The kingdom Of Spirits

There is a famous wine company, (in the top twenty five of the world,) that was looking for a few summer interns. They searched among the thousands upon thousands of students at the most prestigious colleges across the United States. Twenty five of the top performing students were chosen, flown in, sheltered, wined and dined, and then given a tour through their processing plants, and then through a battery of interviews with the higher ups in the company.

One of my boys was one of the chosen.

At first, the interviews and mixers went well; my son clearly had the advantage over the other students. He knew what to say and when to say it, and had no hang ups or nervousness in speaking to those interviewing him. As a home schooled student, he was used to interacting with many different ages and even with people in authority over him. Questions that stumped the other candidates were easy for him to answer. Once he would give his answer, the others chimed in with likewise answers. He was known by those within the company to be the favored applicant from California.

Then he toured the processing plant.

As soon as the bus carrying all the students drove onto the land, my son could see all the demons. They were so utterly numerous, that it left him speechless. They were vicious demons, some looking like fighting warrior men, while others were animals such as bulls with large horns or dragons with sharp claws and teeth. Others were so black and covered with filth, that he knew they must have come from active satanic worship, from somewhere on the property.

As he walked past the vats of wine and hard alcohol, (this surprised him; he had no idea that they also made hard liquor,) he could see shadows darting in between the containers. He seen the workers there, with their own demons attached to them, following them wherever they went. He bound up the demons that came near him, and the angels that surrounded him were very, very angry at the demons. They shielded my son from the demons attacks.

He described the place as a bus depot for demons. It was a place for the demons to laugh and party with each other, while they waited to hitch a ride in one of the bottles, and then into a human host. Gambling, addiction, pornography, and of course alcoholism, all the vices were there, just waiting to be imbibed.

On his final interview, he was to meet with the head of the department. As soon as he seen the man, he knew that he was a practicing satanist. There were so many demons on this man, that he had to struggle to make out the face of the man throughout all the black swirling smoke that covered him. When my son shook hands with him, my sons hands started to burn. The burning didn’t stop until he left the property. The man spoke very fast and very quietly, almost with a hiss, making it hard to hear him. He refused to repeat anything he said, or answer any questions my son asked him about working there. The interview was a total failure.

When my son came home and walked in to the room, he looked extremely tired. He asked me to bless him. I told him I would in just a minute, (I was in the middle of doing something,) but the Lord Jesus stopped me in my tracks. “When he asks you to bless him, what does that mean?”

Demons!

So I stopped what I was doing and went to get the blessed olive oil to bless him.

As I got closer to him, I could see some demons still tagging on to him. “Oh my!” I said to my son, “I see you have some stragglers on you!”

I bound them up in the name of Jesus, before even getting to the oil, because I did not want them to do something to stop me from blessing him.

As soon as the oil touched his throat, my son stumbled and fell forward, but I was able to catch him. I said “I cast you out in the name of Jesus!” I was angry at the demons and my voice showed this. “Trouble him no more!”

But for the first time in my life, the demons answered me back. “Only if HE,” they sneered, “troubles US no more!”
I gasped in shock, and thought ‘you don’t have the right to tell us what we can or can not do!’ So I answered them, “THAT will be for my Lord to decide!”

Then they left.

He told me that they had bothered him on the way home, and he kept casting them out, but it was difficult to get rid of them all. The blessed olive oil was needed to do the job.

He complained of his sinuses hurting, and of feeling like he was coming down with the flu. I realized then, that the seeds of those demons were still in my son. As he had stood there in that alcohol processing plant, and breathed in all those horrible fumes, he was breathing in all those spores too. So I had him use the nebulizer to breathe in some colloidal silver, to kill off those nasty spores. He said that his eyes began to hurt, from looking at all the demons. So we prayed that the memory of witnessing such horror would go away.

My son assumed that because that final interview was so awful, he would not be getting a job offer from the company. So he didn’t even send the company the standard thank you letter for the interview.

But weeks later, he was offered a summer intern position in a different department. The person who offered him the job, is the same one he would be working for. He flat out told this person that he didn’t think he could work there, because he refused to drink alcohol. The person told him that it would not be a problem; he did not drink alcohol either.

Then this man broke all protocol, (he could have gotten into such trouble for this!,) and asked my son if it was because of his religion. My son heard the Lord tell him that it was o.k. to tell him his religion, so he told him that he was a Christian, and that he didn’t believe in drinking alcohol.

The man’s voice perked up at this, and he said, “so am I! I don’t believe in it either!”

