Spirit Guides

My son was not feeling well, and had been fighting off a flu-like sickness for the past few days.

In his college gym class, they had a section on Tai Chi presentations. One of the students presenting that day, chose the topic of how Tai Chi connects to tarot card reading through Chi power.

He was not surprised to see that this girl was presenting such a topic, for he had sensed before that something was not quite ‘right’ spiritually with this girl.

Now, over twenty demons were seen hovering around this girl, as she introduced herself as the tarot card reader.

Each demon was attached to her, with a thick dead tan/brownish fibrous rope, covered in places with blackish muck.

To my son’s surprise, among these twenty or more demons attached to her, was a Catholic demon. It was dressed in priestly vestments, just as a Roman Catholic priest would wear, complete with the ancient Dagon god ‘fish hat’ that the pope wears, but this demon had an odd staff that had a triangle at the very top of it. The triangle was covered in jewels, and had a silver snake sitting on the triangle, with the end of its tail coiled around the staff.

He sensed that the girl would call forth this demon, to help her in her tarot card reading. This was what the majority of the demons were attached to the girl for. They were her ‘spirit guides’.

One of the other demons looked like an old hag/crone, (old woman,) with shriveled up leather-like skin, and bony fingers that had the signs of the zodiac tattooed upon her fingernails.

And yet another demon was a satanist occult demon wearing a black hooded cloak that was somehow pristine, (flawless,) but was darker than any color of black ever seen by my son on this earth. This demon wore many rings upon its fingers, yet its fingers were just wisps of black smoke.

There were so many demons vying for the girl’s attention, that it became almost impossible to really see all the other demons clearly.

These demons were all struggling with each other to be the next one to whisper into her ear. They would whisper certain words or thoughts into her mind, or implant specific emotions into her.

She was bragging to the class, how she could read anyone’s aura. She even gave a reading example from one or two of the other students in the classroom.

My son, out of curiosity, almost went up to her to ask her what she seen in him. (He wondered if this girl could ‘read’ or see the light of the Holy Spirit that was around all true believers.) But the Holy Spirit abruptly stopped him from doing so, and told him that this would be asking for trouble. The demons would then have had a legal right to reach out and purposely attack him.

So he remained silent.

After this girl’s presentation, the girl returned to her seat, which was right next to my son’s.

Then one of the demons attached to the girl,
Came forth and lunged towards my son.

This time, instead of simply binding up the demons like he usually does, he sensed from the Holy Spirit to read Psalm 91 instead.

As he began saying this under his breath, the demon trying to attack, shrank back in sudden horror.

As my son continued to recite this Psalm, a demon from him, (!) came out from his body (to his great shock and distress,) and reached out towards this other demon eagerly. This demon that had come from my son, embraced all the girl’s demons like long lost friends, and once attached firmly to one of this girl’s demons, went directly then into the girl.

All this happened without him even touching her.

My son was really upset to find that this demon had been in him, so he quickly asked the Holy Spirit what the demon was.

“A spirit of sickness” was His reply.

He felt bad at first, that he had given the demon to the girl, thinking wow, that’s all this girl needs, is another demon, but the Holy Spirit quickly informed him, that this girl WELCOMES ALL demons into her life, and that it was the demon itself that had made the demonic transfer to the girl. He did not give it to her by choice. All he did, was follow the Holy Spirit’s advice, and state Psalm 91 under his breath.

After he finished saying Psalm 91 out loud, the angels of the Lord encompassed him, turned their backs to him, held out their great bright shields before them, and then linked them together to form an impenetrable hedge of protection all around my son. Then no more demons were able to even try to attack him.

From that moment on, he began to feel better, and not as sick as he had been before class.

The class listened with great interest to the tarot card reader explain how she can read the people. Not once did this girl ever mention any demons.

My son wondered what would be the reaction, if a believer gave a talk on how they are led by the Holy Spirit, and could also ‘read’ the souls of the people, and even cast out a person’s demons and heal them. Would they listen with such rapt attention as they gave the tarot card reader, or would it be said of them that many miracles did not happen there, because of their unbelief?

Within a day or two of loosing that demon, my son was completely recovered from his flu-like illness.

Sadly, the tarot card reader girl was absent the following week, and when she returned, she told the class she had been sick with the flu, and that she probably caught it from a babysitting job she had on the same day of her presentation on Tai Chi.

