Staying in an Unbeliever’s Home

I sensed from the Lord that I was to get on line and ask my friends to pray for us, so I did. It is something I do not like doing, for I hate to bother others with my needs. I figure they have their own problems to deal with, and do not need mine to add to their burdens. But then He reminds me of how I am blessed when I pray for others and then get to see the answered prayers. So I went ahead and sent out my prayer requests.

The parents of my son’s friend set up an air mattress in the middle of their living room for us to sleep on, and one of my other boys slept in the friend’s room.

That first night I slept there, satan kept trying to attack me, by whispering in my ear, that our house was gone. And every time he did so, I refuted it. He kept asking me, “How can you even think that your home is still there? Even the firemen told you it was gone!” But I kept claiming the Word out loud, (of which he hated,) and claimed yet again that it would still be there. Then he kept trying to hit me with those ‘what if’ questions, but I refused to give in to those thoughts either. After a few hours of these kinds of attacks, I finally fell asleep.

The next morning I awoke to find my husband gone. He had driven back home to see if we still had one.

I realized then, that the battle for my home was much more serious than I had first thought. It felt as if everything was resting on that one piece of scripture. I had felt Him tell me that I could claim it, and my children had felt the same from the Lord concerning our home. Wishful thinking or not, it still came down to that passage in the bible. Was God’s Word true or not? It says “If you live in Me…” well, I knew that I lived in Him, for I went to Him, asking Him what it is that He wants me to do, and when that is done, I go back and ask Him what I should do next. If that isn’t living in Him, then I don’t know what is. And then it said “And My Words live in you…” well, this got me hung up for a few moments, for I am not one of those people who have a hundred pieces of scripture memorized and can just whip them out as needed. But then I felt the Lord Jesus remind me, that I still use His Word on a daily basis, as I cast out demons and heal the sick, so I would still qualify for His promises. If I lost my home, that was one thing, for we could get another, but if I lost my faith, that was completely something else, for my God is irreplaceable! I felt as if this was actually a battle for my faith in Christ. If my home remained, then God’s Word was true. If it did not…

Well, you can see how this all affected me. Satan was relentless in his attacks. They physically tired me out.

The mother in the home, (the dad had gone off to work,) was also tiring me out, for she seemed to take for granted that we had lost our home. But I refused to talk with her about rebuilding it, and told her that I firmly believed that God would save it.

Then my husband calls. OUR HOME IS STILL STANDING! ALL GLORY BE TO JESUS CHRIST OF NAZARETH!

Apparently, the wind had shifted at the last moment, JUST AS WE HAD CLAIMED, saving our home from total destruction. Firemen were camped out at our place, still fighting the fire. My husband (and only my husband, no others from the family,) was allowed back into the house, to get any emergency medicines or important papers. The air was filled with thick falling ash, making it hard to breathe. He was led in by a police man, and given only a few minutes to retrieve what he could. The police man never checked his identification; he just asked him if he needed help in breaking into the home. My husband looked at him funny, and got out his key to enter. After four minutes, the policeman came and escorted him off our property.

That was the last time we seen our home for many days. After that, they refused to let anyone into the area.

The woman we were staying with, proclaimed that we were “very lucky” that our home survived. It felt like another attack from satan when she said that, so I told her flat out that I did not believe in that kind of “luck” for believers, and that it was the Lord that kept our home safe, just as I had claimed through the scriptures.

That night, we switched rooms with my son, and he slept out on the air mattress, and we slept in the bedroom. Satan kept trying to attack me like he had done the night before, but it was to no avail, for our house still stood. But then as I fell asleep, I had horrendous dreams of a great fire overtaking everything in its path. I dreamed that it not only took out our house, but it was now coming for me. They were incredibly satanic somehow, and when I awoke the next morning, I told my son about it, and asked him if he had experienced such dreams here. He nodded in agreement, and then frowned. He walked back into the room, stood there for a moment, before walking over to the headboard of the bed, (it was actually a shelf where you could store books and such,) and then grabbed something from beneath a pile of papers. It was a large deck of playing cards. “Yugioh cards!” he exclaimed, and then he showed me the top card that was facing upwards.

It was the fire demon card.

And it looked exactly like my nightmare.

We put them in a drawer face down, and then bound them up in the name of Jesus, and then claimed that they could not affect anyone in our family anymore.