So they got to talking, and by the end of the conversation, my son was torn. He gave him the weekend to decide if he should take the job or not.

On one hand, the job itself would be a bonus; he would get to work with some artificial intelligence, which he has dreamed of doing for years. (This son of mine dreams of building a robot that believes in Jesus.) It would be his first foray into that kind of experience.

On the other hand, dealing with the demons would be a chore. However, he was assured that the office he’d be working at is on a different compound, and has nothing to do with the main one he had visited.

But the deciding factor came when he had prayed and asked the Lord what he should do. It was then that the Lord told him that He wanted him to go work there for the summer, to be there for the man. For some unknown reason, God wanted him there to help him. So he said yes, and accepted the job.

As a side note, a few weeks later my husband had asked me to wrap some bottles of wine to give as gifts to his clients. As I was wrapping them, my hands started to burn. I had to stop because the burning became so severe. I asked one of my sons if he could see anything, and he said yes, and that it was the wine that had the demons in it. This surprised me, for this wine was from a very small and private vineyard that was owned by a Christian home schooling friend of my husband.

I share this post with some apprehension, for I know there are many Christians out there who drink, and they can get quite upset when their drink is in question. Yet from all that we have seen in the unseen world, liquor of any kind, yes even wine from a Christian, is filled with demons.

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(In the bible, the word wine can refer to fermented grape juice, or just grape juice that is not yet fermented. Our family has seen no demons in plain aged grape juice. It’s when man tries to change it so that the alcohol level is increased, that trouble seems to occur.)

Proverbs 20:1 – Wine [is] a mocker, strong drink [is] raging: and whosoever is deceived thereby is not wise.

(Mocking and raging are demons.)

Ephesians 5:18 – And be not drunk with wine, wherein is excess; but be filled with the Spirit;

Romans 14:21 – [It is] good neither to eat flesh, nor to drink wine, nor [any thing] whereby thy brother stumbleth, or is offended, or is made weak.

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

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When You’re Still Being Troubled With Demons

 

There are times when you have done all the things needed to be free from demonic harassment, and yet you still get attacked. You’ve cleansed your land and home, and cast out the demons from yourself and your family, and yet you still have issues.

It is to these situations that I write this post.

To start out with, does anyone remember the rim fire in California? That year, the smoke from the rim fire was pretty bad where we live. During the day it wasn’t too bad, but in the evening the air would shift, and the smoke from the fire would come our way. They shut down all the schools for weeks, because it was so bad. Well, the smoke was so bad that I struggled just to breathe. You could hold out your hand in front of you and not see it, it was that thick. It stung the eyes as well as the lungs. We thought about moving elsewhere for a time, till they got the fire under control, but we did not have the money to do so. So I went to the Lord and asked Him to keep the smoke from inside our house. I claimed it in the name of Jesus.

And lo, no smoke came in.

For weeks and days, no smoke got in to our home.

Until one day, it started to come in.

I went to the Lord and pleaded with Him, to please keep the smoke out as He had, but instead of addressing the problem of the smoke, my Lord wanted to talk to me about my unforgiveness.

You see, my husband had done something to me, that had greatly upset me. He had told me afterwards that he was sorry for it, but he seemed so uncaring about it, that I still refused to forgive him.

My Lord let me know, that it was my unforgiveness that was causing the smoke to come in. Jesus let me know that in His eyes my unforgiveness was a sin, and that I needed to repent from it. (In case you were wondering, unforgiveness is also a demon that needed to be cast out.)

It took a while, (because of the demon of unforgiveness, I was still really, really mad at my husband,) but in the end, the smoke became too much for me, and I finally gave in and forgave him.

But by this time, the smoke was heavy and thick in the house. We could not see more than a few feet ahead of us, because it was so thick.

I tried to lay down to go to sleep, but I struggled just to breathe.

Finally I went back to the Lord and pleaded with Him to forgive me, and to help me deal with all the smoke.

He told me He would stay my life, and help me to breathe through out the night.

The next morning I awoke with heavy congestion in the lungs, to a house that was still filled with the smoke. It took at least three days for the smoke to dissipate from the house and from my lungs. I was thankful that I was still alive.

