Dedication

Blessed Assurance, Jesus is mine,

Oh, what a foretaste of glory divine,
Heir of salvation, Purchase of God,
Born of His Spirit, Washed in His blood.

Perfect submission, Perfect delight,

Visions of rapture now burst on my sight,
Angels descending, Bring from above,
Echoes of mercy, Whispers of love.

Perfect submission, All is at rest,

I in my Savior am happy and blest,
Watching and waiting, Looking above,
Filled with His goodness, Lost in His love.

This is my story, This is my song,

Praising my Savior all the day long;

Thank you Jason

You are my special angel sent by a loving God.
Because of your encouragement,
I have finished this book.
You are my Blessed Assurance.
You are my hiding place;

You will preserve me

from trouble;

You shall surround me

with songs of deliverance.

Selah

Psalm 32:7
A True Story
Written By
Mary Carroll
 Jesus Came
And
Set The
Captives Free
 Introduction
Revelation 12:11
11 And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb,
and by the word of their testimony,
and they did not love their lives to the death.

The other day I was telling my friend that I am

probably more surprised than anyone that I am actually
writing this book. If it were up to me to select someone to
author a book, I would not have chosen myself.
My gifts and talents are in no way related to the field
of writing. For this reason, I ask you to please ignore any
errors that I may have made. In addition, the names that
I used throughout my testimony have been changed.
With each written word, I would like to walk you down
this tumultuous path that I call my life story. Throughout
this book, I will be sharing complex and challenging
events with you. I hope that you will be empathic and
able to identify with what I have had to endure.
Throughout my childhood, I had to undergo bizarre
and peculiar occurrences within the demonic realm and
suffered a great deal of rejection along with unbearable
torment. In turn though, I have been exceedingly blessed
by God, partaking in the supernatural treasures within His
splendid kingdom. When you finish reading, you will also
have the opportunity to share in the joy that can only
come through knowing Jesus as your Lord and Savior.
Before coming to Jesus in 1976, I was possessed with
legions of demons. After becoming born-again, I was set
free from demon possession, but I was still oppressed and
had to suffer through numerous deliverances for complete
freedom to take place. These deliverances took place over
a 32 year span. Today, I am able to walk in total freedom
and am no longer oppressed. Jesus set me free, layer by
layer, until satan himself was exposed and cast out of my
life forever. My final deliverance from all demonic
domination took place soon after Easter 2008.
My journey towards freedom from my hellish
oppression has been exhausting. I felt constantly fatigued
due to the unceasing harassment from demons. The
satanic domination was so heavy and difficult to bear.
Each day brought some type of hardship into my chaotic
life. Before I came to Jesus, there was hardly a day that I
felt happy. Most days I was incredibly depressed and did
not even wish to live.
It was soon after I gave my life to Jesus that I began
to recall the ritual abuse from my childhood. I was 27
years old when my first identifiable flashback surfaced.
Before that time, I had frequent flashbacks, but could not
understand the meaning of the pictures that were rushing
through my mind. Soon after the first recognizable
flashback emerged, the memories came flooding out,
overwhelming me on a daily basis. Each embedded
memory that violently surfaced made me ill for days on
end. For many years, I was mentally, emotionally and
physically sick and unable to cope with life in general.
As I write this introduction, I sit here, amazed that I
barely think about my past ritual exploitations anymore.
When God heals, He takes away all of the sorrowful grief
and pain deeply embedded within the soul. In addition,
because of the inner healings and deliverances, the past
memories no longer rip at my tender heart.
Before receiving total deliverance, I thought that I
would never be free. I expected that the deeply rooted,
raw hurt that constantly tortured me was something that
I would have to endure for the rest of my life. I really did
not believe that I would ever experience a quiet calm
within my mind. Today, I am able to testifying that I
dwell in continual peace. I give God the glory for all of my
deliverances and healings that have taken place in my
life. It is only through the name of Jesus that I am
liberated from satan and his wicked demons.
Once I reached adulthood, I tried to physically run
away from my past, picking up and moving every few
months. I was only able to stay in one place for a short
amount of time before I had to move on. I was trying
desperately to shove behind me all the lingering torment,
but it tightly adhered itself to me and followed me
wherever I went. I was unable to shake off the vivid
memories that were plaguing my emotions and body on a
daily basis.
I was constantly sabotaging myself, managing to keep
my life tumultuous and full of chaos. I forced myself to
live chaotically. Having my life in an uproar was familiar
to me. My disorderly life kept me from having to listen to
my blaring inner pain.
However, once I was delivered from satan, I was no
longer downtrodden by my painful past. Today, the
burden of torment and sadness has been absolutely
removed. I am finally settled, not only in a home, but
within myself. Being able to live in the quiet calm that I
longed to experience for over 56 years has brought more
joy than I ever imagined.
Last evening, God proved to me again that I was
totally liberated from satan. I happened to be watching
TV and the station was showing programs from the
1950’s. It was during this decade, as a small girl, that I
watched these shows along with the rest of my family
members. It was also during the 50’s when I was first
introduced into satanism and subjected to the most
indescribable torment from ritual abuse.
If I had seen these programs a year before, I would
have immediately changed the channel. It would have
triggered too many past memories and intense grief. But,
last evening I was able to watch these programs and
actually enjoyed them.
Before starting to write this book, I asked Jesus to
allow me to revisit those areas that have been previously
blocked from my memory. With all of my past abuse
revealed, I would be able to give you a better glimpse
into my life as a child forced into satanism.
 I also asked Jesus to take away any feelings of
discomfort or uneasiness as these grim regions within my
mind became unlocked and disclosed. Another request of
mine was that I would not be embarrassed to write about
any of my atrocious experiences or hindered from sharing
those experiences that the Holy Spirit is prompting me to
make public
I do not claim to be a theologian, able to explain
completely why or how demonic encounters happen. I can
only share my own personal experiences and prove those
encounters authentic with the Word of God.
As you read, you will notice that I
have included a variety of verses from
the Bible (New King James Version).
The Word of God is more powerful
than any word that I have personally
written. Only God’s Word and the
name of Jesus has the power to set
you free. You do not have to believe
what I have written, however, you
must believe the Word of God to
experience liberty from the demonic.
Writing this book was very gratifying to me. Even
more, I enjoyed reading it. My story reminds me of how
much God has healed me from my past mistreatments.
My favorite chapter is the last one and every time that I
read it, tears well up in my eyes. I am so thankful for all
that God has done for me. As I reflect back, I can see
how God had His hand of protection over me throughout
my entire life.
If I had to wait for God to bless me because I
deserved it, I would have nothing today. We do not
deserve anything from God. It is only because He loves
and cherishes each one of us. He yearns to save, heal
and deliver each individual on earth.
I chose not to write that much about what occurred
during the rituals. I could have described all the gory
details, but that is not what this book is about. I prefer to
give only a few details to make you more aware of what a
child has to endure when involved in the occult. If you are
searching for more information as to what takes place
during satanic rituals, there are websites available that
describe the ceremonies.
I did, however, make a point to insert pictures and
they are not sadistic in anyway. I wish for these photos to
tug at your heart, jolt you into praying and speaking out
for all the little ones that are being brutally abused by
satan, demons and satan’s human servants.
While writing this book, my desire was to spend more
time telling you about my experiences with Jesus than my
dealings with satan. Before my final deliverance, I would
speak a lot more about satan than Jesus. Because the
painful oppression immersed me in such constant
anguish, that was my main focus throughout the day.
Now that I am free and not mulling over the afflictions, I
enjoy speaking about Jesus and His delivering power.
Also, I need to tell you that I received a great deal of
my deliverance while at home. Most of the demons would
manifest there and when they showed their evil self, I
would bind them in the name of Jesus and cast them out.
At the exact moment they left, my body would shiver
and I could actually feel these evil beings leaving my
body. While the demons manifested, Jesus would reveal
their names or status, but not all the time. When we use
the authority of the name of Jesus, the demons have to
leave, whether we know their names or not. Anyone that
acknowledges Jesus as their Lord and Savior has power
over the demonic.
If you need deliverance, ask Jesus to lead and guide
you. Sometimes deliverance can take place at home,
other times you will need another person to pray and cast
out the demon. Church is a powerful place to receive
deliverance. Jesus will lead you to the best church or
person to assist you in receiving your freedom. He is
faithful and desires you to be set free.
When I first recognized that I needed deliverance, I
would beg anyone that believed in Jesus to pray for me. I
was in so much pain that I thought as long as the person
was a Christian and said “In the name of Jesus”, I would
be delivered. I was wrong.
 For this reason, it is important that you ask Jesus to
lead you to the right person or church. Otherwise, you
will be disappointed because you will not receive the
deliverance that you need Demons are very aware of
who comprehends the power that Jesus has given to His
Church and those individuals are the only ones that the
demons will obey.
There are so many men, women and children that
have become caught up in satanism. These people are
really seeking a spiritual experience and are trying to find
Jesus and are sidetracked by satan’s deception of the
Truth. These individuals are bound by demons and are
blindly controlled and manipulated by satan’s evil ways.
Once a person finds Jesus, satan knows he has lost that
individual forever. No wonder satan sidetracks his
captives, diverting them from finding Jesus, forgiveness
and total deliverance.
I grieve for all the people that are possessed or
oppressed by the merciless and unseen bondages from
satan. God longs to see all these individuals become
born-again and totally set free from all demonic
domination through the shed blood of Jesus.
The other day, I had a woman contact me by email
about her friend who is possessed. What a blessing it was
to receive Lisa’s letter. This Christian woman came across
my book while searching the internet. She was trying to
understand possession, desiring to help her friend. When
we begin to seek answers from God, He knows how to
direct our steps so that we find the Truth. We find Jesus.
After reading my book, she asked a question in
regards to my family members. As you read, you will
notice that I have not spoken about my family except in a
few places. I did this on purpose, so that I would not
embarrass any member of my immediate family. Since
each person has their own personal story, it is their
decision to tell it in the way they experienced it.
I am not judging or blaming anyone but satan for
what has taken place in my life. I have no ill feelings
toward any person that has harmed me. I am writing
about all these people with Love in my heart. Jesus has
forgiven me, therefore, I have forgiven all my abusers. I
am free!
Every human is a sinner and needs forgiveness. Jesus
has died for each person on earth and forgiveness, along
with deliverance, is available for anyone that asks.
If you are a born-again believer, pray that all of
satan’s tactics will be exposed and the individuals
involved in the occult will come to Jesus. In addition, we
need to pray for our brothers and sisters in Jesus that are
harassed by the demonic.
I believe that through my blunt truthfulness about my
experiences in satanism, that people who are blindly
trapped in this same situation, will know that Jesus loves
them and has a good plan for their life. Jesus willingly
died on the cross, making it possible for all humans to be
set free from satan’s wicked devices. Jesus seized every
sin, hurt and disappointment and then He was nailed to
the wooden cross. The moment that Jesus died, satan
was perfectly and utterly defeated.
That fallen angel has come to kill, steal and destroy
everything in a person’s life. He does not respect anyone
here on earth and really does not care if we suffer. In
fact, our suffering amuses him. The devil does not wish
for anyone to be spiritually born again. Again, once that
happens, he has lost that individual for all eternity.
If you have not given your life to Jesus, would you like
to pray and accept Him now? He loves you no matter how
grave the sin may be that you have committed. We have
all sinned, no human is perfect or without fault. Jesus
died for every sin. He died for you. Forgiveness and
restoration is available through the shed blood of Jesus.
You do not have to be concerned about getting your
life straightened out before coming to Jesus. He invites
you to come to Him just the way you are. You do not
have the ability to change yourself, but Jesus has all the
power to transform those areas in your life that are not
right. His desire is to make you whole.
Jesus also has promised that He will destroy all the
works of the devil. Jesus will take all your pain and
sorrow and then give you more joy than what you ever
thought was possible. Take His hand, He cares so very
much for you and Jesus has a wonderful plan for your life.

Dear Jesus ....

I ask You to come into my heart to live and be Lord of my
Life. I thank You for dying on the cross so that I can be
free from all bondages. I repent of all I have done wrong
and not pleasing in Your sight. I now give to You all that I
am. I desire to be Your servant. I thank You that You are
now cleansing me, breaking all satanic bondages and
making me whole, in Jesus name. Amen!

1 John 1:9
9 If we confess our sins,
He is faithful
and just to forgive us our sins,
and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.

Psalm 95:6-7
6 Oh come, let us worship
and bow down;
Let us kneel before the LORD our Maker.
7 For He is our God,
And we are the people of His pasture,
And the sheep of His hand.
 CHAPTER 1
The Promise

Luke 1:30
30 Then the angel said to her,
“Do not be afraid, Mary,
for you have found favor with God.
And behold,
you will conceive in your womb
and bring forth a Son,
and shall call His name
JESUS.”

The Angel of the Lord appeared to Mary proclaiming

that God had specifically chosen her to give birth to the
Savior of the world. The long awaited Promise was ready
to enter earth. Jesus was soon to be born. Mary serenely
pondered over these extraordinary
words declared by the angelic creature.
Furthermore, she was not willing to
share the good news about the coming
Redeemer until the time was exactly
right.

Isaiah 7:14
14 Therefore the Lord Himself
will give you a sign:
Behold,
the virgin shall conceive and bear a Son,
and shall call His name Immanuel.
 I, like Mary, have been pregnant with a specific
promise from God. My special promise is this book. Unlike
Mary’s pregnancy, the words in this book had to develop
longer than the average nine-month gestation period.
This book has been maturing for many years, fifty-nine
years to be exact. Like the birth of Jesus, my promise was
also destined to come forth at a precise time. That time
has arrived.
While typing out this chapter, God gave me a dream.
In this dream, I was a very pregnant woman and because
I had been carrying this unborn baby over a prolonged
period, my stomach was enormous. Birthing this baby
was painless, unlike the delivery of my own children, in
which I demanded an epidural. The symbolization of my
night dream represents the countless years of growth and
the pain free release of this unique book.

Isaiah 66:7
7 Before she was in labor,
she gave birth;
Before her pain came,
She delivered a male child.

It was seventeen years ago when God told me that I

was going to write a book. I was standing in the middle of
my living room picking up children’s toys when I heard
His voice. That next Sunday at church God’s words were
confirmed. Pointing to me from his pulpit, my pastor
released the good news. I had been chosen by God to
write a book.
Because I was an immature Christian, I assumed this
book had to be written immediately. A few days after my
pastor’s confirmation, I sat down at my kitchen table with
the typewriter placed directly in front of me. I fixed my
eyes on the alphabetical keys, but not one word
materialized onto that blank piece of paper. Even though
I had already decided on the title for my book, I certainly
had no idea where to begin.
Discouraged, I discontinued my writings and placed
the typewriter on the shelf inside the dark storage closet.
 There it sat, thrust aside, along with my aspirations to
write about my life story. Shutting the closet door, I
returned to my every day responsibilities, leaving behind
God’s verbalized promise that I would publish a book.
Feeling downhearted, my thoughts conveyed to me
that I must not have heard correctly from God. Besides,
at that time, I had no idea that God promises can
sometimes take years to develop.
The point is, after all these years, this need to put pen
to paper has never departed. God placed within me the
inner longing to write about what I had to endure
throughout my childhood. He purposely locked these
words tightly away until He was ready to expose my
traumatic story.
Over the last seventeen years, these words have
slowly increased and expanded. Now this manuscript has
grown to full maturity. Today, I am giving birth to this
long awaited story. At this precise time, these heartfelt
words are being sent forth into the world to accomplish
God’s ultimate purpose.

Isaiah 55:11
11 So shall My word be
that goes forth from My mouth;
It shall not return to Me void,
But it shall accomplish what I please,
And it shall prosper in the thing
for which I sent it.

Every articulated word that you will be reading

resembles a minuscule seed. The inscription in the Bible
draws a distinction between spiritual seeds and natural
seeds. The Word of God compares a spiritual word from
the Bible to that of an ordinary mustard seed.
Once a mustard seed has been sown into the ground,
it slowly grows and ultimately matures into a large tree.
Under that established tree’s branches is a resting place
for the weary to receive strength.
 So it is with a Biblical word. Once the
word is planted into the heart of an
individual, it grows to maturity and
becomes a resting place during times of
personal struggles.

Mark 4:32
32 but when it is sown,
it grows up,
and becomes greater than all herbs,
and shoots out large branches,
so that the birds of the air
may nest under its shade.

My tiny mustard seed, representing the contents of

this book, was planted many years back. After being
caringly nurtured by the Holy Spirit, this very small seed
burrowed itself deep into the rich soil of my mind and
spread its roots. Over time it nudged and pushed itself
upward to the surface. From a small seed that appeared
to be dead, comes forth a thriving plant that is forming
colorful and aromatic sentences. God intentionally planted
each word seed within this book for His purpose, to bring
Life to the wounded, to introduce Jesus to the hurting.

2 Corinthians 2:14-16
14 Now thanks be to God
who always leads us in triumph in Christ,
and through us diffuses the fragrance of
His knowledge in every place.
15 For we are to God the
fragrance of Christ among those
who are being saved,
and among those who are perishing.
16 To the one we are the aroma
of death leading to death,
and to the other the aroma of
life leading to life.
 Isaiah 55:11
11 So shall My word be that
goes forth from My mouth;
It shall not return to Me void,
But it shall accomplish what I please.

Matthew 13:23
23 But he who received seed
on the good ground is he
who hears the word and understands it,
who indeed bears fruit and produces:
some a hundredfold,
some sixty,
some thirty.

Because I had set this manuscript aside for so many

years, I assumed that it had simply dried up and died
off. However, the Spirit of God was tenderly nurturing
and protecting these words planted deeply within my
heart.
These written words are meant to bring forth a
fragrant aroma, along with Christ-like beauty into the
lives of those that are now reading this book. The beauty
is the healing process restoring individuals. The delicate
scent is the righteousness of God arising out from each
restored person.

Isaiah 61:3
3 To console those who mourn in Zion,
To give them beauty for ashes,
The oil of joy for mourning,
The garment of praise
for the spirit of heaviness;
That they may be called
trees of righteousness,
The planting of the LORD,
that He may be glorified.
 Isaiah 61:11
11 For as the earth brings forth its bud,
As the garden causes the things
that are sown in it to spring forth,
So the Lord GOD
will cause righteousness
and praise to spring forth
before all the nations.

One evening, while reflecting on Isaiah 61, God gave

me this vision below.
Outstretched before me was a sizeable, level field that
had been plowed in straight, uniform rows. After the
earthen soil had been cultivated, miniature looking seeds
were meticulously being planted into the fertile ground.
As the vision progressed, I observed a multitude of
trees growing taller and after maturing they blossomed,
displaying multi-colored flowers on each branch. I
attentively watched while each limb repeatedly bloomed.
The trees never withered or died.
These forever-blooming plants in my vision can be
compared to the Word of God taking root in our own
lives. Once the Holy Spirit tills the fertile soil of our heart
and prepares the rich soil of our mind, each inspired seed
is caringly planted. Then the Spirit of God frequently
waters each Word seed until it matures and increases in
strength. In the fullness of time, it develops into a sturdy
tree. At the right moment, the branches bloom, yielding a
never ending abundance of Christ’s righteousness.
Over the last seventeen years, I have struggled to jot
down the events that took place in my life, the words
would evade my mind time and again. I set the book
aside only to discover that every time I picked it up, I
was still unable to write about my story. A few weeks
back, during a Sunday evening service, it was brought to
my attention again.
This particular Sunday night, my pastor invited a
minister from Mississippi to preach. Towards the end of
his sermon, the preacher indicated there were three
individuals sitting in the auditorium that had been called
by God to write a book. He requested that these people
raise their hands to be acknowledged. Without a doubt, I
knew I was one of the three upcoming writers. However,
I did not raise my hand, discerning this book was not to
be revealed yet. Like the birth of Jesus, God would make
it public in due time.

Jeremiah 1:9
9 Then the LORD put forth His hand
and touched my mouth,
and the LORD said to me:
Behold,
I have put My words
in your mouth.
 CHAPTER 2
Adam and Eve

Genesis 2:7
7 And the LORD God formed
man of the dust of the ground,
and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life;
and man became a living being.

God formed man from the dust of the earth and after
breathing into his nostrils man became a living individual.
The Creator gifted this new man, Adam, with title and
ownership over the earth. Earth became Adam’s prized
habitation from a generous God. It belonged entirely to
this newly fashioned man and Adam had
been purposely selected by God as the
planet’s caretaker.
Then after taking a rib from man, God
formed woman. This woman, named Eve,
was Adam’s intimate companion. Both
creatures were sinless, perfect and
complete in every way. These two created
humans were christened God’s beloved
child.

Genesis 2:21-22
21 And the LORD God caused a deep
sleep to fall on Adam,
and he slept;
and He took one of his ribs,
and closed up the flesh in its place.
22 Then the rib which the LORD
God had taken from man
He made into a woman,
and He brought her to the man.

Neither Adam nor Eve perceived that they were naked

because God had enveloped them in His luminous
presence. Their garments consisted of His unlimited joy
and peace, while God’s unconditional love draped around
their nude bodies.
Adam was instructed by God to teach this one of a
kind woman to abide by the law concerning the Tree of
Knowledge of Good and Evil. Adam was not only
responsible to teach Eve about this vital commandment
from God, but he was also ordered to protect her from
satan.

Genesis 2:16-17
16 And the LORD God
commanded the man, saying
“Of every tree of the garden
you may freely eat;
17 but of the tree of the knowledge
of good and evil you shall not eat,
for in the day that you eat of it
you shall surely die.”

Envious of Adam, satan coveted the right to rule over

the exquisite planet. Jealous that this newly created man
had been positioned to oversee the earth, satan sought
out to dominate man’s habitation. This fallen angel
instigated a devious plan to swindle Adam into handing
over his treasured gift.
Adam was the significant creature that satan was
pursuing. This eternal man was the only being that God
granted sanctioned guardianship over the earth. Eve had
been designed to be Adam’s helper, not the official keeper
of the planet. The title of custodian over the earth was
given only to Adam.
For this reason, satan knew it was imperative for
Adam to go against the direct orders from God to be able
to take possession of the planet. It would be only through
Adam’s disobedience that the deed of the earth would be
relinquished over into satan’s custody.
Stalking Eve became effortless for satan. She had
been left vulnerable and approachable. Even though
Adam was to shield Eve from this demon’s cunning
tactics, he was not diligently watching or guarding her.
 After cloaking himself as a serpent, satan approached
Eve with his mischievous conversation. “Eve, he
whispered, “don’t you want to be like God?” “God must
be hiding significant knowledge and treasures from you
by charging you not to eat from that tree.”

Genesis 3:4-5
4 Then the serpent said to the woman,
“You will not surely die.
5 For God knows that in the day you eat of it
your eyes will be opened,
and you will be like God,
knowing good and evil.”

Eve, for a fleeting moment, contemplated over the

words suggested by satan and then accepted his crafty
explanation as enlightening truth. She had been lied to,
tricked by satan’s shrewdness. Eve, in secrecy, ate the
forbidden fruit from the Tree of Knowledge.
Eve approached Adam and after sharing her
persuasive, deceitful words, Adam also consumed the
forbidden fruit from the Tree. Due to
Adam’s outright rebellion, satan was able
to take control of man’s priceless
inheritance. The presence of God
embracing these human’s nude bodies
instantly lifted. At that exact moment and
for the first time, both inhabitants comprehended
nakedness. Now having to pay the price for their sin of
rebellion, death would be their atrocious sentence.

Genesis 3:7
7 Then the eyes of both of them were opened,
and they knew that they were naked.

The pair immediately understood that they had

committed a crucial transgression, but it was too late.
Death was the final penalty for their sin of disobedience
against God.
 Sin covered the earth like a thick blanket. Mortality
absorbed the entire universe; nothing was left untouched
by its horrid affect. The beginning of the end was
initiated. Time, as we know it, was launched.
Stealing dominion and robbing man from his perfect
habitation was satan’s underlying scheme. However,
before God even spoke the universe into existence, He
was fully aware that Adam would be lured into satan’s
underhanded scheme.
God, ahead of time, put into motion a flawless plan.
Through the death and resurrection of His Son Jesus,
earth would be lawfully reclaimed, undoing satan’s
imprisonment of the planet and all humans.

Proverbs 8:23
23 I have been established from everlasting,
From the beginning,
before there was ever an earth.

Only a faultless and unflawed sacrifice would have the

adequate amount of power to
reinstate earth back to its rightful
Authority and Judge. Jesus, the
spotless Lamb, elected to lay aside
the magnificence of heaven, come to
earth as a human and freely die on
the cross for all His creation. Through
His violent crucifixion and His
victorious resurrection, Jesus became
the everlasting Champion, seizing the
planet back out of satan’s grasp.
After the blood sacrifice of Jesus, all creation
instantaneously reversed back into God’s safekeeping.
God took back custody of the earth and bestowed it upon
His Son. Then Jesus transferred all authority and power to
His true servants, the Body of Christ.
Because of this spiritual exchange from Jesus to His
Church, all born-again followers are now mandated to
crush the head of satan, not only in their own lives, but
also in the lives of others.
 Luke 9:1-2
1 Then He called His twelve disciples together
and gave them power
and authority over all demons,
and to cure diseases.
2 He sent them to preach
the kingdom of God
and to heal the sick.

Romans 16:20
20 And the God of peace will crush satan
under your feet shortly.
The grace of our
Lord Jesus Christ be with you.
Amen.
 CHAPTER 3
Paul the Apostle
Romans 7:24
24 O wretched man that I am!
Who will deliver me from this body of death?