The stress was really getting to me, so I begged the Lord to make this whole mess just go away. He then reminded me of the dream about the colonel that He had given me a short while ago. I told Him that I didn’t want to be a colonel, but just an average believer who’d get to heaven one day. At this, I felt the Lord take a step back from me, leaving me exposed. “Are you SURE you want this?” He asks me sternly.

And then I began to cry. Through all the stuff I had been through, I had not shed a tear. But THIS caused me to cry. I could feel the presence of the Lord begin to leave me, and it terrified me no small amount. So I broke down and told Him that “No, I will still do and be whatever You want me to; just please help me get through this!”

Then I felt the Lord’s presence envelope me once again, and I felt and sensed His angels surrounding me. I felt their peace and strength fill me, and I immediately calmed back down and stopped crying.

I realized then, that this was what the colonel dream had foretold. Staying there in that home, and feeling as if I was falling from the sky, (I was still shaky and unable to eat much from nerves,) was just what I had experienced in the dream. The knowledge that we were all protected somehow, and that there were other unbelievers there with us, made me realize that the colonel dream was referring to this moment in time. My questioning the Lord on the title of colonel, is what might have tipped over the shield that we were traveling in, had I let it.

Soon we started getting information on others who have been affected by the fire. One of my son’s friends lost their home. This boy was the one who had called my son and told him about the fire headed our way in the first place. My son had called him back, and told him that his family was in danger, and that they had to start evacuating now. My son then tried to tell him about claiming, and that he should do this for his home. “What’s claiming?” he asked, and then the phone went dead, so he could not tell him more.

I had asked my son, why he did not just claim that his friend’s home would be saved too. He told me that the Lord told him that as believers themselves, they must speak for their own house, and that he was not to do it for them.

When my son had given them the warning, they had first laughed it off. But an hour later, they were busy packing up their stuff. They had over six hours to remove most of their belongings, and move them to his grandmother’s house just a short distance away. They were able to clear out their home fairly well; not much was left in it when the fire finally took it. His grandmother had died a few months before, and they had been reluctant to put the house on the market. Now her house would be theirs to live in from now on.

I found out that they had said quite often, that if there was ever a fire near their property, their home would surely go up in flames. Their grandfather firmly believed that this would happen to his family one day, and his children believed him, and ended up claiming this for themselves.

THEY HAD CLAIMED THAT THEIR HOUSE WOULD BURN AND IT DID!

We then found out more about the homes that were destroyed near our house. The elderly Catholic lady and her husband, (a real sweet couple,) were the first to lose their home in our area. My husband then remembered that they had said at the last neighborhood party, that if there was ever a fire coming towards them, that their home would be the first to go up in flames.

AND JUST AS THEY CLAIMED, SO IT HAPPENED!

I spoke to a sister in Christ who is also my neighbor, and she told me that their house is still standing.

SHE TOO, HAD USED THE SAME EXACT PIECE OF SCRIPTURE TO CLAIM THAT THEIR HOUSE WOULD REMAIN UNTOUCHED! SHE CLAIMED IN HIS NAME THAT IT WOULD NOT BURN AND IT DID NOT!

They had a fireman call them up and tell then that he had personally witnessed their house going up in flames. Can you imagine it? Making the same claim upon God and then being told that? Oi! How she must have suffered! This woman must be incredibly strong spiritually. It wasn’t until a neighbor sandwiched between her home and mine called her and asked her for any diesel that they might have, that they found out the truth. The fire had circled back around one night, and took out the home directly next to them, and this is the home the fireman had assumed was theirs.

She told me that ALL THE HOMES BETWEEN MY HOUSE AND HERS WERE SAFE,

And that ALL THE OTHER HOMES AROUND US WERE GONE.

That means the witch’s home, the new age’s home, the agnostic’s homes and the atheist’s homes were all DESTROYED.

This same neighbor called us too, and told us that he had somehow sneaked back in and was trying to live in his house. (He lives between me and my Christian friend.) He told us that the firemen had moved on, but that there were still several spot fires on our property that he was still dousing with water. Several looters had infiltrated the area, and he had to chase them off with his gun and his dog. He was telling us that he would have to soon leave, for he could find no more diesel to run his generator. He had sent his son out to go get more, but the cops arrested him as he tried to get back in. We told him how to get into our garage, and that he could use our generator instead, which took propane, and there was plenty of that in the garages that were left. Then he told me that my chickens were safe, and that he was looking for something to feed them with. A phone call later to our Christian neighbors, told him where to get the feed that was needed from their garage.

OH HOW OUR LORD JESUS CHRIST PROVIDES FOR HIS CHILDREN!!

