Lay Hands Suddenly On No Man

A Cursed Place

My husband and our oldest son went to help out another Christian man. He just got out of prison, having been sent there for several months, due to stealing, threatening someone, and resisting arrest. He was drunk at the time.

Now, his first day out, he needed help in moving his stuff to his new place.

When they arrived at the place of this man’s old home, they found the place full of evil statues and other cursed items.

My son sensed the deep evil of the place; he sensed that witches had been there.

He struggled to complete the work, and asked his father if he could stop, for the spirits he sensed in the place was overwhelming for him. Alas, his father refused him, so he had to continue. He did the best he could, with his heart crying out from all the pain from the evil in the place.

When he arrived home, I could clearly see that he had been affected by them. He told me he had a spiritually horrible day, and that he had came from a place that reminded him of hell. Immediately I stopped what I was doing, and went to go bless him with the blessed olive oil. I cast out the demons from him, and asked the Lord to fill him with His peace.

The wildness and horror that had been there before slowly left his eyes, and he calmed back down.

I then went to go bless my husband.

He seemed angry at all the fuss, and did not understand what the big deal was.

My husband knew the procedure well, but this time seemed resentful of it having to take place. (I sensed he wanted to argue instead.)

I got the blessed olive oil, and went to make the sign of the cross at the base of his throat like I have done so many times before, but this time, as soon as the blessed olive oil and my finger touched his skin, I felt the demons come rushing out of him, to fly through me.

Anger, GREAT violence, disgusting filth, perversion, unrelenting sorrow, blackness, secrecy, fear, pagan idol worship, (that came from someone’s past family demons,) sorcery, divining, and two principality demons that came from the land that they had been on.

Thirteen demons that I could name.

I barely finished casting them out from him, for I was in shock at what had just happened. Never before had the demons from within another, come rushing out to fly through me. I stood there, looking at my husband, and I could tell that the demons had indeed left him, for the look in his eyes were back to normal, and the expression in his face was one of gentle remorse and concern.

But then I suddenly realized, that not all had gone through me. Some had gone in and remained.

I can’t even begin to fully describe such a horrible feeling; knowing that there were such filthy demons in me. Filthy, and unrelenting sorrow, were the demons that had remained in me.

The filthy one is what I sensed first; it made me want to go take a shower so I could scrub it off of me. It was truly horrible. Only a few times before, had I sensed such demons. Of those times, they always came from practicing Satanists or illuminati witches. But never before did I have one attack me.

Then the demon of unrelenting sorrow hit me next, and I began to cry in earnest.

I ran out of the room, and asked one of my other kids (the one who can see so clearly into that unseen world,) to please come and bless me. He had heard of what had happened, and came immediately. He then blessed me. As soon as his finger touched me with the blessed olive oil on it, the two demons of filth and unrelenting sorrow left me. This time, my crying turned to one of great relief, and I explained what had happened. I then asked him if the demons were now gone, or if they had gone into him. He said that they were now gone, and that they had not troubled him.

Just to be sure, we bound up and cast out any other demons on our property. Then I praised the Lord, thanking Him.

I went and told my husband what had happened, and then we hugged each other. His behavior reassured me that they were gone from him.

Then I realized that we should probably go bless the cars that we had used to help this man move his things.

I blessed both of them, and asked for the angels of the Lord to once again fill them and protect all who ride within them.

Then I had my son to come out to check to see if anything remained.

He sensed something was still in the car, and was able to discover its location by the irritating waves it gave off. It was a piece of reflector plastic that is used on a bike to make sure that it is seen by other cars at night. Apparently it had fallen off when it was being transported to his new place. My son gave it to his father, who threw it out in the garbage.

This was not the way to properly dispose of such things, (Burning it and then breaking it is,) so I went back out to see if I could retrieve it and dispose of it properly. But I was unable to find the piece amongst all the other garbage, so I blessed the garbage can and then claimed in the name of Jesus, that any demons attached to this item would be bound up and unable to affect anything on our property. In two days, the item and the garbage was gone. (It was removed when the weekly garbage truck picked it up and brought it to the dump.)

I keep thinking of this poor man, who must be just filled with demons, having lived in such an unclean place for months on end. His basic items had even become cursed, from staying at such an unclean place for so long. .I have no doubt, that it was some of these demons that had attacked him, and then caused him to steal and threaten another. He was staying there with another man, whom he believed had stolen from him, so he broke into his room to steal back from him. He had been drinking at the time, which did not help matters at all. (They do not call liquor ‘spirits’ for nothing!) The guy called the police and had him arrested, but he resisted by bashing out the side window of the police car with his feet.