“O wretched man that I am!” Paul, the

apostle exclaimed about himself in the
recordings of the Bible. Paul’s passionate
words, written down for all to read, would
penitently depart from his mouth during
periods of inner turmoil. Paul’s expression
became more heartfelt each time he
petitioned God to shape and mold his life to
resemble Jesus.
Before acknowledging Jesus as Savior,
Paul felt exceedingly confident that he had
devoted himself to every aspect of the Jewish
law. Not recognizing that he was being manipulated by
that slithering being named satan, Paul relentlessly
persecuted the followers of Jesus. The Christians were
loudly proclaiming that Jesus is the true Messiah. Of
course, this proclamation went against all that Paul
believed to be the truth from the Old Testament
scriptures.
Paul’s objective was to seek out all those that claimed
to be believers of Jesus and squash their evangelistic
preaching. Driven to overthrow all those that were in
opposition to his Jewish convictions, Paul’s intentions
were to either imprison these religious rebels or have
them put to death. Despite Paul’s efforts, the Christians
further established and expanded God’s true church.
Paul was resistant to the belief that Jesus is the
Messiah that the prophets had foretold would rescue
Israel from all their enemies. “How could that be
possible? Jesus, a man like himself, was a carpenter by
trade, not royalty. How could an ordinary wood worker
save Israel?”
 The Jewish nation envisioned their Messiah as a
mighty commander, riding upon a muscular stallion. The
Israelites yearned to be able to boast about their leader,
comparing their Messiah to King David. Their sovereign
ruler would lead the Jewish nation, prevailing against all
the Goliaths in Israel. The Jews would
be victorious, united as one as top-
quality warriors marched confidently
for their Lord defeating all their
enemies. This Jewish Messiah, once
rightly crowned their conquering
King, would be seated on His royal
throne in Jerusalem, presiding over
Israel.

Matthew 27:11
11 Now Jesus stood before the governor.
And the governor asked Him, saying,
“Are You the King of the Jews?”
Jesus said to him,
“It is as you say.”

Jesus, contained in human flesh, made His way onto

this earth as a newborn baby boy. The maternity ward
was not located in a regal palace, but Jesus earthly
beginning originated in an animal shelter. He was not
wrapped in priceless kingly garments, but swaddled in a
traditional cloth warmly snuggling on a bed of hay. Royal
maidservants did not attend to His earthly needs, but it
was Mary and Joseph who affectionately cared for Jesus
throughout His childhood years.

John 3:16
16 For God so loved the world
that He gave His only begotten Son.
That whoever believes in Him
should not perish
but have everlasting life.
 By the age of 30, Jesus had been prepared to shift from
an ordinary Jewish man into His preordained radical
ministry. Jesus announced that He was God in the flesh
coming to earth to liberate all humankind.

John 1:14
14 And the Word became flesh
and dwelt among us,
and we beheld His glory,
the glory as of the only begotten of the Father,
full of grace and truth.

1 John 5:7
7 For there are three that
bear witness in heaven:
the Father,
the Word,
and the Holy Spirit;
and these three are one.

Jesus made known to the inhabitants of Israel that the

Kingdom of God had arrived on earth. He taught all those
that were willing to listen that God loved and cherished
His creation. Jesus displayed the love of God by healing
the sick and casting out demons.

Matthew 4:24
24 Then His fame went throughout all Syria:
and they brought to Him
all sick people who were afflicted
with various diseases and torments,
and those who were demon-possessed with devils,
epileptics and paralytics
and He healed them.

The predetermined day when Jesus entered into the

city of Jerusalem to die on the cross, the King of the Jews
was not riding on a stallion, but a baby donkey. His kingly
saddle was not constructed from genuine leather or
trimmed in costly gold. It was the customary garments
related to that day in time that were placed on the
insignificant animal’s back. Jesus rode submissively into
Jerusalem as a humble and meek servant.

Mark 11:7
7 Then they brought
the colt to Jesus,
and threw their clothes on it,
and He sat on it.

Within three days after His merciless death on the

cross, Jesus triumphantly emerged from the tomb as King
and Lord. Jesus defeated the enemy of God and man,
satan, by overpowering and causing this evil one’s
permanent downfall. Now, even satan, along with all
demons, have to bow and confess that Jesus is Lord.

Philippians 2:9-11
9 Therefore God also has highly exalted Him
and given Him the name
which is above every name,
10 that at the name of Jesus
every knee should bow,
of those in heaven and of those on earth,
and of those under the earth,
11 and that every tongue should confess that
Jesus Christ is Lord,
to the glory of God the Father.

Paul, before he became an apostle, had an encounter

with Jesus one particular day. Saul, his given name at
birth, was riding along with his carefully selected buddies
and most likely, they were out harassing Christian
believers.
Jesus met Saul on the dirt road and called out to him.
“Saul, why are you persecuting Me?” The Bible goes on to
explain how a bright light blinded Saul. At that moment,
Saul fully devoted his life to Jesus. Then, by means of
ordained circumstances, Saul received healing from his
blindness. Later on, his name Saul was changed to Paul.
 Acts 9:3-5
3 As he journeyed he came near Damascus,
and suddenly a light shone around him from heaven.
4 Then he fell to the ground,
and heard a voice saying to him,
“Saul, Saul, why are you persecuting Me?”
5 And he said, “Who are You, Lord?”
Then the Lord said,
“I am Jesus whom you are persecuting.”

After surrendering to God, Paul was incapable within

himself to transform his life into the likeness of Jesus.
Even with the continual guidance from the Holy Spirit, the
process of maturing into a spiritual person would be slow
and tedious. Paul had to withstand the trickery wiles of
the devil, enduringly carrying his own personal cross. Paul
had to prepare daily for combat against the unseen
forces. He fought persistently against the same hostile
demons that are in opposition against every believer.

Matthew 16:24
24 Then Jesus said to His disciples,
“If any desires to come after Me,
let him deny himself,
and take up his cross and follow Me.”

Those that become born again are instantly ordained

residents into the kingdom of God. The citizens of heaven
are equipped and expected to grow, advance spiritually
and increase in the knowledge of spiritual warfare while
here on earth. Developing into skilled warriors, within the
spiritual realm, is God’s ideal will for each Christian’s life.
Every day we are to examine the Word of God and
then permit these words to mature us into proficient
warriors. We fight and wage war constantly against the
demons that have been delegated to challenge each one
of us. On a daily basis we exchange blows, engage in
battle and wrestle against concealed and hidden forces.
The unrelenting struggle is flesh against spirit, the two
warring continually against one another.
 Ephesians 6:12
12 For we do not wrestle
against flesh and blood,
but against principalities,
against powers,
against the rulers of the darkness of this age,
against spiritual hosts of wickedness
in the heavenly places.

Later on in this book, I will pass on to you my own

understanding of spiritual warfare. I will uncover and
expose the areas within the demonic kingdom that I have
had the opportunity to encounter and successfully rise
above with the name of Jesus. I hope this information will
assist and support you to be victorious in your own
battles against the enemy.

1 Corinthians 15:57
15 But thanks be to God,
who gives us the victory
through our Lord Jesus Christ.
 CHAPTER 4
Just Like Paul
Psalm 25:8
8 Good and upright is the LORD;
Therefore He teaches sinners in the way.

While examining my life over the past months, I

have come to the realization that I, too, am a wretched
sinner. I speak the exact words with the same amount of
passion that Paul wrote in his epistles. I also need
constant healing, deliverance and training by the
Holy Spirit. I appeal to Jesus, requesting that He bestow
upon me unending strength and perpetual courage to
finish my race, to take up my personal cross and die to
the insatiable desires of my flesh.

2 Timothy 4:7
7 I have fought the good fight,
I have finished the race,
and I have kept the faith.

This morning, while in prayer, I pleaded with The Holy

Spirit to point out to me all the unclean secret areas
within my own life. I fervently desire to surrender all,
allowing myself to be cleansed from all unrighteousness
through the power from the Spirit of God. Aiming for my
life to be whole and complete, I desire to confess ever
hidden and unknown sin. My whole heart cries out,
petitioning to become like Jesus.

1 John 1:9
9 If we confess our sins,
He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins,
and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.

My personal aspiration is to receive full freedom from

all encumbrances that entrap and drag me away from the
goodness of God. By permitting the Holy Spirit to uncover
all covert sins, I am able to live a righteous life that is
pleasing to God. The concealed wrongdoings, if I continue
to clutch and embrace them, will only prevent me from
fulfilling God’s divine destiny deposited in my life.
My spiritual eyes have been opened,
exposing how sin has overtaken me, hurling
me into captivity. I find myself locked behind a
fortified door that is bolted shut from God’s
wonderful plan for my life. Sin seeks out to
restrain me within its unremitting grip,
shoving and pressing on my life.
How I ache to be free from this burden called my
flesh. Like a rebellious child, if I give in to sin’s appeal, it
will only award me with prizes of heartaches and
disappointments.
I wish these fleshly desires to commit sin could be
simply removed, as easily as shedding a heavy winter
coat. Its lusts and demands are always in opposition
against God’s loving commandments. If I fall prey to its
urges, I will find myself pushing away the only Person
(Jesus) who desires that I live a satisfying, abundant life.

John 10:10
10 The thief does not come except to steal,
and to kill,
and to destroy.
I have come that they may have life,
and that they may have it more abundantly.

We are all born into this world with an all-consuming

craving to commit sin. Like a cruel taskmaster, sin drives
us into rebellion and disobedience, blinding us from doing
what is right and pleasing to God.
Every individual on earth is sightless to the love of
God until drawn to Jesus. First, the Holy Spirit summons
us and then exposes our need for God and the
requirement for genuine repentance. The Holy Spirit
intimately reveals to each person that it is possible to be
reunited back to The Father by becoming born-again.
 Once we entrust our lives to Jesus, the unseen
demonic chains are permanently removed from our spirit,
mind and body.

Zephaniah 3:20
20 At that time I will bring you back,
Even at the time I gather you;
For I will give you fame and praise
Among all the peoples of the earth,
When I return your captives
before your eyes,”
Says the LORD.

In the past, I was one of satan’s captives. I was

unable to get free, imprisoned and tormented by all types
of invisible demonic forces. I needed to be rescued, set
free and healed. My only opportunity for freedom from
satan was found in Jesus.

Hebrews 13:3
3 Remember the prisoners as if chained with them—
those who are mistreated
 CHAPTER 5
The Beginning

Jeremiah 20:14
14 Cursed be the day in which I was born!
Let the day not be blessed
in which my mother bore me!

This is where I would like to embark on my personal

journey, which begins with being constrained by demons
and draws to a close with a triumphant surrendering to
Jesus.
Before I became flesh and blood and able to take my
first breath, I was destined to be enslaved by hell’s
demonic influences. My destiny of doom had already been
predetermined by satan. This evil one had
established that he was going to possess
me.
Before my physical birth, spiritual
chains and shackles had been prearranged
to be entangled about my tiny body. My
ancestor’s direct order from satan was to
consecrate and set me apart for his
handiwork. I was the next female successor
in my hereditary bloodline to carry on the
ancestral legacy. Evolving into the bride of satan was
chosen to be my sanctioned fate. To finalize this contract
for my possession, a deposit was required. Sealing this
evil agreement, that gave satan custody of my life, was a
blood sacrifice.

Ezekiel 16:3-5
3 Your birth and your nativity are
from the land of Canaan;
your father was an Amorite
and your mother a Hittite.
4 As for your nativity,
on the day you were born
your navel cord was not cut,
 nor were you washed in water to cleanse you;
you were not rubbed with salt
nor wrapped in swaddling cloths.
5 No eye pitied you,
to do any of these things for you,
to have compassion on you;
but you were thrown out into the open field,
when you yourself were loathed
on the day you were born.

I can visualize satan sitting pompously on his hideous

throne shaped from cold hard boulders. Lofty in his
haughty and proud manner, he is ruling
hell filled with his cohorts and
sequestered captives.
Even satan must abhor his royal
residence for the reason that he did not
create hell. God fashioned it first and
foremost for satan and for all the
radical demons that revolted alongside
him. How intolerable it must be in the
mind of satan knowing God created
that dark region he hails as his
kingdom. He must detest it!

Isaiah 14:11-15
11 Your pomp is brought down to Sheol,
And the sound of your stringed instruments;
The maggot is spread under you,
12 How you are fallen from heaven,
O Lucifer, son of the morning!
How you are cut down to the ground,
You who weakened the nations!
13 For you have said in your heart
I will ascend into heaven,
I will exalt my throne
above the stars of God;
I will also sit on the mount
of the congregation
On the farthest sides of the north;
 14 I will ascend above the heights of the clouds,
I will be like the Most High.
15 Yet you shall be brought down to Sheol,
To the lowest depths of the Pit.

Luke 10:18
18 And He said to them,
“I saw satan fall like
lightning from heaven”.

Bellowing out to the depraved demons within his

kingdom, satan pompously broadcasted that he had
entitlement over a little baby girl. This evil being,
hovering in unrest within the dark caverns of hell,
unleashed his militant servants to the surface of the earth
in December, 1951.
These demons were howling out in celebration. Their
master had chosen a pristine and untouched newborn to
be their host body. This innocent habituation was soon to
become their new earthly residence. The beast-like
demons, overflowing with famished anticipation, legally
claimed my body, mind and spirit.
The allocated demons had unreservedly possessed
and dominated me from the beginning of conception.
Following the command of their ruler in hell, they were
ordered to exterminate my precious life before I had the
opportunity to accept Jesus as my Lord and Savior. My
irrefutable destination, in satan’s system, was to
incarcerate me in hell forever.
In puffed-up haughtiness, satan even publicized to
Jesus that I legally belonged to him, appointing me as his
personal property. I had been bought by the blood
sacrifice performed by my ancestors. I was rightly
marked as satan’s servant. Due to the binding agreement
of the sacrificial ritual, this blood pact sealed my satanic
possession. The spiritual contract had been endorsed.
 Considering it to be fail-safe, the evil devil was waiting
eagerly to collect in full his outstanding debt. However,
having the foreknowledge of my future as an adult, Jesus
knew that one day I would be His. In twenty-six more
years, Jesus would proclaim to all heavenly creatures that
I was His darling daughter!

Luke 15:7
7 I say to you that likewise
there will be more joy in heaven
over one sinner who repents
than over ninety-nine just
persons who need no repentance.

In God’s flawless plan, there was an alternate purpose

for my life from what satan had in store. Jesus, before my
conception, intentionally set me apart for His infinite
purpose. God’s supreme design was that I would become
born-again and live endlessly in His picturesque kingdom.
The very strategy for annihilation that satan was
arranging for me was being rotated around by a loving
God. God’s plan was to personally save me and then
prepare me to wage war against the empire of that fallen
angel.
In God’s boundless wisdom, He allowed satan to
occupy me for a short amount of time, but from
beginning to end, I was always in God’s steadfast care.
His eternal eyes, at all times, were faceted on me.
 Romans 8:30
30 Moreover whom He predestined,
these He also called;
whom He called,
these He also justified;
and whom He justified,
these He also glorified.

Ephesians 1:4-6
4 just as He chose us in Him
before the foundation of the world,
that we should be holy
and without blame before Him in love,
5 having predestined us
to adoption as sons
by Jesus Christ to Himself,
according to the
good pleasure of His will,
6 to the praise of the glory of His grace,
by which He made us accepted
in the Beloved.

After reaching adulthood, I surrendered my heart to

Jesus and renounced satan. Giving my life to Jesus
triggered authoritative consequences, canceling out the
evil oath spoken into my destiny. Once I became born
again, the ancestral deal instantly disintegrated while in
the very grasp of satan’s arrogant hand. I was no longer
his servant. The evil one would not be peritted to take me
to his hell. I would be eternally free and living with Jesus
for all eternity.
Jesus foresaw the suffering I was going to have to
endure over those long, dark years of possession. He
vowed to dwell continuously alongside me and His faithful
attendance would be unwavering. Jesus promised He
would never forsake me.

Nehemiah 9:31
31 Nevertheless in Your great mercy
You did not utterly consume them nor forsake them
 John 14:18
18 I will not leave you orphans;
I will come to you.

Hebrews 13:5
5 For He Himself has said,
“I will never leave you nor forsake you.”
 CHAPTER 6
The Aliens

Joel 3:17
17 So you shall know that I am the LORD your God,
Dwelling in Zion My holy mountain.
Then Jerusalem shall be holy,
And no aliens shall ever pass through her again.

During the early morning hours, around the age of

three, I woke up. After sitting up in my crib, I drowsily
gazed down the shadowy hallway in my
parent’s home. Moving ever so slowly
towards me were five petite beings, their
exterior taking on the form of small aliens.
Clothed in a blue, tranquil light, they were
floating barely above the floor. I watched in fascination as
they glided closer towards me. With an eerie calm, one of
the little beings removed me from out of my crib. From
that moment on, I have no recollection as to where they
had taken me or what I had to tolerate during their
visitation. Because that memory has been permanently
blocked, I can only speculate that it had probably been an
unpleasant encounter.
That same night one of the beings took up residence
inside my clothes closet. All throughout my childhood,
this being would come out from behind its concealment of
darkness during the nighttime hours. I found myself
conversing with the mysterious little creature, but about
what, I do not recall. I also remember having the same
nightmare about a monster dwelling in my closet all
throughout my childhood years.
When I turned 43, I came across an article in a local
newspaper. The reporter had evidence of an UFO sighting
that took place the same year as my alien visitation. This
was the first time that I had been made aware of any
sightings that had taken place around our small rural
town. Reading this newspaper report was no coincidence,
but an indication from God that what I had experienced
as a little toddler was genuine.
Today I know, without a doubt, that I had been visited
by demons, who disguised themselves as
alien beings. I do not believe that aliens
exist in the way the world believes, life
from a faraway galaxy.
It was shortly after this alien visitation
that I started to have two recurring dreams
that lasted for the duration of my childhood
years.
My first dream begins with finding myself playing on
the green grass located on the side my parent’s house.
Without warning, a gigantic male lion
appeared out of nowhere and frightened
me. Looking around, the only safe place I
could locate for protection from this
untamed beast was inside the family
station wagon. While running as fast as I
could to the vehicle, this wild, ferocious lion
was swiftly chasing right behind me. Once I
reached the car, I jumped in the driver’s seat, locked the
door and began to roll up the side door window. Right as
the glass reached the top of the doorframe, the lion
lunged towards the car. As the lion’s face was pressed up
against the transparent pane, his mouth was open wide,
revealing his sharp teeth. With his loud roar, I woke up.

Psalm 22:21
21 Save Me from the lion‟s mouth
You have answered Me.

1 Peter 5:8
8 Be sober, be vigilant:
Because your adversary the devil
walks about like a roaring lion,
seeking whom he may devour.
 My second frightening dream takes me to an
unrecognizable place where I was frantically running
down the middle of a deserted paved street. Even though
residential homes were sitting on both sides of the road,
there was no one around that I could turn to for help.
Three oversized black dogs, with their coarse fur
standing on end, were chasing me. Growling, their lips
were curled up away from their gums, exposing their
sharp teeth. These enraged dogs were eager to snatch
me up in their fierce jaws. Once the dogs caught me,
their intentions were to tear me from limb to limb. I woke
up, my heart pounding and in tears.

Psalm 22:20
20 Deliver Me from the sword,
My precious life
from the power of the dog.

Isaiah 56:11
11 Yes, they are greedy dogs
which never have enough.

The lion and the dogs in the above two dreams

represent the demons dispersed into my life, assigned to
destroy my flesh as well as my spirit. Again, these night
dreams would torment me all throughout my childhood.

Genesis 37:20
20 Come therefore,
let us now kill him
and cast him into some pit;
and we shall say,
Some wild beast has devoured him.
 CHAPTER 7
The Little Girl

Mark 5:41
41 Then He took the child by the hand,
and said to her,
“Talitha, cumi,”
which is translated,
“Little girl,
I say to you, arise.”

I grew up educated in two contradictory faiths and

painstakingly trained up in each religious conviction.
Both my mom and dad strongly believed that their place
of worship was the one true church established by Jesus.
Even though my parents did not have a personal
relationship with Jesus as their Lord and Savior, they
believed that God existed and they taught me that truth.
In fact, my dad at the age of 90 gave his life to Jesus;
he traveled home to heaven at the old age of 92. My
mom dedicated herself to Jesus during the writing of this
book. She was turning 95. By believing with unwavering
faith on the scripture verse below, I knew that one day
they would make that imperative decision to follow Jesus.

Acts 16:31
31 So they said,
“Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ,
and you will be saved,
you and your household.”

One summer while playing at the city park across the

street from my home, I met a girl, not too far off from my
own age, about 6 years old. Straight away, we hit it off
and my newfound friend thoughtfully invited me over to
her home for a snack. She lived approximately a block
away and while we were walking diagonally across the
park together, she mentioned that her mother taught
ballet.
 Shortly after reaching her home, I met her mom, who
had the figure of a ballerina, tall and thin. It was within a
week that I commenced to take ballet lessons. Even
though I was an awkward and uncoordinated little girl,
the mom, with enduring patience, showered me with a
great deal of attention. I never felt so talented.
Within a few weeks after my first dance tutorial, I was
introduced into satanism. Downstairs in the basement of
the instructor’s home were two separate rooms, located
directly across from one another.
Advancing down the steep vertical stairs into the
daunting basement, one room to the right was a well-lit
space set aside for dance classes. In this room were
sparkling, reflective mirrors occupying a sizeable wall.
The other room, to the left side of that bleak hallway,
was the grim ritual room. This space, which gave off an
unwelcoming vibe, was covered in thick black paint. A
pentagram, painted white, decorated the
adjacent wall, while tall white candles were
positioned impeccably throughout the room.
Located in the center of this darkly painted
area was a waist high, oblong table.

Proverbs 3:33
33 The curse of the LORD is on the
house of the wicked.

Proverbs 7:27
27 Her house is the way to hell
Descending to the chambers of death.

This dark sinister room is where mystifying looking

adults gathered to worship satan and perform rituals. At
least three adults repeatedly attended, while other
grown-ups turned out for ordeals that had been
scheduled on satanic holidays. The regular attendants
were the ballet teacher that owned the home, another
woman who was very flamboyant and a brash old man
with plenty of wrinkles. The older man incessantly
petrified me and to be in his presence caused fear to
percolate in the pit of my stomach.
One evening, a little girl around two
years of age with blonde hair and blue
eyes, was selected to be the sacrificial
offering to satan. The girl was placed flat
on her back on top of the oblong table.
While being securely pinned down by the
satanists, she gave off earsplitting
screams.
The high priestess, standing calmly next to the table,
exhibited no emotions. Her facial expressions took on the
features of a repulsive witch, callous and cold. She was
attired in a heavy floor length robe shrouding her female
form. Attached to this stiff, dark robe was a curved hood
resting upon her head.
After speaking aloud some unfamiliar gibberish, the
high priestess lifted a polished gold dagger high above
her head. Then forcibly thrusting it down, she stabbed the
little girl in her heart. The sweet baby died.

Proverbs 1:16
16 For their feet run to evil
And they make haste to shed blood.

Before the smooth bladed knife was plunged into the

baby’s innocent heart, I recognized Jesus standing next to
the distraught toddler. Jesus was young looking and
attractive. His hair was shoulder length, brown in color
and He was wearing a gauze-like white robe. Jesus did
not materialize encased in His Kingly magnificence, but
appeared as an average person. I questioned as to why
this Man, which I recognized as Good, would show up in
this space that was flooded with such wickedness.
Jesus eyes were bursting with compassion and
fondness as He fixed His loving gaze onto me. For the
first time in my short-lived existence, I felt entirely and
tenderly loved. Jesus saw right through me; nothing could
be hidden from His sight. Jesus was fully aware of all that
I was thinking and feeling.
 As complicated as it was for me to understand this
sensation of tenderness from Jesus, it was also awkward
for me to imagine this Jesus could love and cherish me so
unconditionally.
During Jesus brief visitation, His divine presence also
made me aware of my sinfulness. However, at that time,
I did not understand how not to be a sinner. It would take
20 more years before I would be emancipated from my
hellish sins and tyrannical bondages and accept Jesus as
my Lord and Savior.
The very moment this precious girl died, I saw her
relinquished spirit rise up out of her unresponsive body
into the secure arms of Jesus. Now out of harm’s way,
she was glowing, her smile radiating
with joy. Whatever horror had befallen
on her before her death, quickly
disappeared while resting in the
affectionate, adoring care of Jesus. I
was, in all honesty, relieved that she
was in His safe hands and released
from further pain. She was, beyond
any doubt, alive and well in the
embrace of this Person that I only knew as Good.
I cannot tell you whom the little girl belonged to.
Today, I can only speculate that she was either the
daughter of one of the satanic attendants or kidnapped.
These meetings were carried out over 50 years ago
and for the most part, at that time, the majority of moral
people were oblivious to the crimes of ritual murders. I
am sad to say, these types of crimes still take place.
When I was walking home from grade school,
in the spring time months, I caught a glimpse of
a young man driving a cherry red convertible.
This man was sporting a crew cut and wearing
dark rimmed glasses. As I was walking from
block to block towards home, I became attentive
to the fact that he was driving around each block,
seemingly, trailing me. It crossed my naïve mind
that he was probably lost, but nothing more than
that.
 Right before I was to step off the cement curb and
cross the street to my house, this man stopped his
convertible directly in front of me. He asked me if I
needed a ride home. I shook my head, implying no.
This young man, influenced by satan, was being
manipulated to harm me that afternoon. If this man was
seeking to murder me and dump my body off onto the
side of the road, I will never know.
Even today as I look back on this incident, I realize
that God’s steadfast protection was, at all times, over me.

Psalm 91:4
4 He shall cover you with His feathers
And under His wings
you shall take refuge;

My memory does not permit me to retain all the

information of each time I was ushered into that
blackened ritual room to observe and partake in the
sadistic undertakings. If that were so, you would find me
today tightly restrained in a strait jacket, locked away in
a mental institution.
It is only due to the loving mercy God has showered
upon me that I am able to put behind me all the grisly
memories of the ritual ceremonies.
Today, the agony of the mistreatments from the satan
worshipers are no longer seared and secretly imprisoned
within my mind, emotions and body. Jesus has permitted
some remembrance of various incidents to remain, only
so that I am able to relate and identify with other’s
demonic encounters.
 Deuteronomy 15:15
15 You shall remember that you
were a slave in the land of Egypt,
and the LORD your God redeemed you;

Due to the satanists rebellion against God, the sin of

witchcraft snared these people into bondage. Rebellion
allows the spirit of witchcraft to entrap and dominate an
individual.
This witchcraft spirit can even oppress Christians. If
you are allowing sin to take root in your life, through
outright disobedience, you have opened yourself up to
this demon. Rebellion darkens the spiritual eyesight and
deafens ears to God’s voice. You need to repent
immediately and then command this particular demon,
along with all its cohorts, to leave you at once in Jesus
Name.