I learned then, just how sin can block some claims and prayers to my Lord Jesus Christ. I needed to be in good standing with Him, for me to make that claim upon Him. That sin opened up a doorway for satan to attack. The scriptures say, that “If you live in Me, and My Word lives in you…” (John 15:7) Well, sin is a form of not living in Him, so I needed to repent of that sin, for me to be able to make that claim upon my Lord. (Mercifully He does not remove all claims we make upon Him when we sin, for He has told us repeatedly: “…never will I leave you; never will I forsake you…” See also Isaiah 41:17, Psalms 94:14, Psalms 37:28, Joshua 1:5, Deuteronomy 31:8 and 6, etc.) Now I claim that the Lord Jesus Christ will let me know right away when I have sinned against Him, so I can quickly turn back to Him and repent!

So I would ask; have you repented of known sin? Are you holding back a part of yourself from the Lord? How is your relationship with Him? Are there things you just don’t want to address or look at, because they are so uncomfortable and weigh heavily upon you? Go to Jesus and ask Him for His forgiveness. He will not withhold His forgiveness from you, if you repent wholeheartedly. He loves each one of us dearly, and wishes long life, health, and prosperity for His children.

A good friend of mine reported to me recently, that the Lord told her through warning dreams, that there was a family iniquity of complaining in her family tree, and that she had been complaining about her husband, and that she needed to stop and repent. Once she did, she found that the spiritual attacks she had been getting hit with, became a lot less powerful.

One thing to be aware of, is that sin can affect those around us who are not the ones who originally sinned. Demons from family sin, better known as familiar spirits, can affect those who had nothing to do with the original sin. It gets handed down from generation to generation, wrecking its havoc, until someone gets wise to it and casts it out in Jesus name. So please do not choose to take offence, at the thought that a demon might be affecting you. It is not a personal thing. It is just a demon that can be cast out in Jesus name and gotten rid of.

In another instance, quite recently in fact, our family, yes, even me, got quite sick with the flu. I could not understand what had happened. The flu lingered on, and recovery seemed far away. I was really distraught from it, for it made my Lord’s Word to seem as if it was of no account. I had been casting out and claiming and doing everything I knew of, to stop the sickness demon from attacking. And usually, it ALWAYS works. This was the first time in years, that it had not.

I was flummoxed. I went to the Lord, and asked Him why. Was there sin that I didn’t know of, that I needed to repent from? It was the only thing I could think of, that might have caused such a demon to attack me.

But instead of keeping me there before Him in prayer, He told me to get up and to clean off the kitchen countertop.

I wondered why He would ask me to do such a thing, for I was still quite sick and weak. But he kept at me to do it, so I finally did.

As I cleaned it off, I came across a foam mug holder, with the address of a new florist that had moved into town. I had picked it up as being part of a goody bag during a local fair. It felt strange in my hands, and I was going to simply set it aside, when I felt the Lord tell me to turn it over. When I did, I gasped. On the other side was a traditional fleur de’ lis emblem, painted onto the foam.

It was then, that I realized, just how dangerous and destructive a cursed item could be in the home. I had cleansed our home from such things, but something had slipped back in without me being aware of it. I counted back the days and realized that within just twenty four hours of me bringing this thing into our house, the sickness demon had attacked us.

I quickly threw it out into the garbage, and as soon as it was off of our property, we all began to heal.

So I would ask; are you sure you have no cursed item in your home? Has something managed to get into your home again? Now I ask and claim in the name of Jesus that the Holy Spirit would always tell me right away, when something cursed makes its way into our house or land, so I can then remove it. Our Lord Jesus Christ wants us to keep our camp free from cursed items! (For one example of what God thinks of cursed items, read Isaiah 30:22 – “Then you will defile your carved idols overlaid with silver and your gold-plated metal images. You will scatter them as unclean things. You will say to them, “Be gone!””)

Another thing to realize, is that we have an enemy, and we are at war. God’s Word tells us the satan has come to steal, kill, and destroy.

He also has his human workers here on the earth, willing and eager to do his bidding. They are called satanists. They worship satan as god. They receive orders from him, and will try to place curses and send demons upon believers, as a form of worshiping him. Satan will try to get his people to attack true believers. (The lukewarm ones he tends to not bother with; he probably figures they are already on his path anyways.)

For example, this Passover, we went out to bless our land and home again for the coming year. I had forgotten to bind up all forms of demonic interference before beginning, so of course I had interference. (I claim in the name of Jesus that I will never forget to do this again!)

While placing the blessed olive oil and kosher grape juice on the borders of our land, I slipped and fell hard. I fell so hard that the breath was knocked from my lungs for a moment. But fortunately, I was not doing this all by myself, and my son knew exactly what to do. He called upon the Lord to help me, and I was then able to pull air back into my lungs, and get up.