The lady of the house we were staying in did not like to hear any this. She kept arguing with me, insisting that it was all just luck. She brought up examples of family members dying young from cancer. I asked her if the cancer demon was cast out. She says they prayed, but to no avail. I told her that she must cast it out in Jesus name. Then she said “So you have to do it in a specific way, or He won’t honor it?” (She said this very sarcastically, as if I was crazy for even thinking it.) I told her that the Lord has given us examples in His Word, and that this is what we go by. She came back and started quoting the bible where it talks about no one being above another. (What this had to do with the argument confused me; anyone who lives in Him, and His words live in them, can make such claims. Sadly, I got pulled away before I could give her that answer.)  I wish I had my Geneva bible, and not the corrupt NIV, for the NIV has some very important scriptures missing from it. I had kept the bible because of all the notes I had put in it over the years. (This has taught me to transfer the notes to the new one, and then get rid of it. After all, who wants to be caught with a weak sword that breaks or bends in battle?)

When I returned, her husband was looking at me and smiling as if to say, “now you’re gonna get it!” He acted like he had sat down to watch a good fight on T.V.. She started asking me questions about what I believe, and made statements on her beliefs that were designed to draw me out. Some I sensed from the Lord to say nothing about, while others I got no warning message, so I would try to quote the right scriptures to match the topic, just as she was doing. At first I thought she was actually interested in what I had to share, but then towards the end, I sensed she simply wanted to fight. At this point, I let a distraction break off the conversation, and left the room.

The next night was much better in terms of sleep, though while writing on the computer, I found myself under attack once again. I sensed evil starring at me. I asked the Lord where this was coming from, and it turns out that this kid had more decks of yugioh cards sitting on his desk where I was working. So I bound them up and turned them away from me, and was able to then work unmolested.

The next day, the boy whose room we were staying in, (he is a believer,) returned to see how we were doing. So I told him about the yugioh cards in his room, and that they were cursed items that needed to be removed at some point, for his peace and safety, if he was ever going to stay there again. (He was no longer living there, but at times he had stayed there overnight.)

His mother heard me saying this to her son, and became very angry. She then came to the conclusion that it was me that was bringing in the demons, for she had not run into them before.

An hour later, right before bed time, her and her husband decided to kick us all out of their home. “Take your demons and get out!” she screamed at me. I tried to tell her that she could check up on the yugioh cards on line for herself, and see just how evil they really were, but she refused to listen.

Her son, the one who is friends with one of my boys, told them that they could not just cast us out without no warning, for even hotels gave a night’s notice. So they let us stay that night, but told us we had to leave right away the next morning.

Apparently, satan didn’t want to be bound up, nor did he want to be removed any more from their house, and fought back the only way he could.

In prayer time, the Lord revealed to me, how this family worked. I had always wondered if her husband was still a believer, but not anymore. I know this may sound crazy, but it’s almost as if he keeps her on a leash, and sends her out to go attack, and then when he thinks enough blood is spilled, he reigns her back in. This way, he looks like the good guy, even though he is not, and she gets to vent her beliefs, without making everyone look bad. What kind of a believer would sic their unbelieving wife on another believer, in order to watch them fight? My son described her as being extremely conniving and underhanded, never knowing when she would fly off the handle and start screaming at something or someone. To me, it was all very confusing. I had thought for the most part that we were getting along just fine, not agreeing with each other, but still respecting each other’s beliefs. But my son told me that she can put on a mask that makes her look all nice and friendly, when underneath she is anything but.

All night long, satan attacked me, very similar to my first night there in their house. He tried to convince me, that we would end up on the streets. (We had been told that all the hotels within an hours drive were all booked up already from fire evacuees.) But this time, he could not hit me as much, for I had won the biggest faith battle I had yet to ever encounter, and I knew that I could easily make another claim upon Jesus for shelter. So I did. I kept claiming that He would bring us to a better place to stay. Then He had me read psalm 23 out loud. It has been a long time since I read it.

The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures,
He leads me beside quiet waters,
He restores my soul…

After I read through the whole psalm, He had me go back and meditate on the first part that I just shared with you.

The peace of His Word settled over my heart and soul, and greatly comforted me. I knew then for sure, that we shall not want, and that even amidst a great fire, he would find us a place to lie down in green pastures.

Another piece of scripture He led me to, is Psalm 5:11-12

But let all who take refuge in You be glad;
Let them ever sing for joy.
Spread Your protection over them,
That those who love Your name may rejoice in You.
For surely, O Lord, You bless the righteous;
You surround them with Your favor as with a shield.