1 Samuel 15:23
23 For rebellion is as the sin of witchcraft,
And stubbornness is as iniquity and idolatry.

In addition, as in my case, you may have been born

into witchcraft, along with generational curses and bound
by demons. Jesus will set you free from any bondage.
Once you recognize that you are bound, ask the Holy
Spirit to reveal your personal process to receive freedom.
He will guide and teach you how to command the demons
to leave, breaking all evil from off your life, in Jesus
name. Forsake rebellion and turn to Jesus! Only after
giving your life over to Jesus and repenting from the sin
of rebellion can a person be set free from the spirit of
witchcraft.
 Deuteronomy 11:26-28
26 Behold,
I set before you today a blessing and a curse;
27 the blessing,
if you obey the commandments
of the LORD your God
which I command you today;
28 and the curse,
if you do not obey the commandments
of the LORD your God,
but turn aside from the way
which I command you today,
to go after other gods
which you have not known.
 CHAPTER 8
My Kitty

Isaiah 11:6
6 The wolf also shall dwell with the lamb,
The leopard shall lie down with the young goat,
The calf and the young lion
and the fatling together;
And a little child shall lead them

My dad made arrangements one evening to visit our

town’s veterinary so that I could pick out an eight-week-
old kitten. While standing inside the clinic, I chose a little
female from the litter. She was grey in color with streaks
of feathery brown fur. I named her Fluffy and my
devotion toward this harmless animal was passionate.
Each night she would cuddle up like a fuzzy ball on my
shoulder, purring softly.
One ceremonial ritual that was being orchestrated in
the basement of iniquity was the sacrifice of my kitten.
What took place that night was incredibly repulsive. After
restraining my cat on the oblong ritual table the
worshippers killed and skinned her. Afterward, they made
me hold her limp dead torso. I would carry the torment of
viewing her despicable death more years than what I ever
desired. After being a witness to the
unfortunate death of my kitty, I became a
shattered shell of a human.
This is what the satanists deliberately
calculated on taking place. They knew that
once my spirit was broken, I could be
easily manipulated in doing whatever they demanded of
me. Their ultimate plan was to dominate and control me.
I progressively pulled into myself, never desiring to come
out.
During the bloody, gory rituals it was not uncommon
for me to soil myself. Because of having to view such
horrific scenes, I was unable to hold my urine or feces.
Many times, I would even vomit during the gruesome
ceremonies.
The more abuse I was exposed and subjected to, the
more demons entered my child-like body. Demons were
twisting, contorting themselves tightly around my
childlike and naive mind. Before long, I was plague-
ridden with legions of evil spirits.

Mark 5:9
9 Then He asked him,
“What is your name?”
And he answered, saying,
“My name is Legion;
for we are many.”

Viewing blameless children and harmless animals

being sacrificed introduced considerable mental and
emotional difficulties. I buried my God-given personality
to the pressures of the abusers, conforming to the
satanists expectations. Consequently, I landed up with
multiple personalities along with split and disconnected
mannerisms. Being able to put on diverse
masks allowed me to suppress my true self. I
wished I could disappear and remain
invisible. By deciding what masks to wear on
any given occasion, allowed me to feel like I
was normal. I put on masks of deceptions,
masks of lies, masks of delusion.
My heart was becoming unfeeling and filled with more
hate each day. I loathed the satanists and how each ritual
made me suffer. The sense of guilt and shame was
overwhelming. Extreme disgust directed inwardly brought
about severe depression that invaded my every thought.
 Every ritual that I participated in became an intense
programming experience. I observed the adults and like a
robot, I imitated their behavior. They would not tolerate
any type of expressed emotions or they would punish me.
No matter what I witnessed, I was
expected to be utterly silent. Not even
a whimper was allowed.
I was an innocent spectator to
phenomenon that seemed utterly
unbelievable. All my thoughts, desires and even dreams
for my future soon revolved around satan’s methods of
domination and exploitation.
Just like any other child, I hungered to be loved,
cherished and accepted. I did receive recognition from the
satanists, but they did not truly love me. This false love
was another form of manipulation to keep me trapped in
their “secret” jail of abuse.
The satan worshipers knew that if I bonded and
connected with them, I would not expose their despicable
and depraved activities to anyone outside of their
clandestine unit. As long as I kept quiet, all their fiendish
wickedness performed on the other children would remain
a mystery.
Due to the satanists endless threats, I was too scared
to disclose the horrendous scenes taking place in the
basement. The satanists relentlessly threatened me,
saying that if I exposed their devious practices, not only
would they kill me, but also my family members. They
advised me they had people frequently watching to make
sure that I did not reveal any of their “secrets”. Shown a
handgun terrorized me into believing they would hunt me
down and, if necessary, use the
weapon to keep me quiet.
As I compared myself to my friends
in school, I realized my childhood was
abnormal. Even within my own peer
group, no one was able to relate to my
inner anguish. Because my behavior
seemed eccentric to others, I was not
favorably accepted. I was an outcast.
 Jeremiah 30:17
17 For I will restore health to you
And heal you of your wounds,
says the LORD,
Because they called you
an outcast saying:
“This is Zion;
No one seeks her.”

I felt that I was duty-bound to live up

to the satanists outlandish and peculiar
standards of behavior. Any form of
consistent stability was rare. Not knowing
what was to crop up from one day to the
next left me feeling on edge, jittery and
suspicious. I repeatedly reacted to the
slightest sound by flinching. Consumed
with fear, I believed that their retaliation
would come upon me at any moment and I would suffer
insufferable admonishment.
My shoulders were hunched over in shame and
humiliation. Shame was squeezing the life right out of
me, while feelings of humiliation kept me isolated from
others. Because of my participation in the ritual
ceremonies, I condemned myself continually. The
enemy’s function was to tear me down physically,
mentally and spiritually, forcing me into insanity.
Fear clenched onto me with its tight grip and was the
motivating bully behind the concept that I was losing my
mind. Crazy notions from assigned demons were
constantly creeping in and manipulating my thoughts.
This was satan’s vile plan, trying to seize my mind,
imprison and control each thought so he could use me
like a puppet on strings.
The worshippers were grooming
me to follow all orders impeccably as I
moved into my teenage years. Their
objective was to prepare and use me
as a breeder. My female uterus would
give birth to babies set aside for
sacrificial ceremonies. Their chosen breeders
would produce babies for the "ideal" human
sacrifice.
I did not comprehend, as a little girl, that I
had the freedom to seek out help. Who would
believe a child’s version of adults murdering
animals and children for satan, anyway?
I was relieved when it was finally bedtime, especially
if that particular day was uneventful. What little peace I
did encounter came each night after crawling under my
velvety blanket of protection. In that quiet, snuggly place,
I assumed that I was safe. Later on, though, I would be
visited with such morbid thoughts of death that even
nighttime would become my enemy.

Isaiah 41:11-13
11 Behold, all those who were incensed against you
Shall be ashamed and disgraced;
They shall be as nothing,
And those who strive with you shall perish.
12 You shall seek them and not find them—
Those who contended with you.
Those who war against you shall be as nothing,
As a nonexistent thing.
13 For I, the LORD your God,
will hold your right hand,
Saying to you,
“Fear not, I will help you”.
 During each ritual, the room of abuse became so
flooded with demons that the atmosphere felt stifling.
Pure evil would expand and build up with such intensity
that the worshipers would lose all control of their own
inhibitions.
Their foul activities would defy all ethical values
followed by the average human. The room overflowed
with an out-and-out frenzy of bizarre and unruly
behavior. The most depraved sins saturated this
basement. Evil mushroomed out from each willing
participant as the lowest mode of deviant behavior was
being perpetrated. Any moral person could not even
conceive the depraved wrongdoings taking place and I
was forced to participate.
The adult’s wild conduct became so exaggerated and
amplified that soon all moral standards were tossed aside.
Perverted sexual practices would increase as all types of
sexual sins were practiced; adults with adults, adults with
children, even adults and children with animals. Those in
attendance would even carry out sexual exploits with
assigned demons.

Revelation 21:8
8 But the cowardly,
unbelieving, abominable,
murderers, sexually immoral,
sorcerers, idolaters,
and all liars shall have their part in the lake
which burns with fire and brimstone,
which is the second death.

The cross, along with other religious icons would be

desecrated after the appalling loss of life.
Blood from the abandoned humans and
forsaken animals, after they unwillingly
surrendered to death, would be drizzled over
the cross, while hideous sounds of laughter
gushed out from the crazed satanists mouths.
 The gruesome reverberations could only have
originated within the depths of a hostile hell. In satan’s
sheer wickedness, every effort was being made to bring
dishonor and public disgrace to the symbol that
represents the love of God and His perfect gift to
humanity, the Cross.
The worshipers would also smear the desolate blood
over their depraved bodies. Marking the guiltless children
with that same blood would claim them as satan’s
property. Customarily, a chalice was set aside for the
murderous celebrations and drinking blood from
this cup was typical.
When I was young, I would make blood pacts
becoming blood sisters with my friends. Many
times these blood pacts are done for fun, but
satan on the other hand, takes a different view
and will use these pacts as an opportunity to
gain evil control over a person.
Blood pacts, vows and oaths must be renounced and
broken. These activities place curses on the participants
and open them to torment by evil spirits.
If the Blood of Jesus had not broken the pacts that I
had made with my friends, these curses would have
transferred onto my children and then passed down into
their future generations.

Leviticus 21:5
5 nor make any cuttings in their flesh.

Even today, people do not truly believe that animals,

children and adults are tortured and murdered for satan.
It is too revolting and disgusting to admit that mature
people perform these types of bloody rites. Moral
individuals cannot imagine that a human being could
reach such low depths of unadulterated evil. Society as a
whole is unable to accept the reality that ritual abuse
does take place. They choose to close their eyes in denial
to the truth that satanism exist even today.
 I would now like to share this vivid dream I had a few
years back. As I was standing in heaven, Jesus walked
up to me smiling, His eyes twinkling with delight. He had
His hand pulled behind his back, as if He was hiding a
surprise. Within a few moments, He brought out His arm.
Nestled safely in the hand of Jesus was my kitten,
Fluffy. Weeping for joy, I realized that she was
safe in the arms of Jesus and I would see her
again when I entered heaven. This restorative
dream brought wholeness, repairing my
sorrowful heart and mending my crushed spirit.
To this day, I no longer mourn my cat’s brutal
death.

Matthew 14:14
14 And when Jesus went out
He saw a great multitude;
and He was moved with compassion for them,
and healed their sick.

2 Corinthians 4:7-10
7 But we have this treasure in earthen vessels,
that the excellence of the power
may be of God and not of us.
8 We are hard-pressed on every side,
yet not crushed;
we are perplexed,
but not in despair;
9 persecuted,
but not forsaken;
struck down,
but not destroyed-
10 always carrying about in the body
the dying of the Lord Jesus,
that the life of Jesus also may be
manifested in our body.

Yesterday was Mother’s Day. I have had the honor of

celebrating twenty-eight of these special days with my
precious children. Most holidays would end up being
problematic for me as they would tend to stir up
distressing memories from my childhood.
This particular day my children and I were viewing old
photographs of when I was a child. While turning the stiff
pages of the picture album, the snap shots escorted me
back to the days when I was involved in satanism.
A few years back I would have been unable to view
any of my childhood images. Looking at these pictures
would devour me with such sorrowful, anxiety producing
flashbacks that exhaustion would consume me and I
would find myself lying in bed for days. Those tiring
flashbacks stole every ounce of strength from my body,
making it impossible to carry out the smallest chore.
Everything became a laborious task and weighty burden.
My heart was touched while looking at
the picture of an adorable young child
holding her endearing cat. I was that little
girl and snuggling in my child-like arms was
my dearly loved Fluffy. By the way I was
tightly embracing my kitty, I recognized
how much she had meant to me. The black
and white print of my younger self gave way
to the evidence that I was once an innocent little child.
Now as an adult survivor, I feel only loving sympathy
towards this little girl posing in those pictures from long
ago. In that photo I caught sight of the deep hurt
masking her sweet little face. She suffered terribly.
Many years has elapsed since that photograph was
snapped. Gazing upon that image, furthermore, created
hope in my heart. As I reflected back on my life, I knew
that nothing in God’s grand plan goes unnoticed by our
loving and precious Father.
No matter what happens throughout my life, all will
work together for my good and for God’s glory.

Romans 8:28
28 And we know that all things work together
for good to those who love God,
To those who are the called
according to His purpose.
 CHAPTER 9
The Hostage

Exodus 20:13
13 You shall not murder.

The same year I turned eight, my family set out on a

lengthy summer vacation to visit distant relatives. Within
a few days after arriving at our intended destination, I
recall being in an automobile headed to a remote place.
While maneuvering along a narrow country road, the
evening sky was turning to nightfall.
As two adults, seated in the front, drove to this
isolated site, I was sitting in the back seat next to a
young teen-age girl. Her hair was dark brown and curly.
The sultry breeze, blowing through the rolled down
windows, pushed the teen’s hair back away from her pale
face. As I looked up into her dark brown eyes, they
expressed fright and terror. Speaking through that
panicked stare were unspoken words, she was pleading to
be released. Today, I do not recollect how she came to
be in the vehicle. I can only speculate that she was, in all
probability, kidnapped.
The four of us arrived at the previously agreed upon
private area. While parking in the secluded woods, I
glanced out the back of the vehicle through the car’s oval
shaped window. My eyes focused on a large stocky tree.
By this time, it was after sunset and darkness had fallen
onto the remote spot. The air remained muggy and
sultry.
The other adults, that had been eagerly anticipating
our arrival, confiscated the teen out from the back seat of
the parked vehicle. Because of the conversation I
overhead between these adults, I realized that the teen
was going to be sacrificed. A murderous ritual was going
to take place that twilight evening and it was to pay
tribute to satan. I also became mindful to the fact that I
could have been the one chosen to be put to death, but I
was being held in reserve for a contractual obligation.
 The satanists constrained the teen, stripped her naked
and executed her by severing her throat. A thick braided
rope had been fixed tightly around her
bleeding neck as they hung the girl
from the stocky tree I spotted earlier
from the backseat of the car. A
blistering bonfire, crackling a short
distance away, swelled in strength,
seemingly paying homage to their lord
satan.

Proverbs 6:16-18
16 These six things the LORD hates,
Yes, seven are an abomination to Him:
17 A proud look,
a lying tongue,
Hands that shed innocent blood,
18 A heart that devises
wicked plans,
Feet that are swift in running to evil.

Immediately after the sacrifice, every adult began

dancing and prancing around the roasting bonfire,
blurting out repulsive noises. Mesmerized, I sat frozen
like a statue on a large hollow log, gasping for the stifling
air which caused me to breathe laboriously. Unable to
move, I watched the satanists bizarrely shoving and
elbowing one another while wildly dancing about.
The longer they danced the more their faces became
altered and distorted. Each rigid face transformed from
the countenance of a normal human into the guise of the
demonic. Infused with deafening and crazed gibberish,
the atmosphere felt excitedly electrifying. As the devil
worshipers boiled over with animalistic
rage, one-woman dancer, seething with
out-and-out hate, grabbed a baby girl
and hurled her into the fire! The baby’s
painful and horrifying scream was muffled
by the screeches coming out of each
satanists mouth.
 Deuteronomy 18:10
10 There shall not be found
among you anyone who makes
his son or his daughter
pass through the fire.

Psalm 106:36-38
36 They served their idols,
Which became a
snare to them.
37 They even sacrificed their
sons and their daughters
to demons
38 And shed innocent blood,
The blood of their sons and daughters.

This concludes the events of this deplorable evening of

murder. There are no words to describe the inhumane
deeds instigated by the satanists. Within my limited
memories, I am only able to recall the few details I have
shared. This homicidal incident overloaded my senses to
such a great degree that I automatically shut down and
buried the memories to preserve my sanity. I obstructed
and restricted those hours of horror from my recollection
for many years. My ability to remember how we even
returned to our relative’s home has been wiped out; my
mind draws a blank.
 At some point during those same summer months, I
was playing with my doll underneath my trundle bed. I
was reenacting the scene of the murdered teenager,
trying to unleash the inner pain and torturous memories.
No longer able to tolerate the throbbing ache within, I
stripped the doll naked and pretended to slice
her throat. I lynched the limp doll up by tying
a shoelace around her neck and attached the
other end of the string to my makeshift tree,
the wooden brace under my bed. This
humiliating reenactment did not bring the
relief that I was desperately longing for. Even
after performing this murderous performance,
it turned out to cause more shame and
mortifying feelings of guilt.
With my next thought, I would like to jump ahead 30
years. At this time, I was incessantly harassed by
flashbacks of the teenager being murdered. Now after
reaching adulthood, these memories were mercilessly
emerging, transporting pulsating pain to every segment
of my fragmented mind. I was falling deeper into a black
hole of utter despair. It was though razor-sharp thorns
were not only pricking at my mind, but also at my body.
The invisible pain coursing throughout was inconceivably
unbearable.
One flashback surfacing was the memory when I was
sitting in the backseat of the automobile next to the
teenage girl. It had been lying dormant within the deep
recesses of my mind and was so traumatic I could not
allow it to emerge.
Something had caught my eyesight that was located
on the floorboard beneath my feet. While contemplating
over this vague discovery, the unseen memory was
beginning to bewilder me. I was unable to dredge up the
incomprehensible detail that was vexing me.
I called my friend, Susan, and asked her to pray.
Within a few days after her prayer, my mind unveiled the
hidden memory. I was absolutely flabbergasted with what
had been divulged.
 Placed on the floorboard beneath my feet in the car
was a sacrificial knife lying next to a severed human
head. Both items were resting on top of a small blanket.
I was not surprised that I withdrew this unspeakable
detail from my remembrance. Because I buried this
horrifying scene while still a child, I did not go insane.
Immediately, after that appalling memory had been
uncovered, I became ill. I went to bed, incapable of
dealing or coping with what had been exposed. I was
down for a week until this newly discovered information
was integrated into my healing process.

Exodus 15:26
26 I am the Lord who heals you.

Jeremiah 33:6
6 Behold, I will bring it health and healing;
I will heal them
and reveal to them
the abundance of peace and truth.
 CHAPTER 10
The Pact

Revelation 20:15
15 And anyone not found
written in the Book of Life
was cast into the lake of fire.

My parents purchased a white bedroom set, accented

with tiny colorful flowers for my newly painted bedroom.
After delivery and set up by the
department store’s personnel, I parked
myself on top of my new mattress. I
was 10 years old and pretending to be
a beautiful princess.
While sleeping in my new bed an angel appeared,
waking me up. The engaging angel was standing directly
to the left side of my bed. At the foot of the bed, Jesus
came into view. Again, Jesus materialized as a normal
human. His appearance was amazingly meek and gentle.
The angel, on the other hand, was shimmering white,
charming and more strikingly handsome than any person
I had ever seen. He was captivating, large in
stature and spoke with authority. The
attraction to the angel was immediate. I was
pleased with what I saw.
This beautifully clad angel, with his
charismatic manner, invited me to accept
him as my lord. He stated he would bestow
upon me unique powers. I could use these special abilities
to injure people that had previously wounded me. I
listened intently as his alluring words spoke directly to my
feelings of vengeance. I could bring retribution onto those
that had mistreated me. I coveted revenge and was ready
to operate in whatever power was available from that
brilliant angel.
The glowing angel reassured me that he would be my
best friend, promising that he would protect me by never
allowing another person to hurt me again.
 Jesus then spoke. With warmth and acceptance in his
voice, Jesus affirmed that if I chose Him to be my Lord
and Savior, He would love me and place His love in my
heart for others. Those piercing, tender eyes were the
same ones that captivated me during the ritual when the
baby girl was murdered. For the second time in my brief
life, Jesus looked transparently through
my hard, troublesome exterior, offering
His priceless gift of unconditional
approval. The multifaceted loveliness
within His eyes completely absorbed
and consumed me. He was tenderly
wrapping me in His perfect love.

Exodus 33:19
19 I will be gracious to whom I will be gracious,
and I will have compassion on whom
I will have compassion.

However, I did not need His love. My definition of love

was ill-treatment and betrayal from those that declared
they cared about me. I was not familiar with this love
from the spiritual realm, the Jesus realm.
Between the two choices, I opted for the radiant angel
to become my lord. Without reservation, I rejected Jesus.
Jesus, with tears in his eyes, pointed to that glimmering
angel and with authority in His voice said, “One day she
will belong to Me!" He vanished.
The angel that I chose rose up off the ground and
slithered into my body, imparting an unsettling shiver. It
was satan in disguise and now I was possessed with his
personage. The evil pact, set in motion before my birth,
had finally been signed and sealed. The union became
final. Hell rejoiced!

2 Corinthians 11:14
14 And no wonder,
for satan transforms himself
into an angel of light.
 Deception and lies were all that came out from
satan’s mouth. Besides, he was not willing to share his
counterfeit powers, especially not with me. All his
promises turned out to be untruths, spoken only to
ensnare me in his eternal web of destruction and taking
me captive. The devil's ultimate strategy was to
manipulate me into bringing others into his kingdom,
then kill me and take me to hell for all eternity. In that
depraved place, I would be tormented day and night.

John 8:44
44 You are of your father the devil,
and the desires of your father you want to do.
He was a murderer from the beginning,
and does not stand in the truth,
because there is no truth in him.
When he speaks a lie,
he speaks from his own resources,
for he is a liar and the father of it.

My name became desolate and forsaken, barren and

unfruitful. However, Jesus has a new name reserved for
me when I see Him face to face.

Revelation 2:17
17 He who has an ear,
let him hear what the Spirit
says to the churches.
To him who overcomes
I will give some of the hidden manna to eat.
And I will give him a white stone,
and on the stone a new name written
which no one knows except him who receives it.
 CHAPTER 11
The Funeral Plans

Job 16:16
16 My face is flushed from weeping,
And on my eyelids is the shadow of death;

The depression shrouding my mind was becoming

more deeply rooted. Each night I would cry myself to
sleep, wishing I were dead. Even as a young girl around
the age of 12, I had a spirit of death overpowering my
thoughts. I solicited for that demon named
suicide nightly, convinced that this could be
the only way to put an end to the mental
affliction that was tormenting me.
Before falling to sleep, I would pay a visit
to that self-hatred lingering within the inner
fragments of my mind. After turning off the lights each
evening, I strategized my impending funeral. Within my
child-like consciousness, I visualized family members
sobbing while viewing my lifeless body lying serenely in a
coffin.
In my morbid vision, the mourners were conversing
with one another, sorrowfully wishing they had treated
me better. Through my untimely and unfortunate loss of
life, I would prove how important I was.
As a little girl the fear of death had been secretly
dominating me. After all, I had only observed heartless
murders come upon innocent lives. Due to the demons
showing up during these murderous acts, I knew that hell
was a real place. I also soon figured out that after death,
hell is where I would go.
Since the tortuous slayings were all I had been
exposed to, my notion was that dying inflicted agonizing
pain and I quickly became fully aware that death was
irrevocable. Nevertheless, death in my little mind also
meant a definite end to all my inner pain.
 Hebrews 2:14-15
14 Inasmuch, then as the children have
partaken of flesh and blood,
He Himself likewise share in the same,
that through death
He might destroy him who had
the power of death,
that is,
the devil,
15 and release those
who through fear of death
were all their lifetime subject to bondage.

Many times as a child, I would gaze

into mirrors desiring to catch sight of
the demons within me, but had no clue
as to why they were actually there.
Because I had been possessed for so
many years, I thought these entities
were a part of who I was as an
individual. To be able to get a glimpse
of their comings and goings would
frighten and even terrify me, but it also
gave me a sense of importance and
self-worth.
I felt gifted to conjure up the demonic, believing that I
was unmatched in the skill of making contact with
demons. I really believed that I occupied significant and
divine powers. The devil needed me to think I was the
only one on this planet exercising this ability. Accepting
this full-blown lie as truth filled me with a great deal of
pride. I considered myself the cream of the crop in
satan’s kingdom.
Today, I fix my eyes on the Word of God,
the Bible. Gazing into the reflective mirror
brings absolute Truth and then Life, not all-
embracing bondage and then hell. I internalize
God’s sacred words, applying them to my life.
The more I absorb His Word (Jesus) the more
I am being transformed to reflect His image.
 2 Corinthians 3:18
18 But we all,
with unveiled face,
beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord,
are being transformed into the same image
from glory to glory,
just as by the Spirit of the Lord.

1 John 3:2
2 Beloved, now we are children of God;
and it has not yet been revealed what we shall be,
but we know that when He is revealed,
we shall be like Him,
for we shall see Him as He is.

I also had the knack to move objects. At the time,

though, I did not recognize that the invisible demons
were the ones moving the items around the room. This
phony, out of the ordinary ability implanted within me a
strong belief that I was exceptional. Again, by accepting
this deceitfulness as truth, allowed me to believe that I
held a special position, greater than any other person on
earth.
I deemed myself irreplaceable and indispensable. I
actually believed there was no other person alive as
influential as me. The uncommon and unusual practices
made me feel valuable in satan’s kingdom, which in turn,
encouraged me to follow him more faithfully. I was
satan’s devoted servant.

Proverbs 16:18
18 Pride goes before destruction,
And a haughty spirit before a fall.

I was trained well by satan, learning all his deceptive

techniques. Like the evil deceiver, I would manipulate and
use people to get what I needed. After an individual
would cater to my egotistical self, I would discard the
person, tossing them aside like a rag doll.
 I thought like satan, people had no other purpose
than to do my bidding. These people, in my sight, held no
value and their lives were expendable.
I compared all individuals to inanimate objects. My
heart gradually grew congested with contempt and
disdain towards everyone. My heart was turning to stone.

2 Thessalonians 2:10
10 And with all unrighteous deception
Among those who perish,
because they did not receive
the love of the truth,
that they might be saved.

The ouija board, back when I was a young person,

was not as popular as it is today. In fact, I played with it
a few times, but did not take it seriously. Because I
believed that this game was unable to communicate with
people that passed on into the afterlife, it did not hold my
interest. Therefore, this game board was eventually
dumped into the trash.
In addition, my curiosity in reading horoscopes was
also limited. For some remarkable reason, I should have
been attracted to this, but deep within I knew this was
something I should not mess with.
Reading palms was something that I dabbled with as a
little girl and considered it to be a make-believe game.
Disobeying God commandments allowed evil to influence
my mind. In satan’s devices, even imaginary play with
the occult will unknowingly allow demons to vex a person.
Another play-acting game, but deadly to my spirit,
was pretending to play with a crystal ball. With my mom’s
oversized scarf wrapped around my head and her colorful
necklaces dangling about my neck, I
imitated a fortuneteller. Even though I
considered this an innocent playtime game,
satan took it as an opportunity to infiltrate
and seize more control of my mind.
 Deuteronomy 18:11-12
11 or one who conjures spells,
or a medium, or a spiritist,
or one who calls up the dead.
12 For all who do these things
are an abomination to the LORD,
and because of these abominations the LORD
your God drives them out from before you.