My son remained silent, convinced by the Holy Spirit that this particular tarot card reader would not be open to hearing about how she really became sick with the flu…

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Our family still continues to learn more about the unseen world through these gifts the Holy Spirit has given us. These are the main lessons our family learned from this experience:

1. Sicknesses like the flu, are caused by demons.
2. Even true born-again Holy Spirit-filled believers can have a demon.
3. One can ‘catch’ a demon of sickness from another without touching them.
4. Instead of casting out or binding up attacking demons, Psalm 91 can be used to fight them off.
5. The completion of Psalm 91 calls forth several of God’s angels to protect you.
6. God’s angels use their large shields to make an interlocking hedge of protection around you.
7. It is VERY important to memorize Psalm 91!
8. Tarot card readers have many demons attached to them.
9. These demons ‘read’ the person, and then whisper this knowledge to the reader.
10. Satan can perform what some may see as ‘miracles’, by using his demons.
11. Consenting to have a tarot card reader ‘read’ you, can open you up to demons.
12. Tarot card readers can use many different religious demons to help them.
13. Always follow the promptings of the Holy Spirit within you. Our God always wants the VERY best for His children!
14. Our God is more than willing to protect His children ANYWHERE. All we need to do is ask and follow Him!

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Psalm 91, Recovery Bible:

We live within the shadow of the Almighty, sheltered by the God who is above all gods. This I declare, that He alone is my refuge, my place of safety; He is my God and I am trusting Him. For He rescues you from every trap and protects you from the fatal plague. He will shield you with His wings! They will shelter you. His faithful promises are your armor. Now you don’t need to be afraid of the dark any more, nor fear the dangers of the day, nor dread the plagues of darkness, nor disasters in the morning. Though a thousand fall at my side, though ten thousand are dying around me, the evil will not touch me. I will see how the wicked are punished, but I will not share it. For Jehovah is my refuge! I choose the God above all gods to shelter me. How then can evil overtake me or any plague come near? For He orders His angels to protect you wherever you go. They will steady you with their hands to keep you from stumbling against the rocks on the trail. You can safely meet a lion or step on poisonous snakes, yes, even trample them beneath your feet! For the Lord says, “Because he loves me, I will rescue him; I will make him great because he trusts in My name. When he calls on Me, I will answer; I will be with him in trouble and rescue him and honor him. I will satisfy him with a full life and give him My salvation.”

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Living In Fear Of My Daughter

A dream…

(This was given to me many months after the dream one of my kids had that I’ve shared in my previous post. See https://dreamsofdunamis.wordpress.com/2013/01/03/what-about-the-children/)

I was a mother of a teenage girl, who was maybe fourteen or fifteen years old.

She looked like Amy Farafouler from the TV show called “The Big Bang”. But she wasn’t actually as smart,
She just acted like she was.

She had been sent home from school,
Along with all the others,
To go live with her family full time,
As the schools themselves had closed up,
Because they no longer had the funding and the supplies to keep them all open.

This girl,
Had been mostly brought up in the public school system,
(having spent her weekly days there,)
And was loyal to the system and the government, as taught by her teachers, and supported by her peers.
But now, suddenly, she was home with me.

I was still expected, somehow,
To be able to suddenly change where her loyalties lay,
And transfer that dependency on me.

But it didn’t work.

I was expected by the government,
To simply continue on the best that I could,
In continuing her devotion to the Government.

I was given full responsibility for her and her behavior,
But had no power to enforce anything.

Spanking of any form was outlawed,
And the only thing I had to help, perhaps,
To cause her to obey me,
Was the possible withholding of treats or presents.
(But even that was starting to be frowned upon by the government.)

We were told to go to a meeting of some kind,
And it reminded me of a church building and meeting,
For there were benches to sit on,
And those there in the audience, had to remain silent, and listen to the speaker talk.

Economic punishments were handed out
To those parents who had kids that interrupted the talks.

Mine just had to be one of the worst offenders in our little area.

She would whisper and talk to her friends sitting next to her,
And even laugh out loud, without any regard to the speaker,
Or others around her. She knew this would shame me.

I tried to go over and whisper to her to be quiet,
But she would then respond to me loudly,
Claiming that I was trying to talk to her about unimportant things unrelated to the service, and that “now was not the time.”

I was so mad at her, that I wanted to slap her, but knew I could not.

I threatened her, by telling her that I would withhold the treat I had set aside for her and give it to her younger brother instead, but she ignored me.

