, looking at that green alien drawn across their title page, made me wonder. As I stared at it, I sensed a slow insidious demonic attack coming from it, but I just figured that it was from someone who did not understand that aliens are demonic. So, to be safe, I kept the computer screen closed during the recording, so it could not affect me.

As I listened to the recording, about a half hour into the program, they changed the topic and began to discuss the thousands of unsolved missing person cases that have happened in the national parks. For the next half hour, I listened to them describe the profiles of those gone missing. Then with sudden chills in the back of my neck, I realized that I was not alone in the room.

Fear was there with me.

It tried to make me doubt the Lord’s protection over my family, and to question with great fear, a possible future vacation into one of the national parks.

I realized then, that simply closing the computer screen had not kept out the evil. Even though there was no openly evil or pagan things discussed on this show, somehow evil had still permeated the room.

So I opened back up the computer, and shut down the web link, right in the middle of the radio program. I then closed the portal (by claiming it to be so in Jesus name,) and then I cast out the demons that I sensed in the room.

But the whole thing left me feeling kind of uneasy.

So I went out into the kitchen to get a glass of water. Moments later, one of my kids had evidently woken up, and came out to see what was going on, for he had been attacked by demons in his dream. He told me, that he had a nightmare that our family was camping out in one of the national parks, and him and one of his brothers had gotten lost within the park, and that something very evil was chasing them.

I then quickly told him what I had been listening to, and we then cast out any remaining demons together, blessed each other with the blessed olive oil, and then my son went back to bed.

It wasn’t till the next day, that we realized that it had been during the first few hours of the spring equinox, that this had happened to us.

(Much evil in general is wrought during the spring equinox.)

It was interesting for me to discover, that simply closing the computer screen was not enough to keep any demonic interference from the room. It was also interesting, to find that even though the words themselves coming from the recording were not evil, (I still believe that the broadcast was created by Christians,) the story itself was still evil enough for satan to try to use against us.

The Lord Jesus then admonished me to listen to the Holy Spirit that He put inside me, and when I sense that something is not quite clean, to simply turn away from it completely, and have nothing to do with it. If the news message is that important for me to receive, Then the Lord Jesus will find another way to give it to me.

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Scripture:

“Abstain from all appearance of evil.” 1 Thessalonians 5:22 (KJV)

Psalm 23:4 “Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.”

Psalm 34:13 “Keep thy tongue from evil, and thy lips from speaking guile.”

Psalm 34:14 “Depart from evil, and do good; seek peace, and pursue it.”

Psalm 121:7 “The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil: he shall preserve thy soul.”

Psalm 140:1 “Deliver me, O Lord, from the evil man: preserve me from the violent man;”

Proverbs 3:7 “Be not wise in thine own eyes: fear the Lord, and depart from evil.”

Proverbs 16:17 “The highway of the upright is to depart from evil: he that keepeth his way preserveth his soul.”

Ecclesiastes 12:14 “For God shall bring every work into judgment, with every secret thing, whether it be good, or whether it be evil.”

Matthew 6:13 “And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil: For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever. Amen.”

 

A Pile Of Golden Coins

A dream…

I was lying in my bed, sleeping,
When a demon came in the house to attack me.

It came in the form of a burglar,
Intent to steal our family’s meager belongings
And probably even kill me.

To the demon man,
This was just another raid that he was doing,
And he did not have a care for anyone else.

I lay in fear of him discovering me,
But then realized he was already right there in the room next to me, attacking me with fear.

I asked him why he was going about doing this to people, and he started to tell me of the one that he served.

He pointed to a brown paper bag that appeared in the room, and told me to go look inside of it.

So I got up and went to look. The bag was the kind most often used for groceries. (It was a good sized bag.) I seen that it was filled with shiny gold coins. The coins reminded me of the coins that countries of the world mint, with their politicians faces upon them on one side, and their symbolism on the other, and a dollar amount written around the edge or the bottom of the coin. I noticed however, that the bag was only three fourths full. There was plenty more room for more to be added into the bag.

The demon-man then told me, that for every evil service he did for his god, he received from his god, a gold coin that he could spend here on earth.

I could easily see just how much evil this man had already wrought, just by the large number of coins that resided in the bag.

It saddened me, to see so much evil rewarded.

But then I thought of MY God.

“Oh!” I said, jumping over to where there was a large open space, “that’s nothing! My God gives me a pile of golden coins that is THIS high, (I motioned to just below my waist,) and THIS wide, (I motioned to a space about seven feet around,) just because I am HIS!”

The man looked around and asked me, “where is it?”

“It is being stored for me in heaven, so I don’t have to worry about it being stolen by any burglar here on earth.”