So here he is, a Christian, puzzled and a bit angry at God for letting this happen to him. He has no understanding of his part in it at all. I strongly believe that saying at such a cursed place caused all these awful things to happen to him. He had gotten sober before moving into that place, and was on the road to recovery. But that cursed property and those cursed items stopped his forward progress.

I asked my eldest son what he had seen there, that caused him to feel that the place was so cursed. He told me that he seen statues of dogs with wings on them, dream catchers, gargoyles, several of the goat of mendez, various painted skulls – human and animal, and statues of Indians there. What he found so odd, was all the many photographs posted up on the walls. He sensed that they were family photos of the owner of the house, and that the photos were old (even though they were color photos,) and that these people no longer lived there, and that the family had broken up some time ago. This was confirmed some time later, when we learned more about the owner of that home.

I can not help but wonder if all the cursed items and the cursed land contributed to the break up of the family that had once lived there.

I really learned from this experience, the importance of binding up the demons FIRST, before casting them out. For some reason, I had forgotten to do this, when casting them out of my husband. The bible tells us:

“Lay hands suddenly on no man…” (1 Timothy 5:22, GNV)

Now I know why!

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Deuteronomy 7:25-26 states, “The graven images of their gods shall ye burn with fire: thou shalt not desire the silver or gold that is on them, nor take it unto thee, lest thou be snared therein: for it is an abomination to the Lord thy God. Neither shalt thou bring an abomination into thine house, lest thou be a cursed thing like it: but thou shalt utterly detest it, and thou shalt utterly abhor it; for it is a cursed thing.”

I will set no wicked thing before mine eyes: I hate the work of them that turn aside; it shall not cleave to me. Psalm 101:3

Acts 19:18-19 says “And many that believed came, and confessed, and shewed their deeds. Many of them also which used curious arts brought their books together, and burned them before all men: and they counted the price of them, and found it fifty thousand pieces of silver.”

Here is an interesting link I came across recently, that I’d like to share with you:
http://bibleresources.org/spiritually-cleansing-home/
(It lists some cursed items that I missed in my previous post, on keeping our homes spiritually clean.)

May the blood of Jesus cover you dear reader, and may the Lord Jesus Christ bless you and keep you, may His face shine before you and give you His PEACE!

Cal Poly’s Stronghold

Our family just got back from our yearly week long vacation. This year, we went camping in a place called San Luis Obispo, located along the central California coast. We chose this place, because some of my kids were thinking of going to the California Polytechnic University, in their College of Engineering department.

I am ever so thankful to the Lord that we went! There is an enormous demonic principality territorial stronghold that is controlling this university and this city! It is by far the worst demonic principality stronghold that we have EVER come across. It even easily surpasses the large one at Lake Tahoe, and even the one in Nevada! It was so strong, that we were unable to see the spiritual light of any other believers that were there.

Our family spent a day there on campus, speaking with students, school counselors, and even with one of the engineering professors. All the students spoke of, was how many fun things there was to do there, in between classes, on the weekends, and in the evening. We were enthusiastically told that anything your heart desired, was close by to enjoy. Surfing, rock climbing, rugby, fencing, shots and drinking games at frat parties, improvisation shows and musical concerts, pottery, poetry clubs, an on-campus gym with all the newest muscle machines and free yoga lessons, horseback riding, hot air ballooning, parasailing, hang gliding, zip line parties, …you name it, it was either on campus, or very close by. However, when I asked the tour guide about any religious support groups on campus or near by, I was met with a blank bewildered stare that said ‘now why would any one want to do that?’ When he finally spoke, he said, “well, if you want to get RELIGIOUS…I don’t know. I heard a rumor once of a bible study that was going on somewhere off campus, but that was many semesters ago, and I’d have no way of knowing how to get in contact with that leader to see if it’s still being offered or not. So sorry, but I can’t help you there.” (Mind you, I did not even request Christian support groups, I simply asked for ANY religion support groups, after hearing him mention getting his ‘zen’ on.)

When I wondered to myself, at all the various things to do there, and why they were being promoted so much, I heard a whisper in my mind say “what else would interest you, while you work your way to hell?” (!)

When we asked students about what they were learning in their class rooms, all we got was the school’s mantra, “we learn by doing.” But they didn’t seem to excited about what they were actually learning. I had hoped to hear that they liked learning how to put code into a computer, or how they discovered how a particular machine part was made. Instead, they would change the topic and speak of their 60,000.00 a year internships that they could get after their first year there, or how they could go abroad and travel to far away exotic destinations, and still continue getting their Cal Poly college credits.