As we continued blessing the land, I suddenly had a very sharp pain in my side, that was so bad that I doubled over in pain and could not move. It remained, getting worse by the moment, until I broke the witches and Satanists silver cords and lay lines in the name of Jesus, and sent their curse back to them seven-fold. Immediately, as fast as it had come, it left. It left, as soon as I said the name of Jesus. (Just so you know, sudden shocking pain in the body, are sometimes attacks from Satanists or witches.)

So, in short, if you are doing God’s Will, prepare for opposition and attacks. Bind them up and break their evil works in the name of Jesus before hand, so you can do your work for God unhindered. We as His children can do this, for thankfully, our God is not limited by time or space!

For example, a friend of mine was getting hit with cynical, manipulation, and unforgiveness demons that were coming between our friendship and between her and her family. She was fine when I simply cast out all demons from her, but when I started to mention those demons specifically, those demons within her would flare up and cause her to take offence. It stopped the deliverance process. When I went to the Lord about this matter, He told me to claim before hand, that whenever I cast out demons from her, that these specific demons would be the first to go out from her, so that I would not need to mention them again by name. It worked! I can claim such things before hand, thereby avoiding satans retaliation. Her family and I now enjoy the peaceful relationship that we once had with her. Before, she was like a stranger to us that we did not know. Now, we have the original woman back. Hallelujah!

A new friend of mine had shared with me that she could sometimes hear nasty voices speaking to her in her head. I could not understand why she’d get hit like that, for she casts out demons, and she claimed to have cleaned out her home from cursed items, and she demonstrated to me several times that she is a strong believer in Jesus. Well, she decided to ask the Lord to remove any evil implants that she had anywhere in her body, and that they would be forced out. She soon discovered auricular implants that had been inside her, and were now on the outer part of her skin where she could easily remove them! These implants were the kind that go in the ears and make the person think they are hearing voices, because people can talk to them through these implants. The Lord was able to remove them from her, without her even having to go in for any surgery! Now she no longer hears those evil voices taunting her in her head. Hallelujah!

Another thing to be aware of is any pagan friends who are praying for you. They mean well, but their prayers are not a help to a believer. Instead, they can be a curse. There is a guy I know, who has some hindu work associates. He had started a business, but it was failing miserably. He had not even had one customer in over a year! He pleaded with the Lord to tell him why, and an angel of the Lord appeared before his daughter one night, and told her that the reason it was failing is because of her fathers hindu work associates who had been trying to bless him through their prayers to their Hindu gods. It was these hindu prayers, said in the hopes of blessing him, that were actually cursing him because they were said to a false god and demon principality. The angel of the Lord told this girl, to break the prayers of the hindu’s, and then the curses would be broken and her father’s business would prosper. Three days later, he got his first customer! Then the business took off and prospered. Now, when they forget to break those prayer curses for several weeks, the business slows down a bit. When they remember to break them again, their business quickly increases exponentially. So I would ask, do you have any pagan friends or associates who might be praying for you? Ask Jesus. He will tell you! (I claim that “no weapon formed against us shall prosper”, in the name of Jesus! – Isaiah 54:17)

Have you gone off of your property? Have you visited a public place recently? One of my kids was helping a friend plan for a big party. Whenever they went to a new party venue to check it out, they came back with problems. These problems soon started to affect the rest of my household as well. Problems with arguments and minor injuries. We finally realized that these venues were so cursed from what had gone on there before, that it was affecting them when they went inside them. He then started to bind up any demons before entering those party venues. As soon as he started doing this, the problems stopped. (I now claim that any demons within a venue we visit will always be bound up in the name of Jesus, so they can no longer harm us!)

Has anyone gone on to your property? We had some construction workers working recently on our property, and we found that things in the house were not working right. Near accidents, as well as arguments within the family broke out after they had come onto our land. When I went to the Lord in prayer over these problems, He pointed to those workmen who were unbelievers working on our property. Once we bound up any and all demons that may be troubling these men, the problems went away almost immediately. Hallelujah! I now claim in the name of Jesus, that anyone walking onto our property, will have their demons bound up, so they can not affect us.

Another thing to keep in mind, is that some ministries have claimed that some kinds of demons leave “seeds” of themselves behind. So if you feel the Holy Spirit tell you to also cast their demons seeds out, as well as any poison or filth that they left behind, do so! It may sound like an odd thing to do, but it will help protect yourself and your family’s future. May the Holy Spirit always let us know when we need to do this!