Another deceptive ability that I enjoyed was

levitating, especially during slumber parties with my
girlfriends. After one girl would lie flat on her back on the
floor, another girl would light candles and turn off the
lights. The rest of us would encircle her, placing our index
and middle fingers under her still body. We would
proceed to lift her up, waist high. After each girl had her
turn at floating in the air, we would pursue séances.
Before the séances began, we would sit cross-legged
on the floor in a circle holding hands. Then we would call
out to the dead to visit us. Of course, we were unaware
that, in actuality, we were calling demons out from the pit
of hell. Unable to remember if we conjured up any talking
demons, I do remember hearing strange noises.
These two activities, levitation and séances, came to
an end when the slumber parties ceased. After that, I
never experimented with these again.
What I thought to be just innocent childhood
amusement went against the commandments of God. By
committing these sins, I was allowing demons to bring me
deeper into bondage.

Isaiah 8:19
19 And when they say to you,
“Seek those who are mediums
and wizards who whisper and mutter,”
should not a people seek their God?
Should they seek the dead
on behalf of the living?
 An ability that would appeal to me many years into
my adulthood was reading minds. I knew what others
were thinking, even though opposite words were being
verbalized. Reading minds gave me a sense of security,
but later on, this would even prove to become a false
refuge of protection. I assumed that as long as I could
decipher people’s thoughts, I could also figure out if they
had plans to take advantage of me. Being free from the
manipulation and wily schemes of others was always on
the forefront of my mind. My attitude came down to “get
them before they get me”.
Another occult sin that I tried was water witching.
During the summer months, as a child, I would play
around the trees in the park. Finding sticks lying on the
ground, I would pick up a branch with a two-pronged end
and pretend to water witch. I did not understand the
spiritual significance behind this act and deemed the
activity as one of my childhood explorations.
A few years back, though, I traveled with a friend to
his desolate property. As I Christian, I knew water
witching was a sin. Still, I made an attempt to use a
dowsing rod because we were searching for an
underground water supply. As a believer, I was making a
bad choice. Again, I willfully sinned which permitted
demons to oppress me. Any intentional transgression
that a true born-again Christian commits and knowing
that it goes against the commands of God will permit
demons to oppress the person.

Galatians 5:1
1 Stand fast therefore in the liberty
by which Christ has
made us free,
and do not be entangled again
with a yoke of bondage.
 Take heed, do not sin! Do not be deceived! Anything
that involves the occult, devil worship or any involvement
with the demonic world, including any type of sin, needs
to be set aside. God commands us, issuing stern
warnings, not to be involved in the occult. God considers
all of these undertakings an abomination and commands
us not to touch the unclean thing. Going against the
commands of God is spiritually dangerous. The devil loves
to trick and lure Christians into bondage.

2 Corinthians 6:17
17 Come out from among them
And be separate,
says the Lord.
Do not touch what is unclean,
And I will receive you.

As a Christian, if you have rebelled and sinned against

the commandments of God in any of the ways that I have
described in this chapter, you need to repent. God will
forgive you and set your free. But, first you need to
acknowledge the sin and after repenting, never commit
that sin again.
Once you are set free, you will discover quickly that
the demons that were oppressing you will try to tempt
you to commit that same offense. Their objective is to
oppress you again. They will not give up easily.
If you do fall back into sin, quickly repent and
command the demons to leave. Also, ask the Holy Spirit
for help to stay free. In time, you will have victory
through Jesus.

Hosea 6:1
1 Come,
and let us return to the LORD;
For He has torn, but He will heal us;
He has stricken,
but He will bind us up.
 CHAPTER 12
Innocence Stolen

Genesis 34:2
2 And when Shechem the son of Hamor the Hivite,
prince of the country,
saw her,
he took her and lay with her,
and violated her.

Waiting for me around the corner was another

underhanded satanic violation ready to strip me of what
innocence remained. During my early teen years, my
parents were sociable with another couple living in a
nearby town. Because their biological children happened
to be boys, the couple considered me as an adopted
daughter. Starving for affection, I felt cherished by this
family, especially the father. He always expressed his
loving affection toward me. Over the years, I
had grown to trust and admire this father-like
figure.
As my ninth grade year grew closer, the
father in my adopted family drew closer to me.
He was manipulated by a spirit of lust and he
took advantage of me sexually. After this
obtrusive act, wretchedness and emptiness
quickly devoured what was left of my childlike
simplicity.
My thoughts deceived me into believing that since I
was part of the sexual episode, it must be totally my
fault. This was another crafty scheme from satan to
fracture my young life.
After the sexual attack, I recoiled at the thought of
being left alone with this man, making sure that another
person was always in our presence. As always, I did not
have the confidence in any person to expose this
heartbreaking, dark secret.
The satanists were still gathering in the dreary
basement, executing their sadistic rituals and forcing me
to participate. Because of growing so accustomed to the
blood and gore, the shock value was no longer present.
Like a robot, I obeyed the rules, following all orders given
to me. By now, my emotions and feelings had given way
to hollow sensations. I was numb, anesthetized by my
internal pain. I could care less about my life and
especially my future. Thoughts of suicide were still
commanding my attention each night as I lay in bed.
The demons imprisoned me gradually and deliberately
into their devious snare, entangling me within their web
of deceit. Their methods of trickery were like a heavy
mesh interweaving throughout my mind and
body. Networks of demons were being
cleverly regulated, each one keenly aware
of each other’s classification and position.
They worked together as one, with logic and
order, operating like a well-oiled machine.
The devil constantly reinforced the untruth that I was
exceptional to him and essential to his kingdom. No one
else could be compared to me and I was unique, he would
state. Even though I felt ugly and dirty inside and out,
satan reassured me that I was beautiful to him. I
welcomed and embraced every insincere word that he
spoke to me.
His statements were all that mattered, even though
they were filled with guile. His crafty lies forced me into a
deeper form of demonic servitude and slavery.

Ruth 2:20
20 “Blessed be he of the LORD,
who has not forsaken His kindness
to the living and the dead!”

The satanists were preparing me for the upcoming

ceremony that would officially crown me the bride of
satan. Visualizing the formal procedure made me feel
unique and special. Anticipation welled up in my heart as
I envisioned the sanctioned wedding that was soon to
take place.
 The upcoming ceremony would promote me to a more
prominent ranking within the satanic group, which would
allow me more influence and recognition. Of course, this
played on my false sense of pride and the unending need
to feel worthwhile. In addition, I believed this new title
would make me even more essential to satan and his
kingdom.
Today, as I type this chapter, I am having a difficult
time. Because the memories of the marriage rites are so
very sorrowing to me, it is necessary to end here. I will
return later to describe what exactly took place during
this ceremony. My recall of the wedding ritual is still
sketchy; memories are few and far between at this
moment. However, I hope that through continuous
healing and deliverance, these memories will be retrieved
so that I can disclose the details of the coronation
ceremony that crowned me the “bride of satan”.

Isaiah 54:4
4 Do not fear,
for you will not be ashamed;
Neither be disgraced,
for you will not be put to shame;
For you will forget the shame of your youth.
 CHAPTER 13
Becoming The Bride of Satan

Jeremiah 3:14
14 “Return, O backsliding children,”
says the LORD;
“for I am married to you.
I will take you,
one from a city
and two from a family,
and I will bring you to Zion”.

This book is close to completion. Almost a year after I

finished typing Chapter 12, I have returned to write this
specific chapter. Because I have had the opportunity to
type out my life story over these past months, additional
painful memories have been thrust out into the open. Due
to the continual healings and deliverances that I received
through Jesus, I am now able to share the memories of
the satanic wedding.
The chosen room for the marriage ceremony to satan
did not take place in the basement of the high priestess
home, but instead, it was scheduled to be performed at a
local church. The brash old man attended this church
which allowed him access into the sacred building.
In the area where the ceremony was to transpire, a
special table was set up against one wall. On top of the
table sat a chalice, a dagger and a neatly folded cloth
sitting next to a lit candle.
Both the high priestess and high priest were in
attendance that evening, dressed in their ceremonial
garments. A woman, also clothed in a robe was standing
off to one side tightly embracing my soon
to be ornate crown. I could hardly wait to
have this elaborate diadem resting on my
head and walking in this highly sought
after position.
 I was meticulously dressed in a floor length grown,
designed from a silky, white fabric. A red sash was tied
neatly around my waist. The ceremony began as the high
priestess escorted me to the center of the pentagram.
She then turned, walked away and left me
standing by myself. No one else was
permitted inside the five-pointed star out of
respect for this revered position.
Around this satanic geometric figure
were lit candles, along with girl attendants
dressed in long robes. Off to one side, a
woman was holding my royal crown.
Forming a circle around the pentagram, the girls were
slowly moving counter clockwise and chanting softly. The
longer the girls chanted the louder they became. The
grim candle lit room began to fill up with an oppressive
charged-like energy.
Then satan came into sight, dressed in black and
enveloped outwardly with the false persona of a regal
king. All bowed down worshiping him, paying tribute and
homage to their alleged ruler. He masked himself as
handsome and charming. I was always enamored by his
image whenever he appeared and felt more in love and
infatuated with him than ever.
That evening I was floating on cloud nine. My little girl
fantasy of becoming a beautiful princess was finally
coming to pass.
My childhood daydreams invited me to that place
where I would pretend to meet my
prince charming. After sweeping me
up in his arms, we both would live
happily ever after in this imaginary
castle floating in the sky.
There was a problem with the
fake fantasy of this evening. The
imaginary castle was not hovering in
the heavens. Instead, the castle
turned out to be a gloomy cave in the depths of the
earth, a place designated as hell. The devil may have
arrived on the scene as kingly and charming, but
underneath his cloak of deception was a mind-set of
disgust and hatred directed towards me. That evening,
satan intended to not only participate in a mock wedding,
but transfer more demons into me. After that night, living
happily ever after was not going to come about.
After satan motioned to the lady holding
the decorative crown, she reverently placed
the headdress in satan’s outstretched
hands. Holding the crown firmly in his grip,
satan placed the crown not so gently on my
head, while we both were standing in the center of the
pentagram. Now, I was his prized queen, so I blindly
believed. Being his newly crowned bride filled me with
great pride.
Looking up into satan’s face, I longed for his
reassurance and acceptance. I craved for him to be
thrilled that I was his wedded mate. I ached within,
needing to know that I was important to
him and yearned for him to be proud of
me. Never smiling, he remained sternly
emotionless; his eyes coal black, cold and
lifeless. For years, satan told me I was his
special one, set aside to fulfill a specific
purpose in his kingdom. It was essential
that he reward me with his affirmation after this wedding
ritual. I never received it.
Suddenly, with a compelling force, more demons
entered into my already demon occupied body, which
unleashed even greater torment and pulled me deeper
into the depths of hell of anguish and agony.
The ceremony also included a sealing ritual. This
would supposedly grant me additional honor and
influence. With each sanctioned seal, I became possessed
by another assigned demon, along with each demon’s
numerous followers. The demons entered my body with
such profound force that it literally knocked the air out of
me. This transference lasted for many minutes and by the
end of this process, I was lying on the floor in exhaustion.
 Ephesians 1:13
13 In Him you also trusted,
after you heard the word of truth,
the gospel of your salvation;
in whom also,
having believed,
you were sealed with the
Holy Spirit of promise,

Ephesians 4:30
30 And do not grieve the
Holy Spirit of God,
by whom you were sealed
for the day of redemption.

The satanists were euphoric as shouts of jubilation

were shrieked out. That evening, a little boy was set
aside to be sacrificed in celebration. This little one was
placed on the ritual altar and the
sacrificial knife, setting on the table
against the wall, was used to end his
innocent life. The chalice, setting next to
the knife, was used to gather his blood
and passed around so that the satanists
could drink the blood of this little one. It
was also used to mark bodies for demon
ownership.
As always, sexual exploits with adults and children
took place. Sexual sins allow unholy soul ties. When
people have sexual relationships, soul ties form and it will
serve as a demonic bridge between the individuals. This
allows the demon tormenting one person to transfer to
another person. This is one of the ways that the satanists
transferred demons into children.

Corinthians 6:16
16 Or do you not know that he who is joined to a
harlot is one body with her?
For “the two,”
He says, “shall become one flesh.”
 This long distressful night finally ended. Filled with
more evil beings would bring even greater despondency
and misery into my demonic dominated
life. It was soon after this ceremony that
my family moved to a different state. I
was free from this group, never having to
be involved with them again. Then again, I
was not free from the demons that were
lurking within me.

If you have ever given yourself over to satan in any

way, please pray to ask Jesus into your heart and then
repeat the following pray of renouncement----

Dear Jesus,
I ask you to be my Lord and Savior. I want my life to
be pleasing to you. Liberate me from all my sins and from
all the bondages that satan has placed on my life. I thank
you that You are now setting me free. Amen.

Prayer of Renouncement
I renounce ever signing my name over to satan or
having my name signed over to satan.
I announce that my name is written in the Lamb's
Book of Life.

I renounce any ceremony where I may have been wed

to satan.
I announce that I am the Bride of Christ.

I renounce all satanic assignments, covenants, pacts

and dedications that I made with satan or that were made
for me.
I announce that I am a partaker of the new covenant
with Jesus.
 I reject and renounce all curses made for me or by
me for the service of satan.
I trust only in the shed Blood of my Lord Jesus Christ
and what He accomplished on the cross. I look to the Holy
Spirit for guidance.

I reject all assignments to serve satan.

I accept only God's assignment for me.

I renounce all guardians and surrogate parents

assigned to me by satanists.
I renounce all baptisms, rituals or teachings by
satanists.
I announce that I have been baptized into Christ Jesus
and my identity is now in Jesus.

I renounce and reject all demons and familiar spirits

attached to any part of me by satanists.
I reject all spirit guides assigned to me, in Jesus
name.

I announce that God is my Heavenly Father and the

Holy Spirit is my guardian. By this, I am sealed until the
day of my redemption.
 CHAPTER 14
Accepting Jesus

Psalm 38:4
4 For my iniquities have gone over my head;
Like a heavy burden they are too heavy for me.

Matthew 11:28
28 Come to Me,
all you who labor
and are heavy laden,
and I will give you rest.

After reaching the age of 25, I considered myself

successful compared to most women within the western
world. I owned a lucrative business, acquired many
material possessions and had a substantial amount of
money deposited in the bank.

Proverbs 11:28
28 He who trusts in riches will fall.

In spite of everything that I had attained, I was

miserable and fed up with my life. Depression constantly
draped itself over my mind, as if I were wearing a dark,
gloomy veil.

Proverbs 12:25
25 Anxiety in the heart of man causes depression

Over the years, I carried a great deal of emotional and

mental misery and reached the point where I was unable
to bear the heavy burden any longer. One afternoon while
driving home from my business, I had made the decision
that I was going to kill myself. The verdict was set; this
was to be my last day alive on earth.
Hidden deep within lingered a profound fear of death.
I would become anxious riding in a car, fearing that I
would get into an accident and die. I knew that dying
equaled a direct trip to hell. I craved to know how to get
to heaven and aimlessly searched for the answer to this
question, but with no positive results. Not one person, up
to that point in time, was able to give me a clear
explanation as to how I could go to heaven after death.

John 3:3
3 Jesus answered and said to him,
“Most assuredly, I say to you,
unless one is born again,
he cannot see the kingdom of God.”

Once I arrived home, I parked my car, walked up the

cement stairs to my apartment as if I were under a spell.
By the time I set my foot down on the top landing, I was
weeping. At a snail’s pace, I shuffled into the bathroom,
shut and locked the door behind me. Death was
impatiently waiting.
Earlier in the year, because of a painful back, I had
scheduled an appointment with my physician. The doctor
wrote out a prescription for pain pills and up until this
fateful day, I had only taken a few. Practically a whole
bottle was resting on the medicine cabinet shelf.
Reaching for the pills, I removed the bottle from the
shelf and spilled the entire contents into the palm of my
hand. Even though I was saddened at the thought that
my end was near, I was also relieved that
my blaring pain was about to be silenced.
My plan was once I swallowed the pills, I
would lie on my bed and drift off into a
soothing, tranquil sleep to death. Taking
my last breath would bring to a standstill
all the pandemonium within my mixed up
mind. Within minutes, I would be at peace
Nervously clasping the pills, I attempted to put them
into my dry parched mouth. While doing this, I felt an
invisible force pressing my shaking hand forward, trying
to shove those white tablets of death down my throat.
I became acutely aware that I was unable to put a
stop to this overpowering energy clutching my hand. The
thought shuddered through my mind that if I actually did
swallow the pills, death was inevitable and I would,
without delay, be ushered into hell. This realization
frightened me.
Hesitating, my inner thoughts wavered between the
desire to die or fight to live. After making the decision to
live, I was still unable to get free from this tight grip of
death that had overtaken my hand. The invisible force
had an unyielding hold over me. In this weakened,
powerless position, I cried aloud, “Oh, God help me!”
Suddenly, the most illuminating, peaceful presence
pervaded the bathroom. It was Jesus and He was
responding to my cry for help. Nothing could prevent
Jesus from rescuing me from the fatal clutches of death.
For the first time in my life, I was soaking in a tranquil
peace. It permeated every part of my empty, unfruitful
life.

Psalm 86:7
7 In the day of my trouble I will call upon You,
For You will answer me.

I swiftly flushed the pills down the toilet, knowing all

too well it would only be a short amount of time before I
would attempt to kill myself again. Sadly, the desire for
suicide promptly returned the following day when I
became overly upset.
Concluding that a change of scenery was necessary, I
made the decision to move. Fresh surroundings meant
renewed outlook and this change, I thought, would
definitely bring relief from my despair. Not wanting to
remain in my current living conditions, I sold my business
and relocated to a southern state. I actually imagined
myself finding authentic happiness. A new beginning was
waiting and I found myself in high spirits.
God, in His preordained design, had already set into
motion a divine plan. I would become acquainted with
Him through this adventurous quest. Within a couple of
months after settling down in my new home, a peaceful
serenity would swallow up my entire being.
 Isaiah 55:12
12 For you shall go out with joy
And be lead out with peace;
The mountains and the hills shall break
forth into singing before you,
And the trees of the field shall clap their hands.

Today, while reminiscing about this out of state

journey, I wonder how God was able to guide my steps to
that ordained moment when I would connect with His
desire for my life. I thought I was in complete control.
Unknowingly to me, God was directing my every step.

Proverbs 16:9
9 A man‟s heart plans his way,
But the LORD directs his steps.

While living in this new city, I came across a business

venture that I envisioned purchasing. During the
examination of the business, I was advised that the
owner employed a part-time woman named Sarah. Before
wrapping up all the loose ends of the buying process, I
concluded that this employee was not an essential part to
the business’ success. Besides, I convinced myself that I
was more than capable to manage this enterprise without
her lending me a hand.
To tell you the truth, I did not have the courage to
inform Sarah that she was not needed. Therefore, after
acquiring the business, she continued to stay on as my
employee. Later on, Sarah confessed that when this
business went up for sale, she prayed the new owner
would allow her to stay because she needed the income.
God answered her prayer.
Sarah is a very creative woman and was a genuine
blessing to my business. Without her indispensable input,
there was no way the business would have succeeded.
At the same time I procured the business, I also
bought a home and boasted of having no material needs.
 I was financially comfortable and living on easy street.
My notion was the more prosperous I was the more
content and fulfilled I would feel. However, I was wrong.

Revelation 3:17
17 Because you say,
“I am rich,
have become wealthy,
and have need of nothing”
and do not know that you are
wretched, miserable, poor, blind,
and naked—

Sarah and her husband struggled as a family to make

ends meet. Nevertheless, even with what little they did
have she was extremely cheery. Her eyes sparkled with
delight. This joyful attribute, radiating through her
lifestyle, was attractive to me. I was wealthy, but
miserable. How could she live within such meager means
and be so happy?
One day, I questioned Sarah as to why she was so
cheerful. Goose bumps ran up and down my arms while
she shared her personal testimony of accepting Jesus as
her Savior. I was captivated with every word, never
wanting our conversation to cease. I hungered to
experience this Jesus that put such a beaming smile on
her face. Her statements about Jesus exchanging her
distraught life for His peace and joy permitted me to cling
to a glimmer of hope. That day, a precious spiritual seed
had been planted in my heart and this fertile seed was
about to take root and bloom.

Isaiah 52:7
7 How beautiful upon the mountains
Are the feet of him who brings good news,
Who proclaims peace,
Who brings glad tidings of good things,
Who proclaims salvation,
 One Friday afternoon, Sarah invited me to attend her
church. That coming Sunday morning, after meeting her
in the foyer, we sat down together on a wooden pew. The
song service got underway and I was pleasantly surprised
with all that I was viewing.
Clapping and raising their hands, the congregation
was shouting out praises to God. I had
no idea that church services like this
existed. The churches that I had attended
previously were solemn. Displaying
emotions during service was prohibited
and even frowned upon.

Psalm 35:18
18 I will give You thanks
in the great assembly;
I will praise You among many people.

I am sure that the seasoned Christians in this church

discerned my deep wounds. My eyes were not twinkling
with joy, like Sarah’s eyes. I longed for relief from the
tormenting pain caused by my grief. During the service,
which lasted about two hours, I had the opportunity to be
torment free. I felt peacefully happy, which was an
unfamiliar emotion for me.

Job 30:28
28 I go about mourning,
but not in the sun;
I stand up in the assembly
and cry out for help.

Proverbs 5:14
14 I was on the verge of total ruin,
In the midst of the assembly and congregation.

A couple weeks after attending Sarah’s church, she

invited me over to her home. While sitting on the couch in
Sarah’s living room, she initiated reading the Bible aloud.
 Again, the presence of the Lord suddenly came upon
me, piercing my troubled heart with His passionate love.
I had the sensation that my body was like melting butter,
gently rolling over the couch cushions unto the floor tiles
below. Sarah sensed the move of the Holy Spirit and
invited me to join her in a prayer to ask Jesus into my
heart, accepting Him as my Lord and Savior. With tears
streaming effortlessly down my cheeks, I gladly said,
YES!

Ezekiel 16: 8-14

8 “When I passed by you again
and looked upon you,
indeed your time was the time of love;
so I spread My wing over you
and covered your nakedness.
Yes, I swore an oath to you and entered
into a covenant with you,
and you became Mine,”
says the Lord GOD.
9 “Then I washed you in water;
yes, I thoroughly washed off your blood,
and I anointed you with oil.
10 I clothed you in embroidered cloth
and gave you sandals of badger skin;
I clothed you with fine linen
and covered you with silk.
11 I adorned you with ornaments,
put bracelets on your wrists,
and a chain on your neck.
12 And I put a jewel in your nose,
earrings in your ears,
and a beautiful crown on your head.
13 Thus you were adorned with gold and silver,
and your clothing was of fine linen, silk,
and embroidered cloth.
You ate pastry of fine flour, honey, and oil.
You were exceedingly beautiful,
and succeeded to royalty.
14 Your fame went out among the nations
 because of your beauty,
for it was perfect through My splendor
which I had bestowed on you,”
says the Lord GOD.

At last I was His, just like He

proclaimed to satan several years earlier
while standing patiently at the foot of my
bed. My salvation was irrevocable. The
chains and bondages of the occult had
been broken. The contract instituted by
my ancestors crumbled to ashes. I was no
longer satan’s possession. Jesus now
occupied me entirely and I was set free!

Psalm 40:2
2 He also brought me up out of a horrible pit,
Out of the miry clay,
And set my feet upon a rock,
And established my steps.

Jesus, because of His shed blood on the cross, severed

the cruel agreement of each generational curse. The sins
of my ancestors instantly vanished and all spoken curses
were shattered. The satanic future ordained for my life
was obliterated.
My evil heritage had been relinquished
forever. Now, released entirely from the
domination to that ancestral bloodline, I
was instantly grafted into a new birthright.
God was now my Father and I had been
adopted into the family of God.

Psalm 61:5
5 For you, O God,
have heard my vows;
You have given me the heritage
of those who fear Your name.
 Romans 8:15
15 For you did not receive
the spirit of bondage again to fear,
but you received the
Spirit of adoption by whom we cry out,
“Abba, Father.”

That night, in Sarah’s living room, I became born-

again. I had no inkling the changes had become so
apparent, but Sarah was an eyewitness to this sacred
transformation. I did not feel different, but I was. Slowly,
changes began taking place in my thought patterns and
my actions followed closely behind. My desire to serve
Jesus became more intense with each passing day. I was
falling in deeply in love with my Savior.
My cold, hardened heart, once filled with only hatred
toward others, was slowly being transformed by His love.
Within a short amount of time, I desired more than
anything to reach out with this newfound Love, longing
for others to experience the same liberty and joy that I
freely received.

Ezekiel 36:26
26 I will give you a new heart
and put a new spirit within you;
I will take the heart of stone out of your flesh
and give you a heart of flesh.
 CHAPTER 15
Something Beautiful

Ezekiel 16:7
7 I made you thrive like a plant in the field;
and you grew,
matured,
and became very beautiful.

One afternoon Jesus instructed me to go over to

church and read my Bible. After entering the main
auditorium, I stepped onto the platform and sat down in
the pastor’s chair. While reading the Bible, I heard God
call out my name audibly. He had to repeat it three times
before I responded, “Yes Lord?” He replied in a tender,
loving voice saying, “I am going to make something
beautiful out of your life”.

Isaiah 61:3
3 To console those who mourn in Zion,
To give them beauty for ashes,
The oil of joy for mourning,
The garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness;
That they may be called trees of righteousness,
The planting of the LORD,
that He may be glorified.
 One sweltering summer day, Sarah informed me that
she, along with her husband and children, were going on
a much-needed vacation and asked me to house sit. After
all she had done for me, I considered it a privilege to
watch over their home. Sarah departed and after staying
in her home for a couple days, the phone rang late one
night. I had just retired to bed. As I glanced at the clock
sitting on top of the side table, it read midnight.
The person on the other end of the phone was Julie, a
woman from my church. Her voice signaled distress. She
sounded as though she was at her wits end and begged
me to come over. I calmly assured her that I would be
right there.
After dressing, I headed to her house, which was
about a twenty-minute drive. While driving, my body was
overtaken with a gripping fear, which brought on second
thoughts about going to visit Julie. I asked Jesus to give
me a flat tire if He did not need me to go to her home.
Within 20 minutes, I pulled up to Julie’s house, no flat.
After walking into Julie’s living room, with tears
welling up in her eyes, she gave me the details of how
her husband had packed up and left and was headed to
another state.
The atmosphere in her home felt stuffy and
oppressive. The air, which suspended like a thick, heavy
cloud, seemed as though it could be sliced with a sharp
knife. Breathing was difficult, as each mouthful of air
became a strenuous gasp.
Unexpectedly, invisible hands wrapped themselves
around my throat and started chocking me. At that
moment, I realized demons were
assaulting me. You would assume
that since I had been familiar with
the demonic, I would not be
frightened. However, I was taken
aback by this foul manifestation.
I was very eager to leave, telling Julie we had to get
out of her house right away. As I was walking towards
the front door, fear seized my body for the second time
that evening. This clenching fear paralyzed me. It felt as
though heavy weights had been tied around my ankles. I
could barely move. Eventually, I was able to free myself
and reach the parking lot. Once I unlocked the car doors,
we jumped in and drove away as quickly as possible.
After arriving back at Sarah’s house, I made a pot of
coffee. Julie remained there for a couple of hours and
then insisted that I take her back home. While driving
back to her house, the sun was coming into view, a new
day was on the horizon and I felt at peace.
When my friend Sarah returned from her family
vacation, I recounted every moment of my adventures at
Julie’s house. Sarah disclosed that Julie’s mom was a
practicing witch and due to her mom’s involvement in the
occult, Julie had acquired a magnitude of personality
problems.
I did not understand exactly what Sarah meant by
Julie’s problems. I had not received enough of my own
deliverance to be able to recognize what demons do to a
person’s personality. Also, I was still very blinded by my
own oppression. I had no idea at that time I was plagued
with my own personality problems. Now that I am free, I
can reflect back and understand what Sarah was trying to
explain to me.
A youth night had been scheduled at my church one
Wednesday evening. Even though I was not a youth, I
was invited to join them during their fellowship time.
After reading the Bible, the youth leader asked if anyone
would like prayer. A young boy, Peter, raised his hand. He
wanted prayer for his leg.
Peter shared with the other young people the details
about an accident that had taken place during his
boyhood years. While riding his bicycle he had been hit,
unintentionally, by a car. An ambulance transferred him
to the local hospital and eventually, because of the
mishap, his right leg was permanently damaged, leaving
it a few inches shorter than his left.
The youth leader instructed Peter to sit in a collapsible
metal chair. After Peter placed his right foot in the
pastor’s hand, the young people formed a tight circle
around Peter. The pastor started to pray.
 For a brief moment, I had my eyes closed along with
the other teens and actually thought that it was a sin to
peek! Since I was very curious to see what was occurring,
I opened them. Coincidentally, as my eyes opened,
Peter’s right leg started to grow out until it became the
same length as his opposite left leg. Never witnessing
such a wondrous miracle, my chin dropped, leaving my
mouth gapping wide open and my eyes appearing to be
as big as saucers.
The overpowering presence of God was being poured
out on this room that evening. Out of my desire to share
all the excitement with my friend Sarah, I rushed to the
main auditorium where she was sitting and motioned for
her to come to me. She kept shaking her head no, but I
was persistent. Finally leaving her seat, she reluctantly
followed me to the back of the building. Still feeling
unenthusiastic, Sarah walked through the door into the
youth room.
Once she stepped her foot into the room, Bam! The
Holy Spirit came over her. Sarah was lying flat on her
back speaking in tongues. Up until this God ordained
evening, my friend had not received the baptism of the
Holy Spirit. This was the first time I had ever experienced
the manifestation of the Holy Spirit. After that God
ordained evening, I was never the same.
One Sunday after a morning service, I went forward to
pray at the wooden altar. Being a new Christian, I had no
idea what a vision was, but I was about to encounter my
first one. I was quietly kneeling with my eyes closed.
Oblivious to everyone else around me, I felt myself
gradually descending. The lower I went, the darker it
became. The darker it grew to be, the colder it felt.
Bone-chilling cold would be the best description that I can
give. In a matter of moments, I was consumed and
submerged in blackness. While standing on solid ground,
I could hear human voices wailing in torment and anguish
throughout this far-reaching area. However, due to the
overall darkness, I was unable to see the people
formulating the noise. The echoing sounds of wailing
grated on my flesh, giving it crawling sensations. In this
 bleak, isolated region, an
all-embracing hopelessness
and despair pervaded every
inch of my body. After a few
seconds, which was more
than enough time to be in
this harsh grave-like place, I
started slowly ascending. In
moments, I felt myself back
on my knees, hearing the voices of the church members.
Later that day, after mediating on this vision, I realized
that I had paid a visit to hell.

Proverbs 15:11
11 Hell and Destruction are before the Lord;
So how much more the hearts
of the sons of men.

A year after attending this particular church, I became

restless, not having a clear understanding as to why. I
told Jesus that there had to be more to experience in the
spiritual realm, but I did not know what it entailed or how
to find it. I started my search.

Matthew 7:7-8
7 Ask and it will be given to you;
seek and you will find;
knock, it will be opened to you.
8 For everyone who asks receives;
and he who seeks finds,
and to him who knocks,
it will be opened.

One afternoon I was discussing with my next-door

neighbor about my restlessness. She told me of a non-
denominational church that was a 10-minute drive from
my home. A few weeks later, I decided to attend a
Sunday morning service.
 The large dome shaped building was
situated in the center of an oasis-
landscaped property. While advancing up
the driveway, a quite calm swept over
me. During the praise and worship
service, the presence of the Lord was so
genuine. I felt as though I was literally standing in
heaven. Besides clapping and raising their hands, the
people danced in the Spirit, which I had never
seen before.
Watching enthusiastically, I was overcome
with wonder as this form of worship was new
to me. I was thrilled with what I was
observing, hoping that one day I, too, would
enjoy the liberty to dance before Jesus.
After the song service and before the
sermon, a man in the congregation spoke out a word of
knowledge. He stated that someone in attendance was
looking for a new church home and this is where they
were to stay.
Once the words came out of his mouth, the presence
of God came upon me. It was like a ton of bricks had
landed on top of my head, but without the pain. I felt as
though I was going to fall to the floor under the weight of
God’s manifested power. I quickly recognized this word
was intended personally for me. After that Sunday
morning service, this house of worship became my new
church home.
One Sunday evening my new pastor invited an
evangelist from out of town to speak. During the service’s
closing stages, the congregation was invited to come
forward to the front of the church. The evangelist would
speak a word from God over each one of us. I had never
heard of such a Holy Spirit manifestation and with
anticipation, hurriedly moved forward to be first in line.
The minister looked at me and said, “I see
a big ugly goose egg and when it finally
cracks open, a beautiful bird will emerge and
fly”. The evangelist then touched my forehead
and I fell back onto the carpeted floor under
the power of the Holy Spirit. This was my first experience
of falling out in the Spirit. While lying there, indescribable
peace enveloped my body and mind. After resting on the
floor for a short time, I got up with the assistance from a
couple of ushers. I hungered and desired to know more
about the gifts from the Holy Spirit.

1 Corinthians 12:4-11
4 There are diversities of gifts,
but the same Spirit.
5 There are differences of ministries,
but the same Lord.
6 And there are diversities of activities,
but it is the same God who works all in all.
7 But the manifestation of the Spirit is given to each one
for the profit of all:
8 for to one is given the word of
wisdom through the Spirit,
to another the word of knowledge
through the same Spirit,
9 to another faith by the same Spirit,
to another gifts of healings by the same Spirit,
10 to another the working of miracles,
to another prophecy,
to another discerning of spirits,
to another different kinds of tongues,
to another the interpretation of tongues.
11 But one and the same Spirit
works all these things,
distributing to each
one individually as He wills.

After the service, I reflected on the remarks that the

evangelist had spoken over me. Since I was super-
sensitive, all I could think about was the big ugly goose
egg remark. “Is this how God really sees me, a big ugly
egg?” I did not have enough spiritual knowledge to
understand that the evangelist was speaking about my
present oppressive condition and about my future, once I
was liberated from satan.
 While attending this church, I had met a man named
Jeff and within a short time we became close friends. Jeff
loved Jesus and aspired to serve Him as much as I did.
My new friend approached me after an evening service
relaying that he had two visions from God for me.
The first vision he shared was that he observed an
enormous canvas (which represented me) placed on a
massive easel. This canvas was positioned before God.
Holding an artist’s brush, God proceeded to
paint the giant canvas all white, wiping and
cleansing away the existing picture. A new
picture was being created with delicate
strokes and brilliant colors. Upon completion,
the painting was an exquisite work of art, a
masterpiece.

Ephesians 5:26
26 that He might sanctify
and cleanse her with the
washing of water by the word

The second vision that Jeff shared was that he saw me

drowning in a fierce violent ocean storm. Engulfed by the
torrent waters, I was helplessly sinking, incapable of
keeping my head above the turbulence. Jeff said that he
observed Jesus walking on top of the surging waters
towards me. After taking me by my hands, Jesus pulled
me up out of the tumultuous storm. Jesus placed me high
above the gale, where the atmosphere was calm and still.
Jesus and I walked together side by
side. I was walking in His peace.

Psalm 69:2
2 I sink in deep mire,
Where there is no standing;
I have come into deep waters,
Where the floods overflow me.
 One afternoon, Jeff came over to my house for prayer.
During this prayer a demon manifested within me.
Stunned, I had no idea I was demon oppressed. Since the
church that Jeff previously attended cast out demons, he
had the knowledge in how to expel it.
Sitting on my kitchen chair in the living room, Jeff
started to bind the demon in the name of Jesus. Within
seconds, this demon picked me up off the chair and threw
me down on the carpet. While lying on my stomach, I felt
this expelled demon crawling out of the top of my head.
As this evil one was leaving, it was screaming out from
my mouth, “she is mine, she belongs to me”.
Before the demon was kicked out, it revealed itself as
an influential demon over a well-known religious cult,
which happened to be one of my parent’s religions. After
that demon left, I repented and asked forgiveness for my
involvement in this cult. Then Jeff commanded any other
demons linked with this certain spirit to leave my body. I
was free in Jesus name.
It was not until the following morning that I could
verify that I had received deliverance. When I woke up
that morning, I opened my eyes and as I glanced around
my bedroom, I could see clearly. My sight was not blurry
as it was the day before. Everything in my eye’s view
looked crisp through my renewed eyesight.
This is the illustration that I use to describe my
demonic blindness. It is as if you were looking through a
black painted window at a beautiful landscape. There is
no way that you can see the scenery clearly. This is what
it was like for me to be blinded by the demons within this
cult religion.
Before my deliverance, I could not understand that
what I had been taught in this religious cult was from
satan. Even after my born born-again transformation, I
was still blind and believed that these teachings contained
the truth from God. But, after this deliverance, I
immediately recognized that this religion originated from
satan.
 For this reason, when we are speaking with people
that are in a cult or involved in the occult, we should not
argue with them. Arguing will only allow the demons to
convince them further that they are right and we, as true
followers of Jesus, are wrong.
Anyway, it is not about being right, but about their
need to know Jesus. It is not about our beliefs from our
particular denomination, but it is all about Jesus and how
He died on the cross so that all could be saved. We have
to allow Jesus to break the yoke of bondage, so non-
believers can give their hearts to Jesus and be free.
I remember, before coming to Jesus, that someone
was sternly telling me that what I believed was wrong. I
was angry because I thought what I had been taught in
this religion was right, but I could not see the Truth.
Since I felt they were condemning me, I wanted nothing
to do with their beliefs. Their angry and belittling words
drove me away from Jesus.
Non-believers are bound by a demon of deafness and
blindness. These demons will not allow their captives to
see or hear the Truth. These individuals cannot perceive
that they are deceived. It is as though a black scarf has
been tied over their eyes and plugs inserted in their ears.
They cannot see or hear unless Jesus breaks their
bondages.
Therefore, we need to show these constrained
individuals the Love of Jesus and allow Him to break the
chains of satan. We should pray and bind the demons so
they can be liberated to see the Truth, to see Jesus.

Psalm 146:8
8 The LORD opens the eyes of the blind
The LORD raises those
who are bowed down;
the LORD loves the righteous.
 God had set me free from this religious cult and I felt
ecstatic. The next Sunday morning, before service, I
spread the good news, telling all how Jesus set me free
from this cult demon. I assumed that since I received
deliverance, all Christians knew about casting out
demons. To my dismay, the pastor did not believe in
casting demons out of Christians, telling me to be quiet.
Since I was unable to keep my mouth shut, the pastor
demanded that I leave and not return. I felt as though I
had been betrayed by those that I admired and looked up
to. Not one person from that church wanted to associate
with me anymore. Not even my friend Jeff.

Isaiah 54:11-12
1 O you afflicted one,
Tossed with tempest,
and not comforted,
Behold, I will lay your stones with colorful gems,
And lay your foundations with sapphires.
12 I will make your pinnacles of ruby,
Your gates of crystal,
And all your walls of precious stones.

That church’s dismissal and my feelings of rejection did

not impede or obstruct me from seeking Jesus and more
deliverance. After that first deliverance, I had been made
keenly aware of my need to be set free from many other
demons.
After experiencing this newfound freedom, I hungered
for more liberty. I was 27 years old when the first demon
was cast out and it would be another 28 more years
before I would walk in total freedom from the demonic.
I longed and craved for all the benefits offered to
God’s children here on earth. I was willing to pay the
price for total liberation from all demonic influences.
At that time, I had no idea how high the cost would
be. This was the beginning of a long and extremely
difficult journey, but total emancipation from satan would
be my celebrated reward. Independence and liberty from
the demonic was my pearl of great price.
 Matthew 13:45-46
45 Again, the kingdom of heaven is
like a merchant seeking beautiful pearls,
46 who, when he had found one pearl of great price,
went and sold all that he had and bought it.

One afternoon, while driving downtown,

I came up to a stop sign. Looking over to
my left, I noticed a homeless woman
sitting on the sidewalk. She was grubby
looking, as if she had not been able to
clean herself up in a while. She appeared
unclean and untouchable. Her back was
propped up against a brick building. Her
legs were extended out in front of her while her arms
were hanging limp at her side. She seemed lost, chained
to her hopelessness.
For a brief moment my heart told me to stop and
reach out to help her. But instead, I kept driving. I had
my long list of important errands to run that day. I tried
to convince myself that my needs took precedence over
her problems. So sadly, I did not stop to minister to her
wounds.
Her soiled face was deeply imprinted on my mind all
day. I am ashamed to admit that I actually thought my
trivial needs were more important than stopping to help
this hurting soul.
When I sat wounded and propped up against the wall
of my tattered life, a car was coming down the street of
my life. I was limp and despondent to the world passing
me by. Due to the sin in my life I was filthy, I stunk and
was untouchable. I was full of shame, needed cleaning up
and was utterly incapable of doing this for myself. I was
definitely lost and like this woman, chained to my despair.
The Driver, named Jesus, saw the distress and pain in my
life and He stopped and took the time to tend to all my
wounds.
 This is the true love of Jesus, reaching out to those
beaten up by life and all its disappointments. He is the
ultimate Good Samaritan. I am so thankful that He
stopped and reached out to my polluted soul.

Jesus has made something beautiful out of my life.

Psalm 45:11
11 So the King will greatly desire your beauty;
Because He is your Lord,
worship Him

Ecclesiastes 3:11
11 He has made everything beautiful in its time.
Also He has put eternity in their hearts,
except that no one can find out the work that
God does from beginning to end.

Something Beautiful
Something Good
All My Confusion He Understood
All I Had To Offer Him Was
Hopelessness And Strife
He Made Something Beautiful
Out Of My Life
 CHAPTER 16
Spiritual Battles

Luke 4:18
18 The Spirit of the LORD is upon Me,
Because He has anointed Me
To preach the gospel to the poor;
He has sent Me to heal the brokenhearted,
To proclaim liberty to the captives
And recovery of sight to the blind,
To set at liberty those who are oppressed;

Life was moving forward quickly. I was still living in

the southern city where I gave my life to Jesus. I had
married, given birth to my five children and turning 38.
On one particular day, I was standing alone in my living
room. Fixing my eyes on a large mirror attached to the
wall, I was able to see all the way to the back of the
house. While gazing in the mirror, I saw a transparent
looking little girl, about 5 years of age, with blonde hair
run across the hallway. Since I had been acquainted with
apparitions in my past, I immediately recognized it to be
a familiar spirit, a demon taking on the form of an earthly
individual. That was the first and last time I saw it
materialize.

Leviticus 19:31
31 Give no regard to mediums
and familiar spirits;
do not seek after them
to be defiled by them;
I am the LORD your God.

At this time in my relationship with Jesus, I had not

been taught about spiritual warfare in regards to
anointing the house. I had no idea that I could command
the demons to leave my home. I knew about casting
demons out of people, but I did not have the knowledge
about taking authority over the demonic where I resided.
 Because I had been inhabited with demons for so
long, it was typical to see these evil beings walking in and
out of my body whenever they chose. This was something
that had taken place since I was a young girl, so I did not
think this phenomenon to be abnormal or bizarre. This
happened to be a normal everyday occurrence, nothing
out of the ordinary for me. Even though I had received
some deliverance throughout the years, legions of
demons still oppressed me.
My good friends had moved up north to a small
mountain town, about a two-hour drive from my house.
Since I had a Christian babysitter available, I thought that
I would go for well-deserved overnight visit. While driving
up the mountainside, the scenery was beautiful, quiet and
serene. The longer I drove, the more refreshed I was
beginning to feel.
While thinking about Jesus, I enjoyed the following
vision: I saw the hands of God cupped together in front of
the car and directly in the middle of His hands were my
good friends. Excited about what I witnessed, I could
hardly wait to relay this vision to both of them.
When I arrived at my destination, I checked into a
local motel and met my friends for dinner at a pizza
parlor. After our meal and great conversation (yes, I
shared the vision) we parted our ways and I returned to
my motel room. Climbing into bed, I fell fast asleep.
Within half an hour, God woke me up and told me to get
out of there, immediately! I grabbed what few things I
had packed, ready to walk out the door.
Before opening the door, I reached into my purse
searching for my car keys. I knew that I had two keys,
but could only locate one. Not intending on leaving until I
found the spare key, I searched frantically around the
room, even under the bed. However, I could not find the
extra key. God, with urgency in His voice, kept insisting
that I leave quickly. Giving up on my search for the lost
key, I left the motel and headed back home.
By the time I left the city limits, it was snowing a
great deal. Because I had never driven on a snow packed
road, traveling down this mountainous road was easier
said than done. I could only see about three feet over the
car’s front hood. Anxiously, I looked ahead to see if I
could spot brake lights further on down the road. Except
for the swishing of the wiper blades, that night gave me
nothing more than total darkness and peaceful silence.
Glancing into my rear view mirror, I saw car headlights
following my lead.
Since this was my first time visiting this town, I was
unfamiliar with the roadway ahead. You know how
mountain roads can be, twisting and turning, curving
about? I had no idea where I was going or which way I
was headed. Pressing my foot lightly on the gas pedal, I
drove forward. To this day, I do not know how I managed
not to drive over a mountain ridge. What is even more
frightening is that I was leading the way for all the cars
following closely behind me. If I drove over an
embankment, the other cars would have driven right over
that same ledge with me. As I look back, I know God was
directing my vehicle, keeping me safe, along with the
others that were blindly following my lead on that snowy
road.
Once I reached the bottom of this mountain range, I
felt exhausted. Pulling over at a rest stop, I laid my head
down on the front seat. I was sleeping soundly until I
heard my name being called out repeatedly in a hideous
manner, jolting me awake. I immediately recognized that
it was a group of demons and they were trying to torment
me. After gaining my composure, I started the car’s
engine and headed towards home.
When I finally pulled into the driveway, it was after 1
one am. The babysitter was still awake and I shared my
story about what happened earlier that evening. She told
me that shortly after I left my house, she had found the
spare key in the bathroom sitting on the counter. As soon
as she spotted the key, God told her I would be returning
back to the house and not spending the night. With that
information disclosed, I was thankful, knowing that God
guided me safely home. To this day, I have no idea as to
why God urgently directed me to leave.
 Another adventurous vacation was the time I visited
my girlfriend, Diane, who lived in a nearby state. Right
before the plane landed, I looked out across the horizon.
In the distance there was a massive, dark black cloud
quickly approaching the city. These were not ordinary
earthly clouds, but hordes of evil demons.
After Diane picked me up at the airport’s luggage
area, I shared with her what I had seen from the
airplane’s window. On our way to her home, Diane told
me that her friend from church was coming over that
afternoon and we were all going to pray.
Once we arrived at Diane’s apartment, I sat down on
the sofa, while she went into her bedroom to change
clothes.
As I was sitting on her couch, I saw angels flowing into
the living room. They were gigantic and dressed in
military armor, standing shoulder to shoulder and
surrounded the exterior of the room. Unbeknownst to me,
Diane, while getting dressed, was praying that Jesus
would send His angles to protect and guard us.
Right after witnessing the angels’ entrance, I saw
Jesus. Then I noticed demons standing outside her sliding
door, trying to peek in. With their distorted faces pressed
up against the clear pane, they were fearfully waiting and
wondering what was going to take place.
All at once, the angle’s massive arms went straight up
into the air in praise and adoration. God appeared. His
presence was all-consuming. Then the Holy Spirit
materialized. He showed Himself like a sparkler, flickering
from one side of the room to the other.
When Diane came out of her bedroom, I relayed what
I had observed in the spiritual realm. She then shared
with me her prayer for angelic protection.
Soon, her friend from church arrived and we had our
prayer time. That next day I returned.
Within a few months, there was a civil riot in Diane’s
hometown. Quite a few people had been injured. I believe
that if we had not prayed, the outcome would have been
catastrophic. It was demons, taking on the form of a
stormy cloud that was responsible for this outbreak.
 One Sunday evening, I decided to attend a church
located up the street from my house. Before I left, I had
a throbbing ache in my forehead. The sermon was
inspiring and afterwards, I went forward asking the pastor
to pray for my headache. When the pastor laid hands on
me, I fell to the floor, lying peacefully under the power of
the Holy Spirit. After getting up, I became mindful to the
fact that the pain in my forehead had disappeared.
Once I started driving back home, a severe, stabbing
pain struck the back of my head. I felt I was going to
collapse, falling unconscious. Desperate to get home
safely, I prayed to Jesus for help. By the time I parked
my car, I was in agonizing pain and knew something was
dreadfully wrong. As soon as I walked through the front
door, I dialed 911. The ambulance quickly arrived, loaded
me into the emergency van and speedily headed to the
hospital.
While lying on the gurney inside the ambulance, I felt
my spirit person starting to sit up. I was beginning to
leave my physical body and knew that the moment I left
my toes, I would be physically dead. An unexplainable
peace was flowing around my body. At that moment, I
can honestly say that even though I knew I was dying, I
felt no fear.
Once outside of the body a person will experience
overwhelming peace, if you are saved and going to
heaven. Otherwise, without Jesus, overpowering fear will
be present because demons will be standing by to
personally escort you to hell. Once you die, it is too late
to accept Jesus. Salvation has to take place while you
are still alive here on earth.
I was leaving my body and there was no physical pain
or even thoughts about my life here on this planet. My
total focus was on meeting Jesus. I knew that once I
completely left my body, within a twinkling of an eye, I
would be standing before Jesus in heaven. The Holy Spirit
also gave me the revelation that Jesus was going to greet
me saying, “Well done, good and faithful servant”.
 Matthew 25:23
23 His lord said to him,
“Well done,
good and faithful servant;
you have been faithful over a few things,
I will make you ruler over many things.
Enter into the joy of your lord.”

That night I was knocking on death’s door. I was

dying and I desired more than anything to be with Jesus.
However, I told Jesus that it was not my time to die,
explaining that I had not completed my predestined
assignment on earth. I cannot explain to you how I knew
that I had not accomplished what I had been created to
do, I just knew.
All of the sudden the ambulance filled up with a
bright, white light and I was basking in the healing
Presence of Jesus. At once, my spirit person, willingly and
with little effort, laid back down into my body. I had been
granted my earthly life back to fulfill my specific destiny.
The ambulance arrived at the hospital and the EMT
unloaded the gurney and escorted me into an emergency
room. The doctor came in, glanced at me and left, only to
return a few minutes later. He stated that I looked fine
and could go home.
A few months after this near death experience, we
relocated back east due to a job transfer. Because of
traveling in a compact car, with little space available, we
packed just our bare necessities. This new move took
place during the summer months when it was extremely
hot. I had brought along one pair of sandals and they
were strapped to my feet.
 On our way back east, we passed through a popular
coast city and decided to visit a well-known church. After
being ushered to our seats that Sunday morning, I kicked
off my sandals. An hour later the inspiring sermon ended,
the altar was opened for personal prayer and I walked
forward barefooted.
I was standing in front of the platform and the next
thing I remember is coming out of unconscious,
screaming at the top of my lungs and being firmly
restrained by five men. One held onto each arm, two
others clung onto each leg, while one more man tightly
embraced my head. A demon had manifested and I was
displaying an unearthly amount of power. The men at
that time could not pray for me and invited me back to
attend the evening healing service. I never returned.
Before leaving the main auditorium, I walked over to
retrieve my sandals. Since I could not locate them, we
asked the escorting usher if he knew what had happened
to them. He did not know, so I assumed that another
usher thought the sandals had been abandoned and
tossed them into a trash container.
Barefooted, I went to reclaim my children from
Sunday school class. I was explaining to the woman in
charge that my only pair of sandals had been misplaced
after the service. This kind lady took off her own shoes
and gave them to me. I will never forget her genuine,
Christ-like gesture of kindness.
That afternoon happened to be unbearably hot.
Instead of lingering in the church’s parking lot, waiting for
the evening service, we headed for the ocean to cool off.
I believed that we would spend the afternoon at the
beach and return for the service. I desperately craved for
more deliverance. But, satan was able to sidetrack us.
Before getting on the freeway entrance, we stopped at
the local market, buying a two-liter root beer. While
driving towards the beach I twisted off the cap of the
soda bottle. Unable to locate our drinking cups, I stated
out loud that we needed containers. Instantly, two new
foam cups flew through the open window on the
passenger side, landing directly in my lap. Surprised, we
started to laugh. We had never seen God answer our
prayer in such a marvelous way.

Isaiah 65:24
24 It shall come to pass that before they call,
I will answer;
And while they are still speaking,
I will hear.

One remarkable miracle that God performed, on our

trip back east, was when my children gave their hearts to
Jesus. One day, after settling down at our new location, I
turned on the Christian TV station. While the children
were playing in the living room, the presence of the Lord
infused the area. Even though the windows were closed,
the sheer curtains were gently floating in the air, as if a
calm wind were blowing through them. Sensing the move
of the Holy Spirit, I approached my children and asked
each one if they wanted Jesus to come and live in their
hearts. They all replied yes. Together, we knelt down and
prayed the sinner’s prayer. At that exact moment, Jesus
saved my precious children.

Isaiah 49:25
25 But thus says the LORD:
Even the captives of the mighty
shall be taken away,
And the prey of the
terrible be delivered;
For I will contend with him
who contends with you,
And I will save your children.

Another time God displayed His grace was when two of

the neighborhood children came over to play. I usually
had Christian TV on and this day both children were
sitting on the couch attentively watching a miracle-based
program. They sat silently, their eyes fixed on the screen,
absorbed with every detail. After the program ended,
they were asking questions in regard to the miracles they
had seen. After telling them about Jesus, I presented the
plan of salvation in a childlike format. I asked them if
they wanted to ask Jesus into their hearts and they
replied yes. We prayed the sinner's prayer together and
that day these little ones became children of God.

Matthew 19:14
14 But Jesus said,
“Let the little children come to Me,
and do not forbid them;
for of such is
the kingdom of heaven.”

This dream that I am going to share with you is so

precious to me. At this time, when I lived back east, I
was around three months pregnant. In my dream, I was
holding my baby and since the baby was wrapped in a
soft pink blanket, I knew that I was cradling a girl. She
looked so much like her big sister, dark hair and beautiful
brown eyes. In this dream, I called out her name, Anna.
That next day during the late afternoon hours, I lost her.
This little girl happened to be the second baby that I had
miscarried.
Years later, I lost my third baby. Soon after the loss, I
had a dream about all my babies. I saw them standing
alongside Jesus.
Even though I was unable to see the physical words
come out of their mouths, I was very aware they were
speaking to me. They said, “Mommy, go on for Jesus”.
After waking up, I reflected about this dream. I cannot
remember what my children looked like, but I sensed
they were young. I knew I saw my little ones and all
three were with Jesus.
 Whenever I feel like giving up, which I have many
times, remembering this dream strengthens me.

Hebrews 12:1
1 Therefore we also,
since we are surrounded
by so great a cloud of witnesses,
let us lay aside every weight,
and the sin which so easily ensnares us,
and let us run with endurance the race
that is set before us.
 CHAPTER 17
Who the SON Sets Free

Romans 6:22
22 But now having been set free from sin,
and having become slaves of God,
you have your fruit to holiness,
and the end,
everlasting life.

When I reached the age of 40, I relocated to a small

scenic town on the west coast. My children were still
somewhat young and I was divorced.

Deuteronomy 10:18
18 He administers justice for the fatherless
and the widow,
And loves the stranger,
giving him food and clothing.

One fall Sunday afternoon, the kids were fidgety and

restless. Instead of staying home with fussy children, I
elected to go for a drive. As I maneuvered through town,
I noticed a motor home sitting next to a yellow country
church. The banner attached to the side of the motor
vehicle announced that these were traveling ministers,
conducting a revival. While driving pass the bus, Jesus
told me these ministers were going to observe miracles of
healing and demonic deliverances. Jesus also asked me to
go back and disclose to them what He had revealed to
me. I obeyed.
After parking the car on a side street, I walked up to
the motor home. Moments after knocking on the door, a
grandfatherly looking man came out to greet me. I
passed onto him what Jesus had revealed regarding their
ministry. The older minister was polite, thanking me for
the words from the Lord and invited me to attend their
evening revival service. Filled with expectancy, I went
directly home, changed everyone’s clothes and headed
back to the yellow church.
The service that evening was amazing. The presence
of God was so compelling that I hungered for an added
touch from His awesome presence. I was spiritually
famished, longing for more.

Psalm 42:1
1 As the deer pants for the water brooks,
So pants my soul for You,
O God.

Once the service ended, my children went outside to

play on the church’s grassy lawn. I was standing inside
the front foyer when a woman, named Kelly, approached
me. Placing her arms about me, she gave me a loving
hug. With her touch, a demon exposed itself. I jumped
back screamed, flung my arms about and then blacked
out. Kelly explained later that when she saw me standing
at the door, her heart was overflowing with compassion
and she desired to embrace me with God’s love. A hug of
Love was all it took for the demons to openly bare
themselves, displaying their evil traits.

Leviticus 19:34
34 The stranger who dwells among you
shall be to you as one born among you,
and you shall love him as yourself;
for you were strangers in the land of Egypt:
I am the LORD your God.
 The ministers standing at the front of the church
noticed the demonic demonstration and came running.
One minister informed me later that evening how he
actually hurdled over a pew to get quickly to my side.
Another lady disclosed that when I opened my eyes, they
were glowing red.
As I came out of unconscious, I found myself pinned
up against a wall by these ministers. The ministers spent
the next two hours praying and casting out demons.
While they were commanding these
wicked beings to leave, I could feel the
demons scurrying up and down my body,
searching for a place to hide. They were
panicking. Because Jesus exposed these
evil spirits, they had no choice, but to
leave.

Deuteronomy 7:8
8 but because the LORD loves you,
and because He would keep the oath
which He swore to your fathers,
the LORD has brought you out with a mighty hand,
and redeemed you from the house of bondage,
from the hand of Pharaoh king of Egypt.

When I left the church, I knew that I had received

deliverance from some influential demons. However, I did
not realize the full extent of this deliverance until later
that evening when I returned home.
After tucking my children into bed, I was relaxing on
the living room sofa. Taking into account all that
happened that day and during the evening service, I felt
peaceful.
Just like that, satan strolled into my house walking
through my closed front door. When he came into view,
he looked like I had seen him many times before, clothed
in black and large in stature, appearing extremely
handsome and charming. The devil never became visible
to me in any other way than eye-catching and strikingly
attractive.
 Speaking softly to me, in a very faint tone of voice,
satan called out my name and said, “Come on, let’s get
back to where we were”. I pointed my index finger at
him and rebuked him saying, “Who the Son sets free is
free indeed”.

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

Immediately, satan metamorphosed into the most

unsightly, nasty and hateful being that you could ever
imagine. Even though I have seen hundreds of vile
demons, satan encompasses all the evil and all the
wickedness that exists.
Never seeing him like that before stunned me and I
was shocked that he would take on such an intimidating
and aggressive appearance. He left straight away. As he
turned to walk back out through my closed front door, he
was snarling like a vicious, wild animal.
For the first time in my life, I had
been exposed to the authentic satan. This
evil one, who had camouflage himself as
pleasing and non-threatening, had now
been uncloaked, having to show his true
identity as a repulsive and hostile spirit.
The sinister veil had been lifted from
off my eyes and my spiritual sight was no
longer blind to his true characteristics. By opening my
eyes to satan’s counterfeit personality, Jesus was allowing
me to understand and recognize who satan really is. This
truth was setting me free.

John 8:32
32 And you shall know the truth,
and the truth shall make you free.

Realizing that I had been duped by satan throughout

my whole life left me feeling devastated. The devil was
not the best friend that he promised to be when I asked
him to be my lord. This falsehood, which I had been led
to believe as truth, was now exposed as the deception
that was only meant to keep me in bondage.
That evening, I had come to the realization that every
word out of satan’s mouth had been an abominable lie
solely to ensnare and entrap me. Each revolting word was
an absolute and complete fabrication to keep me under
his devious control.
Also, when I was younger, I never made the
connection between satan and the demonic torment
within. He blinded me to his tricky schemes, which
permitted me to stay faithful to him. He had always been
nice to me, but took out his hatred by giving his demons
permission to torment me. As a Christian, I knew satan
was a rebellious, evil angel. But, up until that very day, I
actually thought he really did care about me. But, in
truth, he loathed me before I became a Christian and
after making the decision to follow Jesus, he despised me
even more.
I quickly realized how much he was repulsed and
disgusted with me and intended for my life to be nothing
more than miserable. I also became aware that
destroying everything of value or importance to me was
one of his many insidious plots. After bringing destruction
upon me, his objective was to hoodwink and eradicate my
children; his name is death, destruction and famine.
Feeling forsaken and abandoned, I
cried profusely. All that I had believed
to be truth, in a flash, had been
eliminated. Even though Jesus knew
the reality of satan’s deception would
devastate me, He permitted these
untruths to be exposed at that precise
moment in time. Jesus, foreseeing
that I would feel distressed by this eye opening
realization, still permitted the unveiling for my benefit.
Without knowing this illusion from satan was a lie, would
be detrimental to my overall deliverance. And because of
this new revelation, I would be able to step into another
phase of deliverance.
 More liberation from satan would take place in the
future. I acknowledged that I was not totally set free that
evening. I knew there were still many more demons that
had to be cast out.
In addition, there was no way that I could comprehend
the astronomical price that I was going to have to pay to
walk in the profound liberty that was coming my way.
Within a few short years, I would lose everything
except my children. I was headed for a Job experience
and it was to be my greatest test yet.

Deuteronomy 31:8
8 And the LORD,
He is the One
who goes before you.
He will be with you,
He will not leave you
nor forsake you;
do not fear nor be dismayed.

A few weeks after this eye-opening encounter with

satan, I attended a church located in a nearby town with
my friend, Christy. I especially enjoyed the song service,
sensing the awesome presence of God. While the pastor
was preaching his sermon, another demon popped up. It
was all I could do to keep from thrashing my arms about
and screaming aloud. I leaned over and frantically told
Christy what was taking place.
Getting up from our seats, we approached an usher
advising him that a demon was manifesting. This sweet
humble man had no idea what to do, so he led us
downstairs so the others could pray for me. Even though
the demon became blatantly obvious, the ushers did not
have the spiritual knowledge as to how to cast it out.
Once the service ended, Christy and I headed home.
I had not received relief from the
demons though deliverance, so I left church
that day feeling horrible. Because the
demons were forced to reveal themselves
openly and not expelled, in retaliation, they
tore at my insides with their sharp-like claws. Demons
constantly made me feel grief-stricken, desolate and
wretched. I felt violated all the time, chained in their
tormenting jail of bondage.

Psalm 9:10
10 And those who know Your name
will put their trust in You;
For You, LORD, have not forsaken
those who seek You.

While driving back home, tears were streaming down

my face. In spite of everything that had taken place,
Jesus was ministering to my forsaken spirit and bringing
comfort to my aching heart.
I did not realize it at that time, but Christy was not a
genuine friend. Right after arriving home, she phoned the
members of my church and notified them as to what had
transpired that Sunday morning. I did not mind that she
was telling others what happened, but she was making
fun of me. I was not embarrassed about the demonic
manifestations. Even though I was the core topic of in our
little congregation for the next few weeks, I kept quiet.

Proverbs 19:9
9 A false witness will not go unpunished,
And he who speaks lies shall perish.

1 John 4:7
7 Beloved,
let us love one another,
for love is of God;
and everyone who loves
is of God and knows God.

Another time, during an evening service at the yellow

church, another demon had manifested. A few women in
the church started to pray for me. I was sitting in a pew
and a man, Max, who was in his late twenties, was
standing directly behind me asking to be included in the
deliverance. During the prayer, a demon did leave.
A few days later, I ran into Max and he reported that
he witnessed a demon leave my body and felt that
expelled demon go up his nose, entering into his body.
Max told me that immediately after the deliverance
prayer, he had a craving for alcohol, which he had not felt
in years. That evening after church, sad to say, Max gave
into the compelling demonic influence and stopped at the
local bar. He had been taken captive, a hostage of hell.

Luke 11:24
24 When an unclean spirit goes out of a man,
he goes through dry places,
seeking rest;

A woman named Lisa started attending my church and

for some unexplainable reason, she traveled about 30
miles each way. I thought it was odd to spend so much
time on the road, merely to attend this small country
church. I also took note that her eyes were somewhat
perplexing in the way that I was unable to connect with
her spiritually. Moreover, I also noticed her disconnection
from the others at church and would soon discover why.
One Sunday after the morning service, Lisa and I went
out for lunch. Focusing on her perplexing eyes throughout
our conversation, I noticed there was no sparkle in Lisa’s
eyes, only an expression of death.
While we were chatting and waiting for our meal, she
pulled out a Christian book written by a well-known
evangelist. As I flipped through the pages, I asked if I
could borrow it. She said, of course. After our lunch, I
went home and set her book down on the end table,
making the decision to start reading that next day.
Monday morning around 1:00am, I awoke with an
unusual intuition. Getting up, I looked around the house
and saw Lisa standing in my living room. She had astral
projected to my home. I had anointed my house and
knew it was spiritually clean, so I thought this to be an
unusual manifestation.
 Since I had put on the armor of God when I first woke
up, I felt confident in God’s protection. Lisa stood there
for about 2 minutes and then instantly vanished. I went
back to bed and fell asleep.
Once I woke up later that morning, I inquired of Jesus
as to why Lisa had shown up at my home. Jesus revealed
that she was involved with the occult and had been
assigned to that specific church to destroy it.
After this revelation, I understood the sense of
detachment from Lisa.
Jesus also explained to me that the book had demons
attached to it and because I brought it into my house,
this book gave Lisa spiritual legal access into my home.
After this eye-opening disclosure, I immediately placed
the book outside in the storage shed. That next Sunday, I
returned her book.
Keeping this book for any length of time would have
allowed a curse to come upon my life, my children and all
my belongings.

Deuteronomy 7:26
26 Nor shall you bring
an abomination into your house,
lest you be doomed to destruction like it.
You shall utterly detest it and utterly abhor it,
for it is an accursed thing.

What was baffling to me at that time, was that Lisa

studied the Bible, memorized verses and prayed genuine
like prayers. What was even more alarming is that some
of the people in that church would make appointments
with her for counseling session. Lisa was also permitted
to minister during communion service. She was a fake
and pretending to be a Christian, but was dressed in
sheep’s clothing.
 Matthew 7:15
15 Beware of false prophets
who come to you in sheep‟s clothing,
but inwardly they are
ravenous wolves.

Another time at this little church, we had a special

evangelistic meeting. A member of the church was deaf
in both ears since birth. That evening, during prayer time,
a lady and I decided to pray for this man’s hearing to be
restored. I really did not expect anything to happen, but
God opened up this man’s ears and he could hear for the
first time in his entire life. I do not know who was more
surprised over this miracle, the man or me.
Once we witnessed the hearing miracle, our faith
soared. We then decided to pray for a paralyzed man
confined in a wheelchair. After our faith filled prayer, he
did not get up and walk, but said he could feel heat in his
lower back. For the man to have any type of sensation
below his chest was a miracle.
A teenage girl, Theresa, that attended the little
country church, relayed this next story:
Some girls from Theresa’s school invited her to attend
one of the satanic gatherings in the area. Even though
she knew it was wrong to go along with them, out of
spiritual immaturity and curiosity, she went anyway.
Theresa’s friends picked her up at her home and as
soon as she got into the car, they blindfolded her. After
driving around for 20 minutes, they stopped. The girls
then pulled her out of the car and guided Theresa down a
staircase into the basement of a house. Once they
removed the blindfold, Theresa saw the girls encircling
her while an older man, dressed in a satanic robe, stood
directly in front of her. This man then started shouting
out unknown gibberish.
Theresa, engulfed by fear, started to pray asking God
for help. Suddenly, the house shook, as if there was an
earthquake. Everyone in the basement felt petrified and
dashed outside. In seconds, she found herself standing on
the grass, along with her friends. The girls quickly got in
the car and went home. Theresa said that she knew God
had rescued her from the satanic trap and definitely
learned her lesson.

Psalm 136:24
24 And rescued us from our enemies,
For His mercy endures forever;

This is one experience that I need to share and will be

beneficial for all Christian believers desiring to stay free.
I was attending a week night Bible study at the
church. Before the study started, one woman happened
to be speaking about the pastor. She was trying to make
it sound like she was concerned about a problem, but in
reality, she was gossiping. She had only been talking for
a few seconds when I saw a group of demons, shrouded
in darkness, streaming into the room. I was sickened by
this evil manifestation. I asked her to quit speaking about
the pastor, explaining that demons were coming into the
room. Of course, I had embarrassed her and she was
angry with me for a very long time.

1 Timothy 5:13
13 And besides they learn to be idle,
wandering about from house to house
and not only idle
but also gossips and busybodies,
saying things which they ought not

God was showing me what happens in the spiritual

realm when we gossip about others. Demons are always
ready to take us captive. The tongue is the most difficult
part of the human body to control. With help from the
Holy Spirit, we are able to keep our tongue from speaking
evil.

Psalm 34:13
13 Keep your tongue from evil,
And your lips from speaking deceit.
 One Sunday night before an evening service, I parked
my car along the street opposite the little country church.
Sitting on top of this church’s roof was an emaciated,
disfigured looking demon. With an offensive and coercing
laugh, he pointed at me and said, “I am going to get rid
of you”. I had no reason to believe I was such a threat,
but that was because I did not have the revelation of who
I was in Jesus.
Demons are very aware of our Christ-like authority,
even when we do not recognize it. They are terrified that
we will discover the confidence and power we possess to
infiltrate and destroy their territory in the name of Jesus.
Within a month of that encounter, I moved to a larger
city.

Luke 10:19
19 “Behold, I give you the authority
to trample on serpents
and scorpions and over all the
power of the enemy,
and nothing shall by any means
will hurt you.”
 CHAPTER 18
Trials

James 1:2-3
2 My brethren,
count it all joy when you fall
into various trials,
3 knowing that the testing of your
faith produces patience.

Living in this new city left me feeling isolated and

detached. Because of the move, I became disconnected
from my church family in the previous country town. They
were no longer available for support and encouragement.
It would take another five years before I would find a new
church home and until then, I felt very alone.
Overwhelmed with the responsibility of caring for children
without an earthly husband, I relied on Jesus and the
scripture verse below.

Isaiah 54:5
5 For the maker is your husband
The LORD of hosts is His name;
And your Redeemer is the Holy One of Israel;
He is called the God of the whole earth.

The primary reason behind our move to this populace

city was because we had been offered a home, that was
owned by relatives, to live in rent-free. I thought this
would be a wonderful opportunity until we resided in the
home for a short time. The house, situated on a main
street, was packed full of demons. Repeatedly, dark
shadows would be spotted moving throughout the
property. We would also hear footsteps and doors
slamming.
One specific incident, during our stay at this house,
took place in the kitchen. One afternoon I was standing at
the kitchen counter making lunch. Out of nowhere, an
unseen force grabbed the back of my head and slammed
it against the upper cabinet door. Even though I was
startled by this manifestation, the invisible entity was
unable to harm me.
Our dwelling place had a curse placed upon it due to
the sins of the previous inhabitants. I am positive that
rituals were performed on this property at one time or
another, giving the demons legal right for occupancy. My
unsaved relatives, who owned the home, were blind to
the hidden demons taking up residence and had no idea
what they had bought into.

Leviticus 18:24-27
24 Do not defile yourselves
with any of these things;
for by all these the nations are defiled,
which I am casting out before you.
25 For the land is defiled;
therefore I visit the punishment
of its iniquity upon it,
and the land vomits out its inhabitants.
26 You shall therefore keep My statutes
and My judgments,
and shall not commit any of these abominations,
either any of your own nation
or any stranger who dwells among you
27 (for all these abominations the men
of the land have done,
who were before you,
and thus the land is defiled).
 Once the demons showed themselves openly, I took
authority by anointing the inside of the house and outside
along the property line. Keeping the demonic activity
away from this home became a frustrating task. The
demons were not willing to give up their dwelling place so
easily and were always looking for a way to sneak back.
Each evening before bed, I would play anointed
worship music. The songs would drift melodiously
throughout the home while we were all sleeping. My
children, to this day, still testify how they could feel the
transformation in the atmosphere when the worship
music was on. Through it all, God was always present,
blessing and protecting us.

Psalm 12:5
5 For the oppression of the poor,
for the sighing of the needy,
Now I will arise, says the LORD;
I will set him in the safety for which he yearns.

My mind, while living in this home, was spewing out

traumatic memories of the abuse from my childhood. The
pain being released was unbearable. I found myself
constantly crying, deeply grieving over my lost childhood.
I really believed that I would spend the rest of my life in
this profound distress. I pined for death, just so I could
be free from the constant anguished. I considered myself
to be a corpse of despair. Within my mind, I would
scream out begging for someone to help me. My screams
fell onto deaf ears.

Psalm 69:20
20 Reproach has broken my heart,
And I am full of heaviness;
I looked for someone to take pity,
but there was none;
And for comforters,
but I found none.
 Thoughts of contacting the state police to report the
past ritual abuse kept coming to my mind, but I was too
embarrassed to divulge what had taken place in my
childhood. I considered the idea that no one would
believe my statements, so why bother calling.
Not being able to shake off this impression to call the
officials, I placed a prayer fleece before God. I asked God
to have my friend, Lou, call me as a confirmation to this
prayer. Lou had been a police officer for many years and I
assumed that he would understand my dilemma.
However, I had not heard from him in over five years.
Within ten minutes of that prayer the phone rang. It was
Lou.
Giving Lou a brief version of my past, I told him that I
thought it was crucial to report the abuse. Lou
discouraged me from calling, stating the police would not
believe me. We spoke a little longer and then said our
goodbyes. I have not heard from Lou since that call. I
had prayed for a sign and after receiving the call from
Lou, I knew God had confirmed that I was to speak up.
I was feeling a little nervous, but after taking a deep
breath, I dialed the number to the state police office that
handled satanic worship and ritual abuse. I spoke to a
man who was supportive of all that I was sharing about
my past. He affirmed my story, persuading me to call the
two towns where the childhood abuse occurred. I thanked
him for the encouragement and ended the call.
Next, I telephoned the police department in the town
where the baby girl had been murdered. My call was
transferred to a woman officer. She was not interested in
my story and the conversation abruptly ended on that
note. The second number I dialed was the town where
the teenage girl had been hung from a tree. I received
the same negative response.
It had taken so much courage to speak out, exposing
my abusive past. Before the calls, I felt rather vulnerable,
but after making those two calls, I felt crushed and
dejected, vowing never to speak of my experiences with
another human being.
 Psalm 34:18
18 The LORD is near to those
who have a broken heart,
And saves such as have a contrite spirit.

Psalm 51:17
17 The sacrifices of God
are a broken spirit;
a broken and contrite heart,
These, O God, You will not despise.

My personality had become multi-layered due to all

the previous abuse. Layering is defined as where,
beneath oneself or group of selves, lies another group
and beneath that another and so on. I was constantly
switching personalities trying to cope and live a
somewhat meaningful life.
My thought process during that time can be compared
to a round pizza. A pizza is sliced into many different
sections and so was my mind. If you will imagine each
slice of pizza having a different label placed on it such as
mom, friend, daughter, employee, sister and so on, my
personality was fragmented and divided like this pizza
illustration. When I was a mom, I would use the mom
section. If my friend showed up, then I would have to
shut down the mom section and switch over to the friend
section. If my sister called, I would have to shut down
and switch over to that segment. Then I would have to
keep shutting down and switching back and forth between
my sister, my friend and my children fragments. Because
I was not able to control the switching, I was constantly
exhausted.
In addition, my mind was sectioned off into numerous
layers, like a sliced pizza on top of another sliced pizza on
top of another and so on. I was on an emotional
rollercoaster and this wild ride was not going to come to a
halt anytime soon.
Because of the continual abuse in my childhood, my
mind was incapable of coping with the torture that I
witnessed and experienced. If I had not dissociated from
the incidents that had taken place, I know I would have
snapped. As I wrote in a previous chapter, you would
have found me locked up in a mental hospital.
My mind had to fragment and encase each torturous
memory to live a somewhat normal life. It was better that
my mind divide until I could receive deliverance and
healing, than to go completely insane.
Since God had the foreknowledge that my ritual
experiences would be too horrifying to remember, He
allowed my mind to dissociate. It became a blessing in
disguise and kept me from being admitted to the mental
ward or worse, suicide. Any mental disease is a spiritually
rooted bondage that needs uprooting in
the name of Jesus!
I remember that I felt as though my
life resembled a puzzle with thousands of
pieces spread all over the floor. I had no
idea what the picture of my life was
supposed to look like or how to begin to
put the pieces together. Without Jesus, I
was incapable of putting my life in order.
Constantly overtaken by the pain of rejection, I kept
family members and friends from entering into my
protected realm. In that shielded
space, I built a false haven,
struggling to make my defenseless
spots safe and secure. Within this
artificial fortress, I demanded to be
left alone. And then, at the same
time, I desperately craved to be
close to others. I kept silent, as my
cries of being chained in this
bottomless pit of profound hurt
kept shrieking out from with. My
life was broken and worse, my
spirit was broken.

Ezekiel 27:34
34 But you are broken
by the seas in the depths of the waters;
 2 Samuel 22:17-18
17 He sent from above,
He took me,
He drew me out of many waters.
18 He delivered me from my strong enemy,
From those who hated me;
For they were too strong for me.

My problems were well hidden from others. I could

always put a smile on my face, but behind closed doors,
the tears would flow effortlessly. On the outside, I gave
the impression of being very confident, while inside I was
full of confusion and chaos. My nerves were in a constant
upheaval. I barely existed in this sea of uncertainty, being
tossed back and forth through the madness that I called
my life.

Ephesians 4:14
14 that we should no longer be children,
tossed to and fro
and carried about with every wind of doctrine,
by the trickery of men,
in the cunning craftiness of deceitful plotting,

It was also during this time that I was inflicted with

strange paranormal experiences. Sometimes when I woke
up in the middle of the night, my bed would be shaking.
Other times, the bed would be stationary, but my body
would be moving from side to side, all by itself.
In addition, at various times I would feel as though an
evil presence was lying on top of me, feeling its heavy
weight bearing down on my body. The unseen force was
trying to suffocate me. It would take years before I was
free from these uncanny nighttime torments.
Also, suicide was still seriously plaguing
my mind. One afternoon the longing ache
to die was so intolerable that I sat, gripping
both sides of the chair arms with my hands,
repeatedly saying, “Jesus, Jesus, Jesus”
until the suicidal demon lifted.
 Another indication of my piercing pain was the desire
to cut myself. Thankfully, I never came to the point
where I actually had to slice myself to relieve the pain.
But, I do remember hearing the voice of an old woman
telling me to slash my stomach.
There were many obvious and blatant signs that I was
tormented. I did act out a great deal, broadcasting
publically my throbbing pain. Some of my actions I
cannot share at this time, they are too embarrassing.
For three-months, I experienced agonizing facial pain
on the right side of my face. The pain was not constant,
but would inflict me about five times a day. It was so
excruciating that I would almost pass out each time it
came upon me. Then again, what is so sweet about this
story is that every time this anguish would afflict me, I
would ask one of my young children to lay hands on that
part of my face and pray. Once they placed their little
hands on my face, the pain immediately subsided.
Another precious testimony of God’s goodness was the
time when our malamute dog became seriously ill. One
morning, we awoke to her lying on the grass
in our backyard, unable to move. With the
assistance from my kind neighbor, the
children and I lifted her into the car and
drove quickly to the neighborhood
veterinary. When we arrived at the clinic,
the vet’s assistant placed her on a gurney
and transported her into the examination room. After the
doctor checked her over, he gave me the sad news that
she was dying. He asked me if I would like the clinic to
put her to sleep, they would provide that service. Or else,
I could take her home to die. I told him to let me think
about it.
Leaving the dog in the care of the vet, I drove back to
my house. Standing in front of the dryer, I began to pray.
I was brokenhearted imagining losing my treasured dog.
Jesus then spoke to me, telling me to bring her home. He
was going to heal her. Immediately jumping into my car,
I drove back to the vet, placed the dog in my vehicle and
brought her directly home. It took about a week for her to
get up and walk again and another couple of weeks
before she was back to her adorable, spunky self.
A few weeks after my dog’s healing, I decided that I
needed to show the vet this miracle from God. The dog
and I sat in the waiting room of the clinic, while the
receptionist informed the doctor that I was there to see
him.
The veterinarian walked out of his office and upon
seeing my dog, his eyes widened in disbelief. He was
rendered speechless. I knew by his stunned look that he
was shocked to see she was alive. I announced to him
and everyone in the waiting room that God was the One
that had healed her.
After my dog’s healing, I took her for a walk down the
street. We were walking on the sidewalk next to a house
with a white picket fence. My dog stopped to sniff along
the fence line. Then, I heard this woman screaming at me
through the window of the house, telling me to get out of
there. Immediately, I recognized that a demon was
speaking through her.
Speaking out loud to the demon, I rebuked it in Jesus
name. All of the sudden the lady came flying out of her
front door, out onto the street, yelling at me to get away.
She then picked up some rocks and started throwing
them at me. Her face was distorted, while her eyes
expressed that of a lunatic. Once more, I rebuked the
demon, turned around and headed back home. I felt so
sorry for her.
Another incident that transpired proving the authority
of the name of Jesus, took place one hot summer evening
at home. I was sitting in my favorite chair, reading a book
with the front door propped wide open.
A strange man walked up to the door and then tried to
walk into my house. By the look on his troublesome face
and the blank stare in his steely blue eyes, I knew that he
was up to no good. As I sat in the chair, I pointed my
index finger at him and said, “In the name of Jesus, I
rebuke you!” He fell back out of the doorway. He tried to
walk through the door two more times and I rebuked him
two more times. With each rebuke, he fell back as if an
invisible angel, sent by God, pushed him off the door’s
threshold. Frustrated, he left.
One more demonstration in the invisible, spiritual
realm took place one Sunday when a minister was
scheduled to speak at a local high school. The Lord spoke,
directing me to go over to the school and walk completely
around the property seven times, claiming the grounds
for His divine purpose. I knew there was additional
spiritual authority in numbers, so I asked my girlfriend to
go along with me. We started to walk, praising Jesus and
binding demons. The seventh time around we were
coming to the end of our assignment. Right before taking
our last few steps, an invisible force grabbed the back of
my jacket, pulling me off balance. Troubled with what had
transpired, I paused, needing to regroup and refocus my
thoughts. I quickly realized it was a demon trying to stop
us from completing our mission, but it was unable to
bring us to a standstill. We took our final steps praising
God for His power and authority.

Leviticus 26:8
8 Five of you shall chase a hundred,
and a hundred of you shall put ten thousand to flight;
your enemies shall fall by the sword before you.

My children loved to rollerblade around the

neighborhood and one day I wanted to join in on all the
fun. In the morning, I drove to the sporting goods store
and purchased a pair of rollerblades for myself. Later that
afternoon, I tried rollerblading for the first time. I was so
proud of myself maneuvering up and down the street,
looking like a pro. What happened next caused plenty of
pain. I slipped and fell to the ground. While going down, I
tried to catch myself by putting my arms out and the
force of falling on my right hand broke my wrist.
After crawling back to my house, I called my parents.
Coming right over, my dad took me to the emergency
room while my mom stayed with my children.
When the nurse first checked me in, I felt a little
discomfort, but I was not in pain. After I was escorted
into the examination room, it hit me, unbearable
throbbing. Tears started to steam down my face. The
nurse informed me that she would return shortly with a
morphine shot.
I was lying on the gurney thinking about Jesus and
started to sing a worship song to Him. At once, the
pulsating throb left my wrist. After singing for a few
moments and feeling pain free, I heard the footsteps of
the nurse coming back to my room. I stopped singing.
The throbbing pain returned immediately. Again, the
nurse left the room and I started to sing, which brought
instant relief. Within a few minutes, the nurse returned
giving me the morphine shot, the doctor put on a cast
and I was discharged.

2 Corinthians 1:3
3 Blessed be the God and Father
of our Lord Jesus Christ,
the Father of mercies
and God of all comfort,

Isaiah 53:44
44 Surely He has borne our griefs
And carried our sorrows;
Yet we esteemed Him stricken,
Smitten by God,
and afflicted.
 CHAPTER 19
Healing and Deliverance

Malachi 4:2
2 But to you who fear My name
The Sun of Righteousness shall arise
With healing in His wings;

While residing in the oppressive house, I attended a

number of evangelistic meetings in my city. I would like
to share with you a few miracles that took place over a
period of two years.
The first meeting I attended was a healing service held
at the city’s civic center. After arriving, I sat next to a
very nice Christian woman. We were both eager to see
what miracles God was going to perform that night. I told
her that I had so many problems that I did not care what
miracle God chose to do for me. I would be more than
satisfied with any miraculous change.
Before the meeting got underway, I decided to go to
the restroom. Once the service started, I did not want to
leave for any reason and miss something awe-inspiring.
I left my set and had to climb up quite a few steps to
reach the top of the auditorium. An usher was standing
on the upper landing and since I love to talk, I stopped to
chat. While we were speaking with one another, he put
his arms around me and began to pray. He was praying
for my back to receive a healing. In my mind I was
thinking, “There is nothing wrong with my back, why isn’t
he praying for something that I really need?”
After his prayer, I politely thanked him and hurried off
to the ladies’ room. While walking down the hallway, my
spine started to adjust on its own. I could feel it twisting
from one side to the other and then straightening out.
The movement coming from my backbone was the
strangest sensation that I had ever felt. This fine-tuning
of my back left me delightfully surprised.
 Overcome with joy and on my way back to my seat, I
had to stop and tell the usher about my miracle. The
expression on his face told me he already knew!

Jeremiah 33:6
6 Behold,
I will bring it health and healing;
I will heal them
and reveal to them the abundance
of peace and truth.

Another meeting I attended was located in a hotel

conference room. After the sermon, the minster invited
those that needed prayer to come forward, which I did.
Anytime there was a call for prayer at any meeting I
attended, I typically responded!
Again, I blacked out and started screaming. Another
evil demon had manifested. After coming to, I saw four
men holding onto me, praying and binding demons. I
grabbed the lapel of one man’s suit. He attempted to pry
my hand loose, but was unsuccessful. My grip was
unyielding; I possessed the strength of many men. I
became conscious to the fact that with this supernatural
strength, I could pick up this man and throw him across
the room.
The men prayed for a lengthy amount of time. Finally,
I lost the unearthly force to stand firm, falling to the floor.
Once I hit the ground, this manifesting demon rendered
me paralyzed and I was incapable of speaking out
physically. The demon was about ready to release itself
and leave my body when the men quit praying. Because
of not being able to speak, inside my mind I was crying
out, “No, no, don’t give up, that demon was about to
leave”.
Once more, I left another healing service still
oppressed and disheartened. Nevertheless, Jesus, after
arriving home that evening, told me that deliverance
would come, in His time.
 Isaiah 40:31
31 But those who wait
on the LORD
Shall renew their strength;
They shall mount up with
wings like eagles.
They shall run and not be weary,
They shall walk and not faint.

During this time in my life, I had an eating disorder.

Because I hardly ate anything, I lost an extreme amount
of weight. Even though I was born with a small frame, I
did not weigh enough to be considered healthy. My family
mentioned that I was too skinny, but I could not see it for
myself. When I looked into the mirror, I saw myself
overweight with plenty of rolls and bulges.
This next meeting that I attended was located up the
street from my house. This service was being held on an
empty lot under a large, canvas tent. After the sermon,
the evangelist asked if anyone needed prayer. Of course,
I went forward! The power of God overshadowed me with
such glory that I started jumping and shouting.
The tent revival ended and I went home
not realizing that a major miracle had
taken place. When I walked into the front
door of my house, I happened to glance
over at the mirror hanging on the entry
room wall. I was appalled with what had
caught my sight. I noted a frail, boney
person. I had no idea this is how I really
appeared to everyone else around me.
From that day on, I started to eat, gained weight and
never had a problem with that eating disorder again.
One evening I attended a ladies’ night at a local
church. What I appreciated most is at the end of the
sermon the ministers requested all the women in
attendance come forward to the platform with their
children. They were going to pray a special blessing over
each family.
 One of the women ministers came up to me and spoke
a word from God over my family. She revealed that God
sees me as a good mother. I broke down and cried
because I did not feel this way at all. I felt like a total
failure when it came to motherhood. She also told me
that one day we would minister the gospel of Jesus Christ
together as a family.

Ezekiel 19:10
10 Your mother was like a vine
in your bloodline,
Planted by the waters,
Fruitful and full of branches
Because of many waters.

Joshua 23:14
14 Behold, this day I am going
the way of all the earth.
And you know in all your hearts
and in all your souls that not one thing
has failed of all the good things
which the LORD your God spoke concerning you.
All have come to pass for you;
not one word of them has failed.

I was not going to place this story in my book, but

right before I was ready to upload the book, God
instructed me to include it.
I attended a revival meeting in another town, about
30 miles from where I resided and I drove there by
myself. Right as the service began, God spoke to me,
stating that he wanted me to give my car to the minister.
I then broke down and cried through the entire meeting.
 This car meant alot to me because it was used to
transport my children, along with getting me back and
forth to work.
Fear took hold. Questions began rushing through my
mind as to how I was going to be able to survive. I was
not filled with great faith, but I was terrified to give up
my car. I even asked God how I was supposed to get
back home once the service was over when I did not
know anyone there.
However, even with all my uncertainties, I knew I had
heard the voice of God speaking to me and I wanted to
obey.
After the service ended, I approached the minister.
While weeping uncontrollably, I relayed what God had
asked me to do and handed him the keys to my car.
The minister took the keys, held them in his hand for
a moment and then stated that God had told him to give
the car back to me.
As you can imagine, I was more than relieved. From
that night on, I realized that everything that I own
belongs to God and I would be willing to give anything
away, if that is what He asked of me.

Deuteronomy 15:10
10 You shall surely give to him,
and your heart should not be grieved
when you give to him,
because for this thing
the LORD your God will bless you
in all your works
and in all to which you put your hand.
 CHAPTER 20
My Dreams

Joel 2:28
28 And it shall come to pass afterward
That I will pour out My Spirit on all flesh;
Your sons and your daughters shall prophesy,
Your old men shall dream dreams,
Your young men shall see visions.

The Lord has given to me various dreams and I would

like to share a few with you.
This first dream took place when I lived in the house
on main street. I was sitting up in bed looking over
toward the adjacent bedroom wall. I observed two
demons, one sheepishly hovering in each corner of the
room.
One demon spoke out, stating his name was Blue
Moon. The other demon declared his name was Yellow
Banana. I thought about this dream for quite a few days.
While speaking with my friend Susan, I shared the
above dream, telling her that I did not understand what it
meant. Since Susan has the gift of interpreting dreams,
she told me that Blue Moon represents the depression
hovering over my mind while Yellow Banana was the fruit
of fear linked with the depression.
It made sense to me. I knew God had revealed the
meaning behind these two demons and would set me free
from both evil trespassers. It would be a few more years,
though, before I would finally be released from all
depression and fear.

Psalm 23:4
4 Yea, though I walk through the
valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil;
For You are with me;
Your rod and Your staff,
they comfort me.
 My next dream was one I really enjoyed. In this
dream, I was standing behind a massive white wall. The
partition seemed to be at least 25 feet high. As I peeked
around the corner, I saw a gigantic room full of neatly
wrapped presents. As far as my eye could see, there were
an uncountable number of gifts stacked everywhere.
What is so unique about these gifts is that all the
presents were wrapped with the exact same colorful
paper and each one was adorned with
the exact same silky bow. The only
notable difference was the size of the
box and its contents. I quickly became
aware that a distinctive and unique
treasure had been placed inside each
gift.
After waking up, I asked Jesus to give me the
interruption of the above dream. He explained to me that
all these numerous gifts represent the bountiful amount
of people that He has brought and will be bringing into
my life. Each person is so special in His sight, that He
considers him or her to be an exceptional treasure and a
unique gift to this world. He reminded me that I was to
appreciate and cherish each person because they are very
valuable to Him.

Proverbs 17:8
8 A present is a precious stone
in the eyes of its possessor;
Wherever he turns,
he prospers.

James 1:17
17 Every good gift and every
perfect gift is from above,
and comes down from the
Father of lights,
with whom there is no
variation or shadow of turning.
 One night while dreaming, I saw Jesus sitting on His
throne. As I sat solemnly at His feet, I touched the top of
His left foot. It had the appearance of pure gold, but was
soft, like flesh. I also touched the hem of His pure white
garment which felt like a soft woven fabric. An aroma of
incense permeating from His robe saturated my sense of
smell. When I woke up, I remembered this verse from the
Bible –

Luke 24:39
39 Behold My hands and My feet,
that it is I Myself.
Handle Me and see,
for a spirit does not have flesh and bones
as you see I have.

Mark 6:56
56 Wherever He entered,
into villages, cities, or the country,
they laid the sick in the marketplaces,
and begged Him that they might just
touch the hem of His garment.
And as many as touched Him were made well.

Matthew 9:20-22
20 And suddenly,
a woman who had a flow of blood
for twelve years came from behind
and touched the hem of His garment.
21 For she said to herself,
“If only I may touch His garment,
I shall be made well.”
22 But Jesus turned around,
and when He saw her He said,
“Be of good cheer, daughter;
your faith has made you well.”
And the woman
was made well from that hour.
 My Dream of Heaven: I was in a location that
appeared to be a tropical forest (Paradise or Heaven).
Looking around, I started weeping, declaring repeatedly
how beautiful it is. The colors are very brilliant and crystal
clear in Heaven. Earth's colors are muted and blurry
compared to the colors that I saw in this realm. I now
realize that we really do see behind an obscured veil here
on earth.
Stretched out before me was a pool filled with
translucent, sparkling water. Behind that gleaming pool
stood many buildings, but I have no idea what purpose
those structures served. Walking up to one of the
buildings, I reached out and touched the material from
which it was constructed. It felt smooth, velvety soft, yet
pliable, like putty. The substance is not found here on
earth.
The shimmering water in the pool was beckoning for
me to step in. The water reminded me of how it feels to
be washed by the Word of God, spotless and pure. The
most humorist part to the dream is when I looked down
at my body. I was wearing a swimming suit and I had my
girlish figure back. Now, I know this place had to be
heaven for that to become a reality!
The next part of this dream takes me to an area where
I was standing in front of a gigantic hot tub. This water
was extremely dirty and stinky. Inside the tub were
people falling in on their faces, drowning. These
individuals were unable to stop themselves. I knelt down
trying to pull a person out, but I did not have the
strength. I jumped into the hot tub and started pushing
people out of the filthy water onto the solid surface
above. This was the only way that I could actually help
them.
When I woke up Jesus showed me that the hot tub
represents the world and people are helplessly drowning
in the stench of sin. Jesus told me that at times we have
to jump into the muck and mire of people’s lives to see
them set free. We have to get right in the middle of their
messy and stinky situation to bring them to safety, to
Jesus.
 Hebrews 2:15
15 and release those who through fear of death
were all their lifetime subject to bondage.

I had another spiritual dream about heaven. This time

I was standing amongst the stars of the universe, looking
down upon the earth. I viewed the earth through the eyes
of God. I am unable to describe its genuine splendor. I
heard God speak, telling me that all of this belonged to
His children.

Psalm 115:16
16 The heaven,
even the heavens,
are the LORD‟s;
But the earth He has given
to the children of men.

Not long ago, I had a dream where I was headed to

an unknown place. I was going to fly there, but not on an
airplane. First, I had to enter a certain room to start my
flight.
When I walked through the doorway of that room, I
saw that it was filled with dollhouses and tea sets. It
made me feel like a little girl again. These toys were so
appealing that I yearned to sit and play. Then after a
short time, I knew it was time to depart. Sadly, I had to
leave the delightful playthings behind.
Standing in the middle of the room I started to spin
around like a tornado, moving faster and faster until my
feet lifted up off the ground. I was on my way. Then I
woke up.
This dream reminds me of a scripture found in the
Bible: “Having to put away those things that are childish”.
This verse has shown me that it is time to grow up and
mature into a spiritual adult.
I believe this transformation to spiritual maturity is
taking place today, not only in my own life, but also in the
lives all those that desire to serve Jesus with their whole
heart. The Holy Spirit is teaching every Christian that it is
time to totally surrender and do away with all the child-
like behavior, so He can transform us into mature
spiritual people.

1 Corinthians 13:11
11 When I was a child I spoke as a child,
I understood as a child I thought as a child;
but when I became a man,
I put away childish things.

1 Corinthians 14:20
20 Brethren,
do not be children in understanding;
however, in malice be babes,
but in understanding be mature.
 CHAPTER 21
My New Church Home

Matthew 16:18
18 And I also say to you
that you are Peter,
and on this Rock (Jesus)
I will build My church,
and the gates of Hades
shall not prevail against it.

After living in the oppressive house for over five years,

I moved into an apartment complex. I still had not found
a church home and in all honesty, quit looking.
At this time, I was employed by a housecleaning
company. One day, I was dispatched on an assignment
that would change the course of my destiny. I arrived at
the home of a woman, Amber, who had been released
that morning from the hospital after knee surgery. From
the moment I entered her home, I was aware of the
engaging presence of Jesus. This softhearted lady
reached out to me, probably discerning my deep wounds.
However, Amber was unaware of my hidden secret of
ritual abuse. While we chatted about Jesus, I asked her
what church she attended. She shared the name of her
worship center and later that day, I felt Jesus directing
me to visit her church.
It took me over a year to get there, though. Now I
understand as to why I was dragging my feet. The pastor
knows his authority in Jesus and casts out demons. The
devil tried to divert me from setting my foot inside this
church of deliverance.
A year later, I finally made up my mind
that I was going to visit her church. One
Sunday morning I walked into the building,
with my children at my side. An usher
escorted us to the front row. After being
handed a visitor card, I filled it out and
placed it into the offering basket.
 This church had a special time set aside to introduce
and welcome their visitors. As the pastor announced each
name aloud from his pulpit, he requested each person
stand to their feet to be acknowledged. After speaking
out my name, I stood along with the other visitors that
morning. I truly felt welcomed and knew I was definitely
in the right place! Before the pastor began his sermon, he
opened the altar for prayer. I went forward and knelt on
the carpeted steps.
After a short prayer, I got up off my knees. A woman
in a white dress, which had been standing directly behind
me the whole time, placed her arms around me. Feeling
the love of God in her, I started to weep. Overcome by
the Holy Spirit, I landed flat on my back on the floor,
underneath the presence of God.
I remember hearing the pastor tell the congregation
that I had the calling of a prayer warrior. This man of God
saw something in me that I did not even see in myself.
The pastor recognized one of my gifts given to me by the
Holy Spirit and spoke it out for all to hear. Even satan got
an earful that morning.
This was to become my new church home. Each
service brought more joy and peace into my life. Even
though I still struggled with oppression, more internal
bondages were being chipped away weekly. After a short
time, I was actually beginning to feel free.
I need to insert this story about the most precious
expression of praise that I have had the honor to witness.
I was attending church one Sunday morning and a
couple with a little gir,l around the age of two, sat down
in the pew directly in front of me. This little one was
securely snuggled in her daddy’s lap.
The song service started and the congregation began
singing worship songs. This baby girl closed her eyes and
lifted up her tiny little hands in the air, praising Jesus.
This living example, expressing her love to Jesus,
melted my heart. I can only imagine how pleasing it was
to God.
 Psalm 8:2
2 Out of the mouth of babes
and nursing infants
You have ordained strength
Because of Your enemies,
That You may silence the enemy
and the avenger.

One Sunday evening, my church was preparing for a

baptismal service. While sitting in the pew and waiting for
the ceremony to get underway, The Lord directed me to
be baptized. When I first gave my heart to Jesus I was
baptized, but I also did not understand the scriptural
significance behind this religious belief.
Wrapped up with in white sheet, I stepped down into
the baptismal pool. Before I was immersed under the
temperate water my pastor verbally exposed to me and
the congregation that satan was trying to kill me.
Knowing he was speaking the truth, tears began to roll
down my cheeks. Under the water I went and after
coming up, a change had occurred. I felt it happen.
Something dropped off my body and fell into the water. It
was left behind as I stepped out of the lukewarm pool.
Five years prior to this healing baptism, I was
diagnosed with depression. My doctor had given me a
prescription for that disease (bondage) along with pills for
sleeping. After arriving home that evening, I threw away
both medications. That Sunday night during my baptism,
I was healed and set free from the destructive feelings of
hopelessness and despair. I was free from that
depression demon named Blue Moon (Chapter 20).
 Psalm 107:20
20 He sent His word and healed them,
And delivered them from their destructions

A couple of months before the baptismal healing, I had

become very ill due to the depression and was unable to
work. Because I was incapable of paying rent, we were
forced out of our apartment, having to move into a motel
room. My children and I were homeless.
That Sunday night when I received my healing was to
be our last night at the motel. We had to be out the next
day. Checkout time was noon and I was penniless. I had
only two choices. Either find a room in a homeless shelter
or live on the street. My first choice was to live in a
shelter.
Early Monday morning, I started to call the local
shelters in our city. Each place kindly informed me that
their rooms were all occupied. The last shelter that I
telephoned was My Father’s House, and they had an
opening. This is a family shelter ran by a generous
Christian woman, Cathe, and her dedicated volunteers. I
left Cathe a detailed message explaining our predicament
and she returned my call later that morning. After a brief
interview, we were invited to stay at the shelter and we
lived there close to four months.
While at the shelter, I came across a book written by a
woman once involved in satanism. She shared her written
testimony of being taken captive by demons and how
Jesus set her free. I began to read her life-changing
story, unable to put the book down. I realized that day
there was actually another person who had experienced
ritual abuse. Because her encounters were so similar to
my own personal experiences in satanism, hope filled my
heart. Jesus had set her free, so I knew He would do the
same for me. Someday, there would be an end to all my
horrendous suffering and oppression. Deliverance was on
the way, but what I did not know at that time, was that it
would take another nine years.
 It was also during my stay at My Father’s House that
a local minister prayed for me. Once he started praying,
my stomach began to hurt, badly. I doubled over in
agonizing pain, crying out. Again, this was another demon
manifesting. The moment the prayer ended, the pain
subsided.
One Sunday evening while attending my
church, God healed my mental disorder. Once
the service had ended, I went forward to
pray. While kneeling at the altar and my
hands lifted high in praise, I felt the hand of
Jesus touch my head. My mind was made
whole, instantly. I am not able to explain how
this healing happened, because I cannot
explain a miracle. All I can say is that I was,
in an instant, set free, no longer fragmented and needing
to switch between my numerous personalities. I realized
my thoughts were not divided into sections any
longer. What once felt like a rigid, tight band around my
head had totally vanished.
While living at My Father’s House those four months, I
obtained employment and we were able to move into an
apartment. After residing in our new home for about 10
months, I became very ill again. One summer morning I
woke up and was unable to get out of bed. Dragging
myself to the doctor later that week, she diagnosed me
with chronic fatigue syndrome. My faith and trust in Jesus
was being tested by fire again.

Zechariah 13:9
9 I will bring the one-third through the fire,
Will refine them as silver is refined,
And test them as gold is tested,
They will call on My name,
and I will answer them.
I will say, “This is My peoples”.
And each one will say,
“The LORD is my God.”
 For 60 days, I laid on my couch, flat on my back.
Because I knew healing would come from listening to the
Word of God, Christian TV was on 24 hours a day.
It would only be a matter of time before I experienced
how powerful these Words from God really are.

Proverbs 4:4
4 He also taught me,
and said to me:
Let your heart retain my words;
Keep my commands,
and live.

It was also during the course of my poor health and

being bedridden that my elderly dad became very ill. One
evening my brother called letting me know that our dad
had been admitted to the hospital earlier that afternoon.
Because his organs were shutting down, the doctors
expected him to live only a couple more days. My brother
said he would come by my apartment in the morning to
pick me up so that we could go to the hospital to say our
goodbyes.
Five days prior to my dad’s collapse, the Lord had
instructed me to fast and pray. I drank water for the first
three days and for the next two days, I ate crackers and
drank orange juice.

Isaiah 58:6-8
6 Is this not the fast that I have chosen:
To loose the bonds of wickedness,
To undo the heavy burdens,
To let the oppressed go free,
And that you break every yoke?
7 Is it not to share your bread
with the hungry,
And that you bring to your house
the poor who are cast out;
When you see the naked,
that you cover him,
And not hide yourself from your own flesh?
 8 Then your light shall break forth
like the morning,
Your healing shall spring forth speedily,

That night before I was to visit my dad, I was overly

restless. I tossed and turned all night long, preaching and
speaking out the Word of God in my dreams. Early that
morning, I woke up for a brief moment. The birds were
chirping and the sun was beginning to rise. After falling
back to sleep, I had the following dream:
Jesus and my dad were walking towards me. My dad
looked very young, his face was glowing and he was
grinning from ear to ear. I also noticed that his teeth
were gleaming white. As I ran up to my dad, he scooped
me up in his arms and twirled me around in a circle. He
was joyfully laughing. Then he set my feet back down on
the ground ever so gently.
This is when I looked up at Jesus. For the first time He
permitted me to see Him in his glorious position as Lord
of Lord and King of Kings. He was
perfect, radiating perfect love. Jesus
was adorned with many crowns
sitting on top of His head. Without
hesitating, I fell at His feet in
adoration and right beside me was
my dad who was also on his knees.
What a joy to worship our Savior
together, father and daughter. After
getting up off my knees, I looked up into the face of Jesus
again. He was tenderly smiling at me. Jesus turned His
back to leave and alongside of Him was my dad. They
both disappeared. King Jesus was personally escorting my
dad into heaven.

John 11:25
25 Jesus said to her,
“I am the resurrection and the life.
He who believes in Me,
though he may die,
he shall live.”
 While my dad was alive here on earth he had his
teeth removed 10 years earlier. This is why it was such
an important detail for me to see him with his gleaming
new teeth. This dream, additionally, gave me the
assurance that my dad was alive with Jesus, forever. I
had prayed for my dad for 25 years to give his heart to
Jesus and I am grateful that I was allowed to see him
before he entered the Promise Land.
The phone rang about 7am. It was the nurse from the
hospital notifying me that dad had died earlier that
morning. I told her I already knew and shared my dream
with her.
A few months after this dream about my dad, God
showed me that I needed to be set free from a Jezebel
spirit. A Christian book store was located
up the street, so after walking up there, I
bought a book about this particular
demon. After the purchase, I sat down on
a bench outside the store and started to
read. I did not even get past the first few
words before I began to vomit. I was
embarrassed, but also knew that God was
setting me free.

Revelation 2:20
20 Nevertheless I have a few
things against you,
because you allow that woman Jezebel,
who calls herself a prophetess,
to teach and seduce My servants
to commit sexual immorality
and eat things sacrificed to idols.

After being bed ridden with chronic fatigue, I regained

my strength and was able to work. I started working as a
receptionist. In December, my employer threw a
Christmas party and invited all her family, friends and
business acquaintances. One guest in attendance, Betty,
called herself a faith healer. Her powers were not from
God, but given to her by satan.
 After speaking with Betty for a short time, she
requested that I have a session with her. Of course, for
my benefit, Betty offered her time free of charge. It was
foolish of me, but I made an appointment with her and it
turned out to be a very unwise decision.
This was a trap, satan was setting me up. I was
headed right into it, but not blindly. I knew better and
even prayed about it. I heard Jesus tell me not to go, but
I disobeyed. If I had a glimpse into the suffering that was
going to come upon me due to my disobedience, I would
have steered clear of Betty.

Deuteronomy 28:15
15 But it shall come to pass,
if you do not obey the
voice of the LORD your God,
to observe carefully all His commandments
and His statutes which I command you today,
that all these curses will come upon you
and overtake you:

In a few short weeks after the appointment with Betty,

I would be taken captive due to my rebellion. I was about
to be imprisoned. Demons were going to shackle me.
Egypt (this represents bondage) was soon to become my
dwelling place and I would sorrowfully regret the decision
over the next four years.

Jeremiah 42:13-16
13 “But if you say,
We will not dwell in this land,
disobeying the voice of the LORD your God,
14 saying, No,
but we will go to the land of Egypt
where we shall see no war,
nor hear the sound of the trumpet,
nor be hungry for bread,
and there we will dwell—
15 Then hear now the word of the LORD,
O remnant of Judah!
 Thus says the LORD of hosts,
the God of Israel:
If you wholly set your faces to enter Egypt,
and go to dwell there,
16 then it shall be that the sword which you feared
shall overtake you there in the land of Egypt;
the famine of which you were afraid
shall follow close after you there in Egypt;
and there you shall die”.

On January 4, I drove to Betty’s office for my

personal healing appointment. Escorting me into the
assessment room, Betty asked me to lie down on my
back on top of the exam table. At once, this
sparked memories of the ritual table. While
moving her hands above my body and over
my head, she spoke in tongues. However, I
recognized that her tongues were
counterfeit, from satan and not from the
Holy Spirit.
Feeling uneasy in her presence, I should have left
immediately. Instead, I stayed and allowed Betty to touch
me with her so-called healing hands. Betty transferred
demons onto me. Due to my disobedience and rebellion,
I had opened a doorway and demons instantaneously
infested me, coming in like a flood.

Isaiah 59:19
19 When the enemy comes in like a flood,
The Spirit of the LORD will lift up a
standard against him.

Within two months of this appointment with Betty, I

was abruptly struck down, becoming dreadfully ill. The
morning of March 4, I woke up not feeling well, but still
went to work. While preparing for the day, I rapidly
became worse. After working for only an hour, it was
necessary to call an ambulance. The emergency vehicle
immediately showed up and transported me to the local
hospital. After an examination, the doctor’s diagnosis was
either transient ischemic strokes or multiple sclerosis.
Tests performed later that morning, came back negative
and the doctors discharged me.
I was unable to return to work after that visit to the
hospital’s emergency room. I became sicker with each
passing day. Exhaustion had set in, making it impossible
to take care of my everyday responsibilities. For the
second time I was down, flat on my back. It would be
four long-drawn-out years of suffering before I would
receive my healing miracle.
Anxiety and fear afflicted me with such severity that I
could barely leave the house for two years. Filled with
constant terror, this sickness imprisoned
me within my own home. Even though
my doctor prescribed seven medications,
due to the constant panic, I was still
unable to go out in public. Again, I was
tormented day and night.
The fourth year of my illness on
Christmas day, my daughter gave me a
Bible on DVD. For three weeks, I played it every night
while sleeping. I knew that listening to the Word of God
would be beneficial. However, I was not aware of the
surprise that was in store for me. A miracle was coming
my way.

Romans 10:17
17 Faith comes by hearing
and hearing by the word of God.

On January 15, in the early morning hours, I had a

spiritual dream. I was holding a sick baby girl and no
matter how much I prayed, the baby could not be healed.
Jesus then walked up to me and lovingly took the baby.
He held the girl gently in His compassionate arms and
with His touch, the baby was instantly made whole.
When I woke up, I realized that I represented the
baby and Jesus had touched me, instantly healing me
from my sickness. I threw away all the medications. I
was set free from that spirit of fear, Yellow Banana.
 Isaiah 53:5
5 But He was wounded for our transgressions,
He was bruised for our iniquities;
The chastisement for our peace was upon Him,
And by His stripes we are healed.

1 Peter 2:24
24 who Himself bore our sins in
His own body on the tree,
that we,
having died to sins,
might live for righteousness—
by whose stripes you were healed.

Within six months of that January 15 morning miracle,

I became employed again. The only residual effect
remaining from the illness was that my energy level was
not as high as before. Nevertheless, I was thankful that I
was able to return to work and live a normal life.
One Sunday, about 4 months after starting my new
job, I attended a morning church service. At the end of
the sermon, the power of God hit me with such force that
I started to run and jump. Having no idea a miracle was
taking place, all I knew is that I was feeling the powerful
presence of God.
The next morning, I woke up with a desire to clean the
house. This was unusual for me, as I did not have the
energy to accomplish this task without assistance. I
cleaned the whole day. That next day was spent cleaning
out the crowded storage unit. I was amazed at how
terrific I felt. From that day forward, I never had a
problem with low energy. Again, I was touched by the
healing power of Jesus.
 Psalm 30:2
2 O LORD my God,
I cried out to You,
And You healed me.

Isaiah 58:8
8 Then your light shall break forth
like the morning,
Your healing shall spring forth speedily,
And your righteousness shall go before you;

Jeremiah 17:14
14 Heal me, O LORD,
and I shall be healed;
Save me,
and I shall be saved,
For You are my praise.

I want to share an experience proving how God treats

us with His special love:
When I was very ill, my friend Patty called to say that
she was coming over to visit. While my children and I
were downstairs waiting for her arrival, we were
discussing about our craving for chocolate chip cookies.
Because those times were so lean financially, I did not
have the extra money to purchase goodies. I told my
children that we should pray and ask Jesus for cookies,
which we did.
Patty knocked on the door and after inviting her in,
she handed me a plate of her homemade chocolate chip
cookies! The girls and I giggled with delight while Patty,
with a puzzled look on her face, stood in silence. I shared
our prayer request and testified how God had chosen her
to supply our desire for chocolate chip cookies.

Philippians 4:19
19 And my God
shall supply all your need according to
His riches in glory by Christ Jesus.
 CHAPTER 22
Woman, Thou Art Loosed

Proverbs 21:31
31 The horse is prepared for the day of battle,
But deliverance is of the LORD.

One night I was sleeping soundly until my adult son

came home in the wee hours of the morning. The front
door was locked and as an alternative to knocking lightly
my son rang the doorbell. The chimes jolted me out from
my deep sleep. After crawling out of bed, I opened the
front door and invited him in. Once I shut the door behind
him, I stumbled back to bed, snuggling under my cozy
blanket. For some time, I tossed and turned and unable
to return to my soothing, quiet sleep.
All at once, I had a vision. The roof of the house
vanished and I was looking up at the dark, star-filled sky.
The sky opened upon itself, like a scroll rolling open. I
saw thousands of exquisite angels perfectly positioned
within the heavenly atmosphere. These angelic beings
were singing jubilant songs of praises to Jesus.

Isaiah 49:13
13 Sing, O heavens! Be joyful, O earth!
And break out in singing,
O mountains!
For the LORD has comforted His people,
And will have mercy on His afflicted.

Jesus suddenly appeared in my room that was dimly

lit by an outside street lamp and in His hand was a hefty
silver chain. The fragrance being emitted from Jesus was
exhilarating, while His presence made my spine tingle.
 Jesus, advancing slowly towards me, reached out and
grabbed a demon that had intertwined itself within the
interior recesses of my body. Jesus constrained the
demon with the substantial chain and handed that
shackled evil spirit over to a superior angel standing
directly behind Him. The angel then towed the demon into
that dreadful place called hell.
The demon, while being dragged out, acknowledged it
was powerless in comparison to the angel of the Lord and
left my home devoid of a struggle. That assigned demon
could no longer torment or harass me. The animalistic
being, once appointed to destroy and annihilate me from
the love of God, had been judged and allocated to its
prison term.

Romans 8:39
39 nor height nor depth,
nor any other created thing,
shall be able to separate us
from the love of God
which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.

Revelation 20:14
14 Then Death and Hades were cast
into the lake of fire.
This is the second death.

That repulsive demon never intended to be discovered

or uncovered, forced to leave behind its territory just to
be chained beside the other hordes of demons within hell.
 This particular demon had been hiding for an
extensive amount of time, not wishing to be exposed. It
opened a doorway giving access for other demons to
dominate and control my mind. This demon had used the
other evil beings to conceal itself, taking cover behind
those of less dominance and influence. Once confronted
by Jesus it exposed itself and had to leave.
Some of the demons that have infested me, I have
recognized during deliverance, but this one was
unrecognizable. I believe it is because I was so enamored
with the majestic authority of Jesus and the presence of
angels that I was not concerned with knowing its name.

Matthew 8:28-29
28 When He had come to the other side,
to the country of the Gergesenes,
there met Him two demon-possessed men,
coming out of the tombs, exceedingly fierce,
so that no one could pass that way.
29 And suddenly they cried out, saying,
“What have we to do with You,
Jesus, You Son of God?
Have You come here to torment us
before the time?”

As quickly as the vision began, it ended. I felt

physically light, as though a huge weight had been lifted
from my inner being. I was elated. I had been
emancipated and liberated within my spirit person that
early morning. Because of the delight of witnessing Jesus,
hearing the chorus of angels and being set free, I was
unable to drift back to sleep. Before long, it was dawn
and time to prepare for that upcoming day.
An illustration I use to explain demons camouflaging
one another is that of an onion. The chief controlling
demon is represented as the core of the onion, while
positioned over the core is demonic layers, concealing the
dominant demon. The concealing demons are then
instructed to hide the core demon, so that it can stay
hidden within the host body.
 Mark 3:27
27 No one can enter a strong man‟s house
and plunder his goods,
unless he first binds the strong man.
And then he will plunder his house.

For complete deliverance to occur the layers of

demons must be peeled back until the core demon is
exposed. Once uncovered, the primary demon or strong
man can be expelled and the individual will be free.
Often, demons position themselves to hang out in a
group that allows a strong man (demon) to hide behind
demons of lesser influence. The strong man could be
hate, while the lesser demons can consist of anger,
bitterness, jealousy, envy, etc. The major demon in
charge tends to draw power from the less dominant
demons. In addition, there can be many principal demons
(core demons), encased by lesser ones.
Most of the time it is necessary to cast out the demons
of less importance, or the concealing ones, so that the
chief demon will be exposed and then cast out. Before
anyone begins deliverance, pray and ask the Holy Spirit
to show you in what order the demons should be
expelled.
In my case, I had many, many core demons along
with thousands of lesser concealing ones. This is the
reason I believe it took so many years for me to receive
deliverance. Jesus was very gentle with me, only
exposing the demons a little at a time. Otherwise, it
would have caused excessive distress to uncover the
demons too quickly. He promises never to give us more
than what we can handle. Now that I am able to reflect
back, I can tell you that deliverance is a process and
Jesus is always in complete control.
Usually a couple weeks before deliverance took place,
I would not feel well. I believe this is because the demon
or demons were being pushed to the surface, out into the
open. As they surfaced, my flesh reacted to the evil by
becoming ill.
 This is the reason I believe that all sickness is from
satan and can be healed by Jesus. It does not matter if
the illness is diagnosed as genetic or a virus, etc. All
sickness originates with satan. Jesus took all disease to
the cross, so that healing is available to anyone.
Sickness is from satan and Jesus defeated satan through
His death and resurrection. Therefore, you can believe
Jesus for your healing.
If you are ill, ask Jesus to heal you. The manifestation
of the healing may take time, but if you keep seeking
Jesus, He will restore your health. Jesus is longing to heal
you more than you know.
Also, do not allow satan to deceive you into believing
that you can continue to sin and still receive or keep your
healing. This is satan’s chief deception to take you captive
again. You cannot stay free when you serve satan
through sin.
Each time I experienced deliverance, it would take a
while to adjust to the freedom. Like a baby that is unable
to walk in one day, I also had to learn how to walk in this
new liberty over time.
Once I received deliverance from one demon or a
group of demons, Jesus was preparing me for the next
stage of deliverance. Sometimes I would be set free
within a few days, other times it would take weeks or
even months before deliverance would occur again.
It was very frustrating having to wait so long between
deliverances. What I disliked most was the torment. The
demons that were left behind knew their time was short,
so they made sure that they made my life miserable. I
was always in some type of pain. Whether physical,
mental or emotional, I hurt all the time.
I would like to reveal something very humiliating that
happened during some of my deliverances. In fact, this
embarrassing manifestation is what assured me that a
demon was being expelled from my body.
Earlier in this book, I was explaining how I soiled
myself during the rituals. During deliverance, when the
demon started to show itself openly, I would urinate all
over myself. The only reason that I am including this
information is to help comfort those that have been in
this same predicament during his or her deliverance. I
need to reassure you that this is purely an indication that
a demon is losing its hold.
Most times during deliverance, I would have dry
heaves or even vomit. Due to the generational curses of
being chosen a breeder, I would have labor pains in my
uterus and had the sensation of needing to push.
In addition, during deliverance it was not abnormal to
hit or even spit on the people praying for me. Again, this
was a manifestation of the demon.
Sometimes I would hear myself growling, screaming
out or cussing, but this was also a demon manifesting.
Once the demon is cast out, all the demonic exhibition
stops.

Joel 2:32
32 And it shall come to pass
That whoever calls
on the name of the LORD
Shall be saved.
 CHAPTER 23
Breaking The Yoke

Leviticus 26:13
13 I am the LORD your God,
who brought you out of the land of Egypt,
that you should not be their slaves;
I have broken the bands of your yoke
and made you walk upright.

While typing this book, additional hidden demons and

secret issues were exposed, permitting me to receive
more deliverance. In a previous chapter, I was sharing
with you about my childhood relationship with satan and
how I considered him to be my best friend. I loved him as
much as any child could love another being. At 56 years
old, the betrayal from satan was still deeply embedded
within the pit of my stomach. More healing from this
affliction was required. Just as an infected wound needs a
powerful antibiotic for healing, I needed a powerful God
to heal my infected soul.
One Sunday morning at the prayer altar, I fell over
landing face down on the carpet. I was on the floor
covered by the power of the Holy Spirit, sobbing
uncontrollably. I started to violently cough and recognized
this coughing to be a manifestation of deliverance. The
demons were being expelled. In a few minutes, I picked
myself up off the floor, assisted by two caring women.
The ladies slowly guided me over to a pew where I quietly
sat by myself. Jesus told me not to move, the deliverance
was not yet complete. I felt a little awkward because new
groups of worshipers were coming in for the next service.
 However, I longed to receive deliverance more than
anything that morning, so I obeyed.
Two gentle sisters from the congregation had been
drawn by the Holy Spirit to pray and anoint me with oil.
Prayerfully standing beside me, they allowed me to
continue coughing up demons. As tender prayers were
flowing out from these sisters, thoughts about satan
being my best friend were emerging.
Years ago when my eyes had been opened to satan’s
lies, it caused deep feelings of rejection
and abandonment. I felt betrayed by the
very one that I thought had been my best
friend all during my childhood years.
These sorrowful feelings, brought on by
satan’s deceitfulness, still lingered silently
in the pit of my belly. All that residual pain
of lost love was now being forced to the
surface and Jesus was about to set me free. A demon is
unable to hide from God. He will reveal all deception,
bringing deliverance to a damaged and wounded soul.

Daniel 2:22
22 He reveals deep and secret things;
He knows what is in the darkness,
And light dwells with Him.

Mark 4:22
22 For there is nothing hidden
which will not be revealed,
nor has anything been kept secret
but that it should come to light

1 Corinthians 4:5
5 Therefore judge nothing before the time,
until the Lord comes,
who will both bring to light the
hidden things of darkness
and reveal the counsels of the hearts.
 Once the coughing subsided, I revealed my secret that
I had been into satanism as a young girl. Feeling
ashamed, I explained to the women that satan had
become my best friend during those years of abuse. The
sting of betrayal, up to that very day was locked away
within my internal being.
The one sister, empathically speaking with words of
wisdom from the Holy Spirit, told me that God identified
with my inner anguish.
She continued her conversation by saying that God
had created satan to be the most beautiful angel in
heaven. When God created satan He loved him very much
and He was heartbroken by satan’s betrayal. Therefore,
God was able to understand my personal agony.
While hanging onto each insightful word, peace swept
over my tormented soul. Knowing that her words came
directly from the mouth of God brought healing to my
crushed and shattered heart.
At that very moment, I knew I had been delivered
from the twisted bondage of grief and woe that had
inflected me for 56 years. Instantly, the ache was gone.
All the anguish feelings within, brought on from satan’s
betrayal, had completely vanished. That demonic
influence was no longer adhered to me, tearing at my
tender heart; satan had lost his final hold.
After this deliverance, I was exhausted. I went home
that afternoon and slept for a long period of time. A deep
seeded belief had been pulled up by its roots and was
tossed back into the fiery hell from where it originated.
This lie would be consumed forever.
It was not until the next day I was aware of the
overall liberating affects. Like all the other times after
deliverance, I felt light as a feather.
After 56 years of being in bondage to satan’s lies of
devotion towards me, the chains were broken through the
power in the name of Jesus. I am forever free.

Psalm 119:45
45 And I will walk at liberty,
For I seek Your precepts.
 Isaiah 14:3
3 It shall come to pass in the day the
LORD gives you rest from your sorrow,
and from your fear
and the hard bondage
in which you were made to serve,
 CHAPTER 24
Spiritual Warfare

Psalm 144:1-3
3 Blessed be the LORD my Rock,
Who trains my hands for war,
And my fingers for battle—

In the previous chapters, I enjoyed writing about my

personal deliverances and healings. In this chapter,
though, I am privileged to impart the knowledge that I
have discovered in regards to learning how to become a
skilled spiritual warrior. While reading these next
chapters, I hope you will use this vital information to
assist you in your personal warfare. My desire is that you
become a victorious warrior in the name of Jesus and for
the Glory of God.
There are diverse, informative books that can teach us
how to fight this war against satan. I do not claim to
know everything about warfare, but I would like to share
some highlights of my own experiences. One valuable
principle that I would like to write about is in regards to
the Armor of God.

Ephesians 6:10-13
10 Finally, my brethren,
be strong in the Lord
and in the power of His might.
11 Put on the whole armor of God,
that you may be able to stand
against the wiles of the devil.
12 For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood,
but against principalities, against powers,
against the rulers of the darkness of this age,
against spiritual hosts of wickedness
in the heavenly places.
13 Therefore take up the whole armor of God,
that you may be able to withstand in the evil day,
and having done all, to stand.
 One Friday morning upon waking, I had put on my
spiritual Armor and was relaxing at home. Sally, a
coworker, called that afternoon asking me to cover her
shift. Her mom, Alice, had been unexpectedly admitted
to the hospital. I arrived at my place of employment as
quickly as possible. Inquiring about her mother’s health,
Sally told me, with tears welling up in her eyes, that the
doctors did not expect her mom to live.
That evening, after my shift had ended, I drove
straight home. Alice was still weighing heavily on my
heart and while relaxing on the couch, the Lord prompted
me to pray for her. As I started to pray, I was spiritually
transported to Alice’s hospital room. I took note that Alice
was lying on her bed and to her left were standing
arrogant, hostile demons. A revelation from the Holy
Spirit gave me the knowledge that the demons had been
dispatched there to take Alice’s physical life.
Since I had already placed my Armor
on that morning, I was prepared to go
into battle, to wage war on Alice’s behalf.
Standing next to Alice, I first rested my
large shield over her ailing body. I seized
my sword, wielded it about and repeated
all scriptures that came to my mind. The
demons and I exchanged blows and I
wrestled against these discernible forces
from hell.
Within a few minutes, I called out to Jesus that I was
in need of more scripture verses. The only verse that
came to mind was “Jesus wept”. I shouted out that verse
repeatedly while swinging my sword, protesting against
the demons trying to take Alice’s life. I took a firm stance
in opposition against these evil spirits and within seconds,
they fled the room.

Psalm 118:17
17 I shall not die, but live,
And declare the works of the LORD.
 A couple of days later, which was Sunday, Sally called
again, asking me if I could take her shift. Her mom’s
health was still failing. I knew that I had won the battle
against the demons of death assigned to Alice a few
evenings before. Therefore, my faith was not shaken by
my coworker’s devastating report. I had prevailed against
the forces of evil. I was victorious! Alice would live!
Sally called me that next day, which was Monday,
informing me that her mom had been discharged from
the hospital. Jesus, though that particular encounter with
the demonic, proved to me the importance of the Armor
of God and our need to apply it daily onto our bodies.

Proverbs 15:30
30 The light of the eyes rejoices the heart,
And a good report makes the bones healthy.

Another experience within the supernatural and

putting on the Armor of God took place one evening at
home. While I was sitting in my living room, satan, from
out of nowhere, materialized. Somewhat startled, I
wondered what he was even doing there, because I had
not seen him in a very long time. Not saying one word, he
glared at me with his cold, death ridden eyes.
I had forgotten to put my Armor on that morning, so
The Holy Spirit urged me to place it over my body. After
putting on my Armor, I noticed that satan got a
traumatized look on his face. I then lifted up my physical
arm, exposing the sword of the Spirit tightly clenched
within my hand. Shocked and shaken, satan’s eyes
widened, fear had seized him. Taken aback by this
episode, satan looked as though the wind had literally
been knocked out of him. Seemingly not being able to get
away fast enough, he immediately left my house.

James 4:7
7 Therefore submit to God.
Resist the devil and he will flee from you.
 Luke 10:20
20 Nevertheless do not rejoice in this,
that the spirits are subject to you,
but rather rejoice because
your names are written in heaven.

After that experience, I was more convinced than ever

that Christians have commanding authority against
demons while wearing their Armor. I verbally put it on
daily, realizing how terrified the demons are to go into
battle when they see it applied over our body. They have
to comply with our every command in Jesus name.
The devil does not trouble those who are not
committed believers. Only when one wants to turn from
that path of sin, accepting Jesus as Savior and Lord, does
satan bring opposition. The devil will not give up one of
his subjects easily and will do all he can to gain that
person back. He cannot take anyone’s salvation, but tries
to convince that person to live the same kind of lifestyle
as before, one of service to sin.
God does not desire that for His children. Jesus
defeated satan on the cross and has made provision for
us to share in that victory. As a good Commander, Jesus
provides the equipment (Armor of God) that we need to
defeat satan every time he comes against us.
With the Word of God, the Armor and the authoritative
name of Jesus we become bold as lions. As we encounter
demons, we have the assurance that we can defeat them.
Each day we are to practice warfare, perfecting this
spiritual skill. Then, when we are confronted, we have the
expertise to combat the demonic and be victorious.
Like mighty warriors, we have to keep our weapons in
excellent condition. We sharpen our sword, by repeating
and learning new verses from the Bible. We cannot set
our sword in the corner, allowing it to tarnish and then
expect to be able to pick it up and fight an intense battle.
A few Sundays ago, during worship service, God gave
me this following vision.
I had on my Armor, but when I looked down, it was
tarnished. Then angels appeared and started to buff it
out. The more tarnish they removed, the brighter my
Armor became, until it was brilliantly shinning.
Then the angels brought over a full length mirror. As I