She kept on being loud and interrupting the service,
So I tried again to have her be silent,
By repeating my admonition.
She tried to get up, as if she was going to move away from me to sit farter away, but I held on to her tightly by the arm.
She yanked her arm from my grip,
But sat back down in her seat.
She then began to talk even louder to her friend next to her,
Laughing at something her friend had said,
And I reached behind her neck and grabbed a few hairs to hold on to, as she again struggled to get away from me.

Loosing a few strands of hair did nothing to stop her.

After the service,
As we piled up into my car to go back home,
I could hear my daughter talking to her friends
About how bad of a mother I was,
And if she should go ahead and make up a situation about me and her,
and then file a report on me with the authorities.

I sighed, and suddenly, as we were all driving home,
I seen my future with my daughter stretch out before me.
I’d be living in fear of my daughter, and of what she might do next to get at me.

It was quite unpleasant.

But what could I do?

I sighed again,
And began to count the days
Till she would move out on her own…

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I then woke up.

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The Booming Voice From Above

(Seen through the eyes of one of my children…)

My whole family is gathered around the table for the evening meal. As is our custom, we each take turns thanking the Lord for something we are thankful for.  

This time, unseen to all but one child, was a row of ten demons, lined up on the other side of our kitchen countertop, listening in.
The first child said they were thankful for their new friend that they had just met.

At that, one of the demons turned to the demon next to him, and said “Hey! I know! Let’s see if we can get them to turn against each other and hate each other!”

Right as the other demons were about to chime in and agree to the plan, a booming voice from above, yelled out.

“NO!”

At this, the demons shivered and cowered in fear, but did not address the voice itself. Instead, they ignored it the best they could, and continued listening to what else we were thankful for.

Another child spoke up. “I’m thankful for the dog and this wonderful meal.”

Again the demons began to whisper amongst themselves, but were suddenly interrupted by a booming loud voice.

“NO!”

“I’m also thankful for the new internet games my friend just gave me.”

At this, one of the demons whispered something into the ear of the one next to him. What was said, was not heard.

And this time, the booming voice from above was disturbingly silent.
My husband spoke up next. “I’m thankful that the Lord has moved us up here, and that we have this house to live in.”

But at this, for some reason, it was the demons themselves that remained silent, watching.

Another one of us spoke up. “I’m thankful we still have the chickens that we do have.” (This was after several of our favorite ones suddenly dying.)

At this the demons chortled with glee and exclaimed, “Yeah! Let’s go kill off the rest of them!”

“NO!” slapped the booming voice from up above.

And again, the demons cowered, shook, and tried to hide underneath each other, but they did not look up.

Next, I spoke up. “I’m thankful for still being married to my husband, and that I was well enough to make the dinner.”

Again the demons conspired, but what they conspired was not heard. It did not matter however, for once again, that booming voice was heard from above.

“NO!”

The demons cowered and shook amongst themselves yet again.

This continued till all had spoken their thanks out loud and the prayer had ended.

Then the demons left.
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Job 1
6 Now there was a day when the sons of God came to present themselves before the LORD, and Satan came also among them. 7 And the LORD said unto Satan, Whence comest thou? Then Satan answered the LORD, and said, From going to and fro in the earth, and from walking up and down in it. 8 And the LORD said unto Satan, Hast thou considered my servant Job, that there is none like him in the earth, a perfect and an upright man, one that feareth God, and escheweth evil? 9 Then Satan answered the LORD, and said, Doth Job fear God for nought? 10 Hast not thou made an hedge about him, and about his house, and about all that he hath on every side? thou hast blessed the work of his hands, and his substance is increased in the land. 11 But put forth thine hand now, and touch all that he hath, and he will curse thee to thy face. 12 And the LORD said unto Satan, Behold, all that he hath is in thy power; only upon himself put not forth thine hand. So Satan went forth from the presence of the LORD.
Job 42
10 And the LORD turned the captivity of Job, when he prayed for his friends: also the LORD gave Job twice as much as he had before. 12 So the LORD blessed the latter end of Job more than his beginning: for he had fourteen thousand sheep, and six thousand camels, and a thousand yoke of oxen, and a thousand she asses. 13 He had also seven sons and three daughters. 16 After this lived Job an hundred and forty years, and saw his sons, and his sons’ sons, even four generations. 17 So Job died, being old and full of days.