And finally, one post of a friend of mine asks a very good question:
Are you grieving the Holy Spirit?
https://prepareforthelamb.wordpress.com/2015/03/19/and-grieve-not-the-holy-spirit-by-the-way-you-live-the-way-you-act-and-the-words-you-say-ephesians-430/

I hope this post has been a help to you.

May the Blood of Jesus cover you dear reader, and stick to you like glue.

Shalom,
C. Dunamis

A Deal With The Devil

In the beginning of 1992, I called out for the devil, and he came to me.

We (our family) were driving, and I told my husband that I’d be willing to make a deal with the devil to be a teacher again of cosmetology.

My husband just looked at me in shock. “Woman,” he said, “do you know what you have just said?!”

I thought his comment was a bit off; my husband had never referred to me simply as ‘woman’, especially when we were together in the same place.

But that odd warning did nothing to stop me. “Well I would!” I replied to his glare. The silence in the car was deafening, and we both felt a little uncomfortable, but I soon forgot all about it.

Until that night.

I was almost asleep, (or was I already asleep?) when he came. He called me, and I asked the voice who he was.

He said “you know who I am; you called for me.”

I sat up in bed and looked over to the left where I had heard the voice come from. It was hard to see much of anything, for the room was filled with clouds and smoke. But then there were two spots of pure bright white light that shone out from the corner of the room. These lights were perfectly circular, and sat next to each other horizontally like snake eyes. Looking into his eyes was like looking into a slice of leftover heaven, bright, peaceful, pure, and white.

But that was the only part of him that reminded me of heaven.

As I stared at the two white lights, a grayish-white smoke swirled all around them, and then began to swirl even further into the room.
This gray-white smoke then parted for just a moment, and I caught a glimpse of what looked like the middle part of a long tail, covered with shiny reflective scales. The very top of the snake body was dark green in color, the sides were a lighter green, and the belly had a yellow-green mixture of scales that slowly turned into a stripe of pale beige in the center. It moved like a snake, pushing its belly forward, so it could rest its neck and eyes above it. When the smoke swirled to cover him there, another area opened up to my view. This area was closer to its eyes, and I could see a pair of very small thin arms with hands on the end of them, similar to the ones found on the T-rex dinosaur, protruding from the underside and side of its form. As the smoke swirled about him, I could see that the body was long, and went on beyond my sight. But it never revealed its face to me. Just those startling and hauntingly beautiful eyes.

He spoke to me then, and asked me for the soul of my youngest boy, telling me that in exchange, he would let me teach again, and even be a director of the nearby school. He somehow had transported us into my youngest son’s bedroom; I could see him below me sleeping peacefully, but I could not touch him or protect him from this devil.

But with this one, my answer was easy.

“No!”

But then, knowingly, the devil pulled me into my older son’s bedroom. I seen my eldest son lying on his mattress, fast asleep. I dreaded the next question from satan, as I already knew what his question would be. How did he know my weakness so well? It was as if he had calculatingly discerned, to ask me for my youngest son first, KNOWING I would say no, and then turning to my oldest son, in the hopes that I would capitulate on him and then seal the deal.

My first born son had been born with disabilities, ones that made it harder to love him. He disobeyed more often than not, and was prone to violent temper tantrums, often striking out and injuring those closest to him. He disliked being held or touched, and often seemed to live in a world of his own. I had spent many hours in tears over him, figuring that he would probably one day end up in prison.

THIS was the child satan had wanted in exchange from the first!

And so satan turned to me, and asked me for his soul, in exchange for my teaching position.

I floated over his toddler bed, watching him pull in his breath, and letting it out, for several moments. Oh how peaceful he now looked!

Satan sensed my weakness at such a long pause, and came towards me, pushing me harder to give him the answer he desired.

But there was one thought that entered my head at that moment, one that made me really doubt all my previous assumptions about my oldest child.

Satan was ASKING me for his soul. That meant it was not yet his! (Yes, there were many times I had wondered if he was already of satan; his behavior was that bad!) But if satan had to come to me to ask me for my son’s soul, that meant that there was REAL HOPE for him in the future! For why would satan try to bargain for a soul that he knew would soon be his anyways? He wouldn’t waste his time on it. I KNEW this, as sure as I was still breathing.

Then I knew that if there was the slightest chance of my eldest son ever coming to Christ, then I could not sell his soul to satan for anything. No matter what his behavior was, he was still precious, and he was still the child that I had so longed for, for so many years. This was the one that I had promised God, that I would love as my own, no matter what.