(Remember the dream of the colonel? The Lord told me this scripture was the container, kind of like an upside down shield of old, that we were all in, as we fell down to the earth.)

The next morning, around noon, my husband got a response from one of his friends. (This was the one who had first offered my husband shelter.) He was out of town fishing, but told us where the key was, and that we could go in and make ourselves comfortable.

So we packed up and got ready to leave. As I was getting into the car, I heard the Lord Jesus tell me to wipe off my feet. I thought this really odd, and wondered what could be on the bottom of my shoes. I thought I should go back inside, and wash off my sandals in the sink, for they would get much cleaner that way. But I felt Him say no, and then tell me to simply brush off the top of my feet with my hands. I felt really odd in doing this, but I obeyed Him and brushed off the top of my feet. I then got into the car to leave.

As we drove off, we went a short distance, before my son in the car with me suddenly got very upset, and told me to stop the car. So I pulled over to the side, and he then grabbed my hand and told me that the woman had just tried to send her demons onto us, and that we had to cast them out from our car and claim that they would not follow us.

After doing this, he calmed back down, and we then drove to the next place to stay.

TO BE CONTINUED….

Luke 11:24-26 In Real Time With A Jehovah’s Witness

 

 

My child has a best friend, who’s mother is a Jehovah’s Witness. At first we were told that she was not a strong witness, and was still a Christian, so my son did not get too concerned about getting together with his friend in his house.

But then my son went over to his best friend’s house this past Thursday night, to work on a school project together. All seemed quiet and peaceful, until a group of Jehovah’s Witness elders came to the door, and asked to speak to this kid’s mom. She went out and spent several hours with them, talking out in the yard. My son could see and feel the demons presence. The JW elders that were visiting had huge dark demons attached to them. As they met and spoke, even more demons came forth. Towards the end of their meeting, there was a large swarm of black demons swooping around in their back yard.

My son bound them up in the name of Jesus, claiming that they could not harm him. The demons left my son alone. When my son and his friend finished their work for the night, my son left through the front door, and drove home.

That Saturday, my son and his friend got together again at his house. They planned to spend the whole evening there working on the college project together.

While they were there, his mom asked my son about a church that was not too far away. My son told her that he had been there once, and that it was a good one to try, if she was interested in checking it out. She started asking my son questions about the church, such as what they believed in. When she asked him if they believed in hell, my son told her that they did. “Do you believe in hell?,” she asked my son.

My son said “Yes.”

At this, the woman’s husband got up and left the room.

Then she started to verbally attack my son for believing in hell, claiming that the bible does not mention hell, and that hell was man’s invention, not Jehovah’s. She kept quoting from the JW ‘New World Translation’ bible, and pressuring my son to “give God a chance”.

My son used the King James Version to counter every piece of scripture that she used, showing how there is indeed, a hell, according to God’s Word. But the mom simply said that the King James Version was corrupt, and not to be trusted. At that point, my son knew it was of no use to keep arguing, for she was not willing to look at the truth.

While all this was going on, my son kept binding up and casting out the demons under his breath, that were radiating outwards from her, in the name of Jesus. But for every one he bound up and cast out, several more then entered in. It was Luke 11:24-26 in real time. He watched as the demons kept increasing and growing, till he said the very foundations of the house began to tremble and shake. (There were no actual seismic tremors recorded in the area at that time. What he felt, was spiritual. But it still shook him up just the same.)

It was very hard for my son to witness all this, for he had come to care for his best friend’s family, and to see his best friend’s mom so attacked without recourse, was just too much for him to bear.

So he started to cry. Not bawling or anything so severe, but just tears that dripped one by one from his eyes. When he looked over at his friend, he seen that his friend was also crying, just like him.

As his mom continued on with her rant, (neither my son or his friend was allowed to get a word in edgewise at this point,) My son felt the Holy Spirit tell him to get out, for the foundations of his friends house was shaking even worse, and he was not to be in it any longer.

So, forgoing all the usual polite goodbye formalities, he simply got up and walked out of the house.

His friend followed him, and they both drove back to our place.

They arrived, both still in tears. They told me what had happened, and I could see grief and shame in his friend’s expression. Apparently, this was not the first time that this boy’s mom had verbally attacked one of his friends with her Jehovah’s witness beliefs. This boy did not bring many of his friends home because of this. But this time, the boy had seen a dark shadow go into his mother. This is why he too, had started to cry.