Just as I finished speaking, a portal opened up into heaven, and we both could easily see the pile of coins that I was describing. These coins looked different than the man’s coins. These golden coins were so shiny, that they glowed with a bluish white, heavenly light. And these coins held the face of my God upon them, which is what made the coins glow with such power, as if one was looking directly into the sun itself. I could not make out the face of my God upon the coin, (because they were that bright,) but I knew that my God’s face was upon them none the less. I reached in through the portal, and took one coin from the pile, and held it out for him to see it.

I had the attention of the demon-man then. He frowned with uncertainty as he listened to me speak.

“You see,” I explained to him, “If I wanted to, I can take a coin, or ‘talent’, as I call them, and spend it by asking my God to heal someone. Or, I could take one to ask for a prayer to be answered. I can even remove demons in my God’s Name with just one of these coins.”

“Yeah,” he replied, still full of skepticism, “but can you use those coins in the REAL world?”

I smiled. “I can use them to ask for whatever I have need of, and it will be given unto me.”

The man thought about it for a moment but then scoffed.
“Ah, so what! I can buy all that with my coins as well!”

Then with rich satisfaction in my voice, for I knew what I was about to say would be better than whatever he could come up with, I said, “But, every time I spend one of my golden talents, my God gives me back that talent coin and then GREATLY MULTIPLIES back to me what I had just spent! That means when I spend just one coin, I automatically get four or more to replace it!”

I could see that the thought of this blew the man right out of his smugness and his disdain.

I looked at the demon man then, and asked him innocently, “Does YOUR god do that for you?”

All I heard form the man then, was a soft whisper. “No…”

The portal to heaven slowly closed, leaving me standing there before the demon/man.

He then seemed to remember why he was standing there, and started towards me with an evil look in his eyes.

I knew he was going to try and hurt me somehow.

The demon-man expected me to cry out in fear, but I simply held out the coin that was still in my hands, and said “I cast you out robber demon man in the Name of Jesus. Now get out of my house!”

And with that spoken, the talent held in my hand dissolved into nothingness, as did the demon-man before me.

I then looked upwards to the ceiling, and seen another portal unto heaven open up. I seen my pile of golden coins still sitting there on the floor. And then I seen a hand reach down towards the pile, and add six more golden coins on top of my heap of treasure.

God smiled, I smiled, and then I woke up.

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Later on that day, I found my beloved husband getting more and more upset, at a puzzle piece that he needed to solve for work, but could not. When he told me how he had worked at the problem for several hours but couldn’t figure it out, and that he’d probably be up all night working on it, I told him that I would go pray.

So I stopped what I was doing, and went to kneel before my Lord and asked Him to help my husband find the solution he was looking for. I prayed for a good ten to fifteen minutes, and then sensed it was o.k. to stop; that God had heard my prayers. Five minutes later, my husband comes back out of his office, and says to me, “Thank you for praying. I finally solved the problem.” I could see that a great burden had been lifted off his shoulders.

I jumped up with delight and hugged him. “Thank you Jesus,” I said, “for answering my prayers!”

As my husband went to get ready to go to sleep for the night, I knelt down before my Lord and thanked Him again for answering my prayer.

“Ah ma petite,” the Lord tells me, “you used one of your coins tonight, didn’t you?”

I smiled, and said “Yes.”

And then I heard the clink of several more coins being added to my treasure up in heaven.

“That delight, that you showed when you thanked Me for the answered prayer, is what causes such great increase in your treasure in heaven.”

Then the Lord told me, “Tell them ma petite. Share this with My people. They need to know that they too, have such a treasure in heaven with their name on it, just waiting for them to use it. And the more they use it, the more their treasure will grow. Tell them. Especially when hard times come, they must remember it and use it. I have already provided for them. But they must take what I have given them, and use it in My name.”