When we privately toured the engineering labs and spoke to a professor, we found the professor to be very proud of his little cubicle office and his position there within the faculty. He seemed quite puffed up with himself, and could not understand why someone might not want to go to the school. Yet when we explored the engineering labs, my kids said that they felt like tightly controlled prison cells.

The admission counselors boasted proudly, that some of their students had even turned down Yale to go to Cal Poly. Yet they mostly catered to those students still in high school, and not to those transfer students coming in from another college. (And most definitely not to home schooled students!) The counselor asked us if we had any other questions, so we asked her if there were any on-campus housing for married couples, or families. Again I got that empty blank stare that said ‘now why would you want to do that?’, and she then told me that there was no on campus dorms for married couples.

There was however, a huge section of a building just devoted to the gay, lesbian, transgender, cross-dresser student’s needs.

Most of the conversations we overheard while walking through the campus, even those who were in their study groups supposedly doing school work, were about how they hooked up with this guy, or how drunk one got at so-and-so’s party, or how many chicks some guy did at that other party back in the dorms. Not much was said at all, about their school work.

Most of the students there were beautiful and looked like they walked out of a GQ or Glamour magazine. They reminded me of a bunch of ken and Barbie doll look-a-likes. Since none of my kids dress like Barbie dolls, we stuck out like sore thumbs.

Everything was about making connections and networking. The more people you knew, the better you were told you would be. Everyone worked in groups; individuality was squelched, and group consensus and group-think clearly ruled over the students.

At the end of the day, we couldn’t wait to get off that campus. Sadly, even the town of San Luis Obispo itself, was under this same demonic spiritual principality. It radiated outwards from the center of the campus, like a deeply rooted tree with many multiple branches going out in all directions. It was heavy and oppressive, and it quickly surrounded us and began to attack. These were just some of the demons we sensed there and fought against: self-doubt, various lusts, pornography, never satisfied, anguish, despair, never good enough, pride, self-righteousness, number one, perversion, competitiveness, darkness, emptiness, I want, meanness, worldliness, disrespect of family, outsider, lost, grief, panic, business, the do do (always busy) demon, unrest, worn, greed, irritated, anxious, chased out, unclean, oppressed, physically pushed down upon, gay pride, hunger, suffocated, and exhaustion.

When we finally left that city, we felt as if a huge burden had been lifted off of us. I still felt several of those Cal Poly demons attacking me through out the night as I tried to sleep. Much of it was a large sense of grief, for I kept seeing all those students, and just knowing that so many of them were on their way to hell, was chilling to my heart. Where ever we went for the rest of our vacation, we studiously avoided driving through that city. On our way home, when we had to drive through it again, we could tell exactly when we entered it and when we left it, even with our eyes closed.

The near-by town of Morro Bay, was not yet under that territorial principality. The evil that was seen and sensed there, came more from individuals and their false god practices. There was no large hovering entity controlling it. There, we even heard others giving praise to Jesus or blessing someone if they sneezed. We could still see the light of other believer’s there.

I asked the Lord, how a territorial power such as the one that is at Cal Poly, could ever be removed. I wondered how it came to be there in the first place. The Lord pointed out to me, the large number of students there at Cal Poly, (thousands upon thousands of them,) who worshiped themselves every day of the week, and that it would probably take just as many people worshiping God instead on that campus, to break that demonic hold upon that area. He also told me to go research any Masonic connections to Cal Poly, and I found that there were indeed connections at its beginning, and even to this day.

One thing that really confused us, was that while we were there at Cal Poly, and in the surrounding area of San Luis Obispo, we would feel the earth beneath us, ever so slightly, rock and sway back and forth. It was VERY unsettling. At first I thought it was just me, and that I was having really odd dizzy spells, but most of us experienced it, and no one had any other signs or symptoms of any illness. It only happened on campus or in that city. We did not feel it at all in Morro Bay. There the earth beneath us remained steady. When we returned home, I found a small article on how the campus and the city keeps having to do repairs to their buildings, because of the constant swaying and rocking of the ground beneath them. I remembered reading a prophecy about the west coast, and how it was actually made up of thousands of small honeycombed pockets of air and soil, deep down in the crust. The prophecy claimed that one day, this would give way, and the whole area would collapse into the ocean. A part of me marvels at how complacent the leaders are there. Don’t they care that the earth beneath them is constantly moving?

I did some research, and found that there is a Christian support group there in San Luis Obispo. The campus refuses to have anything to do with them, because the group only wants believers to join, and the college believes this to be discrimination. I also found that the college supports the suppression of a person’s free speech/first amendment, when it comes to being a Republican or a Christian.

So, I post this as a word of warning to other believers out there, especially those who are thinking of sending their children to Cal Poly. Know that there is a huge evil spirit emanating from that campus, and it is blocking out the light of believers.

I also give out the warning, to anyone living in that area; if you hear the Lord telling you to move out from that area, THEN DO SO! For the land beneath you is unsteady, and one day it may suddenly crumble and not be there any more.

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Cal Poly discriminates against free speech of student:
http://www.cir-usa.org/articles/126.html

Christian sororities denied affiliation with Cal Poly:
http://mustangnews.net/supreme-court-leaves-christian-fraternity-and-sorority-off-campus/

Campus crusade for Christ at Cal Poly:
http://www.slocru.com/

Christian students at Cal Poly support group:
http://www.csupomona.edu/~christians/index.html

History of Masons at SLO:
http://www.sanluisobispo.com/2013/10/12/2730302/a-century-of-masonic-history-will.html

Shaking baffles researchers:
http://www.sfgate.com/news/article/Tremors-rock-earth-deep-beneath-San-Andreas-Fault-2630624.php

And concerns resident:
http://www.democraticunderground.com/10403997#post1

Liquefaction maps for the area:
http://digitalcommons.calpoly.edu/cgi/viewcontent.cgi?article=1002&context=erscsp

William Branham and Joe Brandt’s prophecies of a honeycombed earth beneath California. It even mentions what can happen when one builds fine buildings and focuses on universities and scholarships, instead of preaching the word of God: :http://www.biblebelievers.org.au/joebrandt.htm

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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.

Ephesians 6:10-13 (KJV)
Finally, my brethren, be strong in the Lord, and in the power of his might. Put on the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places. Wherefore take unto you the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand.

Ephesians 2:2-3 (KJV)
Wherein in time past ye walked according to the course of this world, according to the prince of the power of the air, the spirit that now worketh in the children of disobedience:
Among whom also we all had our conversation in times past in the lusts of our flesh, fulfilling the desires of the flesh and of the mind; and were by nature the children of wrath, even as others.

Luke 21:11 (KJV)
And great earthquakes shall be in divers places, and famines, and pestilences; and fearful sights and great signs shall there be from heaven.

Proverbs 3:25-26 (CJB)
Blessed are You Lord God, King of the universe!
Because of You, we are not afraid of sudden terror or destruction caused by the wicked when it comes; for we rely on Adonai, You will keep our feet from being caught in a trap.

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She Called Upon Her God And He Saved Me!

A dream…

I was a young woman,
waiting back stage
Among many others,
In the hope that I would be next
To go out on stage.

I knew deep down inside me,
That my turn would come today.

The stage production
Were for the United Nations delegates.
Some of those out on stage,
were the delegates themselves.
This was a way for them to relax and have fun,
After going through their more serious talks of the day.

I was not a U.N. delegate.
I had been chosen to be back stage
Because they were told that I had a good voice,
And could mimic some of the singers
And their popular songs of the past 20 years or so.

The singers were going out on stage,
and forming a dancing line,
with singers and delegates interwoven among each other.

The second line that went out
Had a problem with the lead singer’s microphone,
So they suddenly grabbed me from behind,
Stuck the microphone on me,
And told me to go out and sing the lyrics to the next song.

The song was “You’re the one that I want”, from the movie ‘Grease’.
This was easy for me to do,for my voice was like hers,
And I remembered the lyrics well.

On one side of me, was a woman
She reminded me of a Hillary Clinton type,
And on the other side of me,
Was a tall man who reminded me of Will Ferrell in the movie ‘Elf’,
though his personality was much more reserved.
They were both delegates of some kind from the United Nations.

We danced and walked towards one end of the stage,
and then back to the other end of the stage,
all while linking arms with each other.
(Think of a chorus line of girls, but without the high kicks.)
The steps were very easy, so the delegates could play along without too much trouble.

When I was almost finished singing the song,
I smiled at the guy to the left of me,
And sang a part of it to him.

He stared at me,
And then the singing part of the song was done.
They quickly turned off my microphone,
And we then continued on the line dance,
Till the end of the song.

Other dancers and performers were already entering onto the stage behind us,
But as we went all the way over to the end of the stage,
And before we could go back to the center of the stage and then exit through the back curtain,
(and right at the last few bars of the song,)
The man next to me gasped and clutched his chest,
and then collapsed onto the floor.

I let go of the woman and reached out with my other hand,
And caught him the best that I could,
Though his weight pressed me down to the ground as well.
(I was quite tiny, and he was very tall.)

I held his head in my lap,
And the other dancers were then starting up their song,
So no one really noticed us laying there.
(The spot lights followed the current lead singer and the dancers,
and did not highlight the whole stage at one time.)

He lay there in my arms,
Seemingly unconscious.
I knew that he was having a heart attack,
So I quietly but quickly,
Spoke under my breath,
And began casting out any demons trying to do this to him
In the name of Jesus.

I then called my God’s blessing to come down upon him,
and to heal this man for my sake,
as a favor to one of His beloved children.

I placed my one free hand upon his chest as I said this,
And waited for something to happen.
But nothing did.
I then felt the Holy Spirit tell me within my mind,
To sing in tongues to Him.

So I did.

The singing seemed to relax the muscles of the man a little bit more,
but there was still no obvious discernible movement from his body.

Others had begun to notice us there out on the stage,
And soon the paramedics rushed onto the stage
To come help him.

They rushed forward to begin assessing the man,
And motioned for me to get out of the way.

As I gently let go of his head and stepped back,
There was a short pause as they began taking his readings,
And then suddenly the man gave a loud gasp,
Pulling air into his lungs, as he tried to get back up.

The paramedics backed off,
Clearly startled at the man’s quick recovery,
And watched him as he motioned to the area behind them.

The man yelled out “Wait! Where is she? That woman!
The one dancing with me! She called upon her God and He saved me!”

At that, the small crowd parted, so the man could once again see me,
now standing there a short ways off in the corner.

“That’s the girl! There! In the Corner!”

Others pointed to me, and the man gave a nod in agreement.
“Yes! That’s her! She cried out to her God Jesus,
and asked Him to please save me for her sake, as a favor to her!
She sang and spoke in a odd language,
and then her God Jesus Christ came and saved me!”

Well, at that, the people in charge quickly got all of us off that stage,
(as a matter of damage control,)

And while man went to the local hospital to be checked up,
the authorities arrested me for being a Christian.

The doctors who examined the man,
found that he had indeed suffered from a heart attack,
but was now (somehow,) healed.
Other delegates from his country surrounded him,
And listened to his testimony.
His fellow countrymen believed him,
And wanted to hear more about this girl who had cared enough to try and save their beloved delegate.

But they were told they were not allowed to contact me,
Because I was in prison.

When they found out I was basically being imprisoned
For demonstrating my faith in my God by saving their delegate’s life,
a great uproar among their people came forth,
demanding that I not be punished for this ‘crime’.
They kept up their demands, and became even more vocal,
Until the police were told to set me free.

But the authorities kept a close eye on me,
In case I suddenly became outspoken,
And tried to go out and preach to everyone in the streets.
(I was told that I would end up back in prison if I did this.)

I went straight home,
For I had become sick with a cold while in prison,
And so for the next six weeks or so,
I recuperated in bed,
Thereby remaining silent by default.

The man and his close friends came to try and thank me,
But the authorities were there the whole time,
Making sure no other information about Jesus could be shared.
This did not matter however,
for I knew that the Holy Spirit would find a way to lead the man to Jesus.
I knew that one day soon, his questions would be answered.

The police soon decided that I must have ‘learned my lesson’,
and stopped watching me so intently.
(Little did they know, the Holy Spirit was simply not telling me to go out
and spread the gospel in that manner at this time,
and that was why I remained off the streets.)

The man who had the heart attack,
tried valiantly to spread the word of what had happened to him.
He and his people began to look into this God called Jesus.
They could not understand why our country would forbid it,
if it could do such good things like cure the sick.

The news stations were told not to give it any attention,
and that the hoopla would then soon die down without media attention.

But it didn’t.

The country where this delegate came from,
had a shake down of sorts in their ranks of delegates.
The upper level ones in authority,
did not want this to be ‘blown all out of proportion’,
thereby ruining their chance to keep their ‘good standing’ membership in the U.N.
But the common people, and the delegates closer to the man,
did not care about such things. They wanted to know more about this Jesus,
and they worked to find out more information about Him.
The incident ended up creating a whole other group of believers in Jesus Christ,
within their tiny country.

 

I then woke up.

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