I felt bad for the boy’s father. He is not a Jehovah’s witness, but is a believer instead. And he believes he must follow the scriptures where it says in 1 Corinthians 7:12-16, (KJV), “But to the rest speak I, not the Lord: If any brother hath a wife that believeth not, and she be pleased to dwell with him, let him not put her away.” So he remains with her, despite the spirit of the anti-Christ that resides within her. That must be a very difficult thing to do.

My son feels bad for his friend’s younger brother. He just got baptized as a Jehovah’s witness this past Saturday. Getting baptized as a Jehovah’s witness is not the same as getting baptized as a believer in Jesus Christ. When you get baptized as a Jehovah’s witness, you receive Jehovah’s witness demons. When you get baptized in the name of Jesus Christ, you receive the Holy Spirit.

We talked for several hours afterwards, going over the scriptures with the KJV, Geneva 1599, and even the 1537 Matthews bible and Tyndale’s 1526 translation (original spelling edition,) of the New Testament. Even if the Jehovah’s witnesses didn’t use the names of hell that they like to re-write their own definitions of, there was still an actual description of a place that sounded very much like hell. (It certainly could not be thought of as the grave, which is what they like to believe sheol really means.)

Then the boys discovered that the JW bible, the New World Translation, was not written by scholars well versed in the ancient languages, but was re-written by a group of nameless JW elders, to fit their beliefs.

Meanwhile I was going through a struggle all my own. I had met this woman, the mother of my son’s friend, and I had liked her. At first, I had thought that the Jehovah’s witnesses were just another denomination of Christianity, but suddenly this didn’t seem to fit anymore. So I asked the Lord Jesus if she really was a believer. And my answer was a question that He asked of me instead. “Do the Jehovah’s witnesses believe that Jesus Christ has come in the flesh?”

So I researched it, and to my great sorrow, I discovered that they do not. They don’t even believe that the Holy Spirit resides inside believers today, guiding them and directing them. And it says right in scripture: “For many deceivers are entered into the world, who confess not that Jesus Christ is come in the flesh. This is a deceiver and an antichrist.” (2 John 1:7) and in 1 John 4:1-3 it says: “Beloved, do not believe every spirit, but test the spirits to see whether they are from God, because many false prophets have gone out into the world. By this you know the Spirit of God: every spirit that confesses that Jesus Christ has come in the flesh is from God; and every spirit that does not confess Jesus is not from God; this is the spirit of the antichrist, of which you have heard that it is coming, and now it is already in the world.…”

Wow. An anti-Christ!

I cried when I read this, for I knew then that her soul was not saved.

As I thought about it all, I realized that this was the first time that one of my kids had to leave a place because of the demons that were there. Usually, my kids bind them up in the name of Jesus, and the demons leave them alone in peace. He had been over at his friend’s house before, and had discussions with his mom before about Jesus, but any demons that had come forth, he had been able to bind them up in Jesus name and then change the topic.

I knew there had to be some reason that the demons were extra strong that day. So I asked my son’s friend if the witness elders might have given his mom anything to bring into the house. “Yes,” he replied. “Stacks of The Watchtower Magazine!”

Ah. I had heard of these magazines being so cursed that once they enter into a person’s home, arguing enters in and peace leaves those who reside with them.

My son also told me, that he felt one of the problems, besides the fact that she wanted to keep her demons, (meaning she wanted to stay a Jehovah’s witness,) is that it was on her territory, and that this is what gave the demons such power to attack my son.

I share this with you, for there are a number of people contacting me, asking me for help in getting free from their families or relatives demons, who believe in another religion. You need to know, that sometimes the only way to deal with it, is to stop trying to cast out their demons and simply get out of their house.

But keep praying for them. God’s Word says in James 5:16, “…The effective prayer of a righteous man can accomplish much.…”

Would you please join me in saying a quick prayer for this woman?

Dear Jesus, please remove the scales from her eyes, and reveal to her the real truth of Your word. Help her to realize, that those seven men who run the watchtower from Brooklyn New York are fallible men, and not worthy of entrusting one’s soul to. Jesus is the only one we should entrust our soul to. Come into her life and into her son’s life, and let them both have a personal relationship with You. I ask this in the name of Jesus. Amen and hallelujah!

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“If they speak not according to this word, it is because there is no light in them.” (Isaiah 8:20)

Luke 11:24-26 (GNV) “When the unclean spirit is gone out of a man, he walketh through dry places, seeking rest: and when he findeth none, he saith, I will return unto mine house whence I came out. And when he cometh, he findeth it swept and garnished. Then goeth he, and taketh to him seven other spirits worse than himself: and they enter in, and dwell there: so the last state of that man is worse than the first.”

Luke 16: 22-26 KJV “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.”

Revelation 21:8, KJV “But the fearful, and unbelieving, and the abominable, and murderers, and whoremongers, and sorcerers, and idolaters, and all liars, shall have their part in the lake which burneth with fire and brimstone: which is the second death.”

Deuteronomy 32:22 “For a fire is kindled in mine anger, and shall burn unto the lowest hell, and shall consume the earth with her increase, and set on fire the foundations of the mountains.”

Job 26:6 “Hell is naked before him, and destruction hath no covering.”

Psa 55:15 “Let death seize upon them, and let them go down quick into hell: for wickedness is in their dwellings, and among them.”

Prov 27:20 “Hell and destruction are never full; so the eyes of man are never satisfied.”

Mat 10:28 “And fear not them which kill the body, but are not able to kill the soul: but rather fear him which is able to destroy both soul and body in hell.”

Mark 9:43 “And if thy hand offend thee, cut it off: it is better for thee to enter into life maimed, than having two hands to go into hell, into the fire that never shall be quenched:”

Mark 9:47 “And if thine eye offend thee, pluck it out: it is better for thee to enter into the kingdom of God with one eye, than having two eyes to be cast into hell fire:”

Matthew 13:50 “And shall cast them into the furnace of fire: there shall be wailing and gnashing of teeth.”

2 Thessalonians 1:9 “Who shall be punished with everlasting destruction from the presence of the Lord, and from the glory of his power;”

Revelation 14:11 “And the smoke of their torment ascendeth up for ever and ever: and they have no rest day nor night, who worship the beast and his image, and whosoever receiveth the mark of his name.”

Revelation 20:10 “And the devil that deceived them was cast into the lake of fire and brimstone, where the beast and the false prophet [are], and shall be tormented day and night for ever and ever.”

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http://www.evangelicaloutreach.org/jehovahs-witnesses-answered.htm#jehovahs-witnesses-answered

A Snare For Souls

 

A Dream…

I was a young girl, a strong committed believer in Jesus Christ, and I was walking into a large college building, an institution.

I was starting college, and was quite excited about it. I was eager to learn all about the business, so I could then go out and make a living and support my family with the job I could get from having such a degree.

As me and my fellow students were waiting for the teacher, we chatted and talked, and started to get to know each other. Just then, one of my fellow students spoke up, and called everyone to silence. “Ssh…do you hear that?”

Everyone was quiet for a moment, and heard nothing.

“Just wait…,” she said again.

Then from the silence, came the sound of scales rubbing up against something hard.
It caused the building to give a slight shudder. There was a moment of silence, then the sound came again. We were all shocked at the sound.

The one who noticed it spoke up again. “It sounds like…”

But I finished her sentence for her. “…a huge snake!”

Everyone agreed, as they continued to listen to the pattern of sound. One said “It’s like its moving on top of us!” Another said, “no, it’s from across the hall, there!” And yet another declared that the sound was coming from beneath the room. No one could really tell from where the sound was coming from; it was all around us. But we were able to tell after listening to it for a while, that it became louder when one went towards the windows. One of us looked outside, thinking it could be seen there. But it was not there.

I knew then, along with the girl who had first discovered the sound,
That whatever it was, it was very evil, and was hunting our souls.

Many in the room panicked, having lost their composure from listening to the constant sound, and they turned and raced towards the door, to get out.

I raced with them. Some ran beyond me, out of the entrance, while others were still behind me.

I ran forward under some tables in the hall, hoping to avoid the huge snake that might be there, and then ran out the front doors of the institution. As I ran out, a group of new recruits were going in. I could tell that they were new to the whole experience, for their clothing was lighter and brighter than ours. I could see their excited faces, as they filed in along side me. I tried to reach out to them to warn them, but they would not listen at all to me, and kept going in. So I left them, and ran outside.

As soon as I cleared the door, I came face to face with satan himself. I knew it was satan, for the Holy Spirit inside me told me this. He had sandy blonde hair and a pleasant face, and was dressed in a nice suit, and looked just like what a school administrator would look like.

“Hello Christian,” he sneered, his voice low and rumbling out from him just like a demons voice would.

The panic that hit me then almost overwhelmed me, but at the last moment, just as the administrator came forward to grab me, I remembered to call out the name “Jesus!”, which caused him to back away from me.

Evil came off of him in waves, but I soon learned to brace myself against it. He moved away from me, but I kept him in my line of vision, and I let him know that I knew what he really was, and that I was keeping my eye on him.

He simply shrugged as if he didn’t care at all about what I had said, and continued administrating to the college. “You’ll be back,” he said to me with scorn. “We’re the only ones who can teach you what you need to know.”

I then transferred to another college, in the hopes that it would be different. At this college, the sound of the snake wasn’t as bad, but the evil presence was still there. I seen the same satanic administrator there at the college shortly after joining. It was then that the Holy Spirit told me that all of the colleges were infected with the beast. I wondered at this, for there were a few teachers here and there that were not too bad, and one or two that were even good. (Good meaning they tolerated Christianity fairly well.) But the Holy Spirit told me that it was infected with the evil because of the way they were formed and structured. They were basically meant to be evil by design from the very beginning.

I then went up onto the roof top, and watched as a woman kept declaring how filthy these colleges were, and to prove her point, she took a shovel to the layers of dirt that had settled upon the roof of the institution, and lifted up all the dirt on the college, and began exposing it all to anyone who cared to look. All the history of layers upon layers of smelly yucky ‘dirt’ was excavated for all to see, showing its evil formation from its onset.

I then went back into the college, to see if there were other Christians within it. I found a group of believers that were chanting “C! H! U! R! C! H!” over and over again, like a cheer at a sports game. They were trying to support each other in their faith in Christ, by supporting the gathering of houses of worship on the weekends. This did help them to remember Christ during the week, but some had also given them heavy burdens to carry as a result of such fellowship. I looked over to my right, and seen a small nook, filled with religious leaders. I realized that these were the religious leaders of the college institutions that held their denominational name. All the colleges that had started out as being a learning institution for Christ, and had then later let it slip from their grasp, were there. I saw the pope first, with his crooked cross at the end of his staff, and his false god dagon fish hat sitting upon his head. He wore his usual glimmering satin vestments, all yellow gold and white, and he was sitting there talking to all the other head religious administrators. As I listened, I realized that all these leaders took their cue from the pope, and basically copied his foundations for their own religious institutions, and then made a few changes to make it their own.

I stood there, feeling the pressure to join one of their denominations, but pushed it off. I said out loud in a clear voice, (I know the pope heard me, for I was right next to him,) “I will never go back to those lies! They lied about women being worth less than a man! But God has always loved both woman and man equally! Simple believers are the saints and priests! And besides, there is only one mediator between God and man, and it is not them! They lied about other things through the centuries as well!” (I was thinking of the purchasing of indulgences and the Spanish inquisition when I said this, but I knew that the pope knew full well what I was referring to, so I didn’t need to specifically mention them.) “Those are all man’s beliefs to help him feel powerful, not Gods! Besides, I am free indeed! I no longer need to go to those churches to try and uphold my faith in Jesus! The Holy Spirit teaches me all I need to know, and He has promised to never leave me nor forsake me!”

Just then, the head administrator, satan, walked near me, and our eyes met for just a moment. Then his face was lost into the crowd again.

As I got nearer my graduation date, I found that just walking from class to class itself, was becoming harder and harder. It was as if a lead weight had been strapped onto my back, which was making it hard for me to physically move forward. Towards the end, I felt like getting on my hands and knees and just crawling to class. The Holy Spirit told me that the burden that weighed so heavily on top of me, was the pressure of the college’s secularization methods sitting upon my Christian soul.

Then finally I had earned my degree. But as I sat there contemplating my future with my friends, the satanic administrator came back and sat next to me, and tried to entice me back into his world. Again, the evil flowed from him in waves, and as I shored up my defenses against him, the thought to somehow steal souls back from him came into my mind. I found that the idea intrigued me and invigorated me. So to my friends astonishment, I listened to the administrators words, (this time flowing over me like honey, smooth and practiced,) and I acted like I was trying to follow along with his games. He did fancy ‘miracles’ with his deck of cards, shuffling them with a whir of wind, and then having them fly into his other outstretched hand. He played games of chance with me as well, predicting their outcome, and I remarked to my friends that I wondered how he could do such ‘miracles’. (They looked at me in astonishment, but I gave them a private smile that told them that I knew what I was doing, so they let me be.) Then satan reached out and tried to teach me how to do the same tricks, but I did not really try to do them, but fumbled the cards in my hands instead. He then promised me that if I went on and continued in my studies at the collage, I would learn how to do such things and much more. I smiled and said that I would sign up for more years, for I indeed wanted to learn more.

The devil smiled back at me, and left the booth, content to think that he had at last caught me in his snares.

Little did the foolish, self-absorbed administrator guess, that far from becoming ensnared with the thought of knowing the world’s possible pleasures and secrets, my heart was still set for Jesus and the Kingdom of God. I would work under cover, infiltrate the ranks of the professors, record their ways and methods, and then write a booklet on how to steer clear of all their secularization and assimilation techniques, to help keep one’s Christian soul pure for Christ.

I ended up doing just this, and helped preserve many souls for Christ.

By the time the evil administrator realized what was really happening, I had long gone from the collage.

I then woke up.

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Colossians 2:8 KJV “Beware lest any man spoil you through philosophy and vain deceit, after the tradition of men, after the rudiments of the world, and not after Christ.”

Psalms 106:36 KJV “And they served their idols: which were a snare unto them.”

John 16:13 KJV “Howbeit when he, the Spirit of truth, is come, he will guide you into all truth: for he shall not speak of himself; but whatsoever he shall hear, that shall he speak: and he will shew you things to come.”

John 8:32 KJV “And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.”

1 John 4:6 KJV “We are of God: he that knoweth God heareth us; he that is not of God heareth not us. Hereby know we the spirit of truth, and the spirit of error.”

John 8:44 KJV “Ye are of your father the devil, and the lusts of your father ye will do. He was a murderer from the beginning, and abode not in the truth, because there is no truth in him. When he speaketh a lie, he speaketh of his own: for he is a liar, and the father of it.”

Matthew 23:9 KJV “And call no man your father upon the earth: for one is your Father, which is in heaven.”

1 Timothy 5:20 KJV “Them that sin rebuke before all, that others also may fear.”

Proverbs 1:31 KJV “Therefore shall they eat of the fruit of their own way, and be filled with their own devices.”

Proverbs 19:21 KJV “There are many devices in a man’s heart; nevertheless the counsel of the LORD, that shall stand.”

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

Ephesians 5:11- 13 KJV “And have no fellowship with the unfruitful works of darkness, but rather reprove them. For it is a shame even to speak of those things which are done of them in secret. But all things that are reproved are made manifest by the light: for whatsoever doth make manifest is light.”

Acts 20:28-30 “Be on guard for yourselves and for all the flock, among which the Holy Spirit has made you overseers, to shepherd the church of God which He purchased with His own blood. I know that after my departure savage wolves will come in among you, not sparing the flock; and from among your own selves men will arise, speaking perverse things, to draw away the disciples after them.…”

Hebrews 13:5 “… He has said, I will never leave you, nor forsake you.”

Psalm 12:7 GNV “Thou wilt keep them, O Lord; thou wilt preserve him from this generation forever.”

Psalm 9:10 GNV “And they that know thy Name, will trust in thee: for thou, Lord, hast not failed them that seek thee.”

Ecclesiastes 4:10 KJV “For if they fall, the one will lift up his fellow: but woe to him that is alone when he falleth; for he hath not another to help him up.”

Matthew 9:38 GNV “Wherefore pray the Lord of the harvest, that he would send forth laborers into his harvest.”

Psalm 7:14 TLB “The wicked man conceives an evil plot, labors with its dark details, and brings to birth his treachery and lies;”

Galatians 3:28 KJV “There is neither Jew nor Greek, there is neither bond nor free, there is neither male nor female: for ye are all one in Christ Jesus.”

John 8: 36 “So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed.”

Matthew 23:5-6 KJV ‘”But all their works they do for to be seen of men: they make broad their phylacteries, and enlarge the borders of their garments, And love the uppermost rooms at feasts, and the chief seats in the synagogues,”

1 Peter 2:5 KJV “Ye also, as lively stones, are built up a spiritual house, an holy priesthood, to offer up spiritual sacrifices, acceptable to God by Jesus Christ.”

1 Corinthians 1:2 KJV “Unto the church of God which is at Corinth, to them that are sanctified in Christ Jesus, called to be saints, with all that in every place call upon the name of Jesus Christ our Lord, both their’s and our’s:”

1 Corinthians 3:11 KJV “For other foundation can no man lay than that is laid, which is Jesus Christ.”

1 Timothy 2:5 KJV “For there is one God, and one mediator between God and men, the man Christ Jesus;”

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