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Matthew 25:14-30
1599 Geneva Bible (GNV)
14 [a]For the kingdom of heaven is as a man that going into a strange country, called his servants, and delivered to them his goods.
15 And unto one he gave five talents, and to another two, and to another one, to every man after his own [b]ability, and straightway went from home.
16 Then he that had received the five talents, went and occupied with them, and gained other five talents.
17 Likewise also he that received two, he also gained other two.
18 But he that received that one, went and dug it in the earth, and hid his master’s money.
19 But after a long season, the master of those servants came, and reckoned with them.
20 Then came he that had received five talents, and brought other five talents, saying, Master, thou deliveredst unto me five talents: behold, I have gained with them other five talents.
21 Then his master said unto him, It is well done good servant and faithful, Thou hast been faithful in little, I will make thee ruler over much: [c]enter into thy master’s joy.
22 Also he that had received two talents, came, and said, Master, thou deliveredst unto me two talents: behold, I have gained two other talents more.
23 His master said unto him, It is well done good servant, and faithful, Thou hast been faithful in little, I will make thee ruler over much: enter into thy master’s joy.
24 Then he that had received the one talent, came, and said, Master, I knew that thou wast an hard man, which reapest where thou sowedst not, and gatherest where thou strawedst not:
25 I was therefore afraid, and went, and hid thy talent in the earth: behold, thou hast thine own.
26 And his master answered, and said unto him, Thou evil servant, and slothful, thou knewest that I reap where I sowed not, and gather where I strawed not.
27 Thou oughtest therefore to have put my money to the [d]exchangers, and then at my coming should I have received mine own with vantage.
28 Take therefore the talent from him, and give it unto him which hath ten talents.
29 For unto every man that hath, it shall be given, and he shall have abundance, and from him that hath not, even that he hath shall be taken away.
30 Cast therefore that unprofitable servant into utter darkness: there shall be weeping and gnashing of teeth.

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When Death Passed Over Me

(I post this entry tonight, in honor of the Jewish Passover)

I was awoken from a deep sleep,
In the middle of the night.

My heart pumped and pounded faster and harder than it ever had before,
And I began to sweat.
My chest and one whole side of me, especially my arm were in intense pain,
My lungs tried to pull in air as I gasped,
But only a small amount of air went in.
I was unable to move; the pain was simply too great.
Then fear and panic tried to convince me that I was going to die.

I opened my eyes
And could just make out
An enormous dark, heavy shadow spirit
Sitting upon my chest.

“What are you gonna do, Dooonameees?” It sneered at me.
“You have no one who can help you now…”

Normally I’d simply reach out to my husband lying beside me,
And ask him to pray for me and bless me with the anointing olive oil,
But alas, my husband was away on a week long business trip,
And I couldn’t even move to get to the phone to call him.

If my husband wasn’t available, I’d go to one of my nearby children,
who’s closest bedroom was down the hall from ours,
And ask them to do the same for me.
But once again, I simply could not move.
I couldn’t even pull in enough air into my lungs
to cry out loud enough to be heard by someone else in the house!

The massive black demon above me seemed to know this.
“So where ya gonna go to now?” it laughed.

Just then,
A vision/portal began to open up in front of me,
And I could just make out the face of this woman named Donna.
She had been a lead singer that I had admired in one of the local Sunday morning worship services that I had gone to for a few times a while back. 
This woman could get up in front of the small church group,
and belt out those worship songs so strong, firm, and clear,
uncaring of any imperfection that may have crossed into her voice.

She was singing something now.
And with great joy, I realized that I knew the song!

So I began to sing it with what little breath I had left:

“I go to the rock of my salvation
I go to the stone that the builders rejected
I go to the mountain and the mountain stands by me
when all around me’s sinking sand
on Christ that solid rock I stand
when I need a shelter when I need a friend I go to my Rock.”

The panic had gone, and my heart no longer raced as fast as before.
But the pain remained.
Indeed, it had become stronger,
And I wondered why it was.

“You haven’t cast it out yet,” said the Voice within,
So I pulled in another breath,
And whispered out the next song:

“I command you satan, in the name of the Lord,
Take up your weapons and flee!
For the Lord has given us authority
To walk all over thee!
What a mighty God we serve! What a mighty God we serve!
Angels bow before Him, heaven and earth adore Him,
What a mighty God we serve!”

At first, the pain became even more stronger,
But after the third time singing this hymn,
The pain, along with the demon, began to fade.
By the fourth round, I knew the danger had passed.

I managed then, to pull up a few more hymns that I knew by heart,
Along with a few snatches of those that I struggled to recall,
And sang them out loud over and over again with vibrato,
Right there in my bedroom,
for my heart was overflowing with His Joy!

THANK YOU DEAREST JESUS CHRIST OF NAZARETH!!!

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“I will love thee, O LORD, my strength. The LORD is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust; my buckler, and the horn of my salvation, and my high tower. I will call upon the LORD, who is worthy to be praised: so shall I be saved from mine enemies.

The sorrows of hell compassed me about: the snares of death prevented me. In my distress I called upon the LORD, and cried unto my God: he heard my voice out of his temple, and my cry came before him, even into his ears.

He delivered me from my strong enemy, and from them which hated me: for they were too strong for me. They prevented me in the day of my calamity: but the LORD was my stay.

As for God, his way is perfect: the word of the LORD is tried: he is a buckler to all those that trust in him. For who is God save the LORD? or who is a rock save our God?

The LORD liveth; and blessed be my rock; and let the God of my salvation be exalted.(!)
 
(Psalm 18:1-3, 5-6, 17-18, 30-31, 46, KJV)

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