So as satan pressed in again for my answer, I told him “No!”

I thought that this would be the end of it, but satan kept on, nagging me, over and over and over again, trying to convince me to hand over his soul as payment for the desired favor. I told satan to leave, but he refused.

After several hours of this, I lost my temper, and yelled at him, that I would NEVER sell my children’s soul to him for ANYTHING!
At that, the devil paused.

And I thought, ‘at last! He will leave me now!’, but he did not.

Instead, he changed his offer.

Suddenly, we were back in my bedroom, with satan still floating above me. I was no longer in my bed, but found that I had gotten down on my knees on the floor by my bedside.

He then whispered to me, in that sly, knowing voice of his, -it sounded like a hiss that formed into words, never shouting or loosing patience,- that he would get rid of my migraines, if I only promised him my soul when I died.

My first response, was “No.”

But then he pressed upon my head, and forcibly reminded me of the pain of those horrible migraines. I would get them so bad that I would want to kill myself, but as soon as I would reach that point, the pain would be so severe, that I had no strength left within me to take my own life. Day after day, year after year, I lived in a cycle of never-ending migraine pain.

Again I told him, “no!,” but it was a weaker no, and he sensed this right away.

So he pressed in again and again, hoping I would change my answer and agree to his bargain.

I sat there, at the side of my bed, struggling just to hold my head up in its pain.

And then from seemingly afar off, I began to hear voices. I looked down onto the ground, from where they seemed to originate from, and found that the floor where I sat was no longer a solid unbroken foundation, but a crack had opened up beside me, that allowed me a glimpse into hell.

The voices were all crying out at the same time, howling in their pain and anguish. But this is not what struck me the hardest.

What hit me the hardest was the incredible, overpowering, hollow insatiable HUNGER. It was a living, moving entity, there in the pit before me. It consumed all souls in its grip and would never let go. It was HOLLOW and INSATIABLE.

Hunger for water, hunger for food, hunger for sleep, hunger for healing, hunger for companionship, hunger for ANYTHING and everything, that a human being would ever desire. But the fulfillment for it was not there. Only the HUNGER for it was there. And it NEVER ENDED. I knew it never would.

I could feel the heat from below rising up to my face. I could feel and smell the thick pungent smoke as it followed the searing heat upwards. And above all, was that insatiable, never satisfied spirit of HUNGER.

I backed away from the edge of the abyss, and shouted to the devil my answer.

“No! Now go away!”

But he remained.

The crack leading below closed up, and my floor looked as it did before.

But still satan would not leave me.

I could tell that many hours had passed, since satan had come to speak to me. (The clock on my nightstand told me this,) but still he would not leave me alone.

He nagged, over and over and over and over and over again, for me to change my answer.

But my answer remained the same.

“No! Never! Now get out of here! Leave me alone!”

But he remained.

I told him then, that he should never have appeared to me, for now I KNEW, without a shadow of doubt that God DOES exist! (For how could this earth survive something so evil as this worm without Him?!)

But he simply shrugged this off in total apathy, and continued to tempt me.

Then I suddenly remembered someone telling me, that all evil spirits run from Jesus name, so I yelled out “JESUS! JESUS HELP ME! JESUS!”

And then the devil and all his smoke disappeared from my bedroom in the blink of an eye.

I found that my husband had awoken with my screaming, and was reaching out to comfort me from across the bed, to where I was still crouched on the floor. He wanted to know why I had called out for the Lord.

So I told him.
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I share my testimony with you today, because I sense that there will be those out there in the future, who may think about making their own deal with the devil. They may wish to make such a bargain, for something as basic as even having some food to eat. BUT KNOW THIS: THERE WILL NEVER BE ANYTHING WE WILL ENDURE ON THIS EARTH THAT WILL EVEN COME CLOSE TO BEING WORTH AN ETERNITY IN HELL!
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Matthew 13:42 “And shall cast them into a furnace of fire: there shall be wailing and gnashing of teeth.”
Ps 86:13 For great is thy mercy toward me: and thou hast delivered my soul from the lowest hell.
Pr 15:24 The way of life is above to the wise, that he may depart from hell beneath.
Revelation 14:11 “And the smoke of their torment goes up forever and ever; and they have no rest day and night, those who worship the beast and his image, and whoever receives the mark of his name.”
Matthew 10:28 “And do not fear those who kill the body but cannot kill the soul. But rather fear Him who is able to destroy both soul and body in hell.”
Mark 8:36, “For what shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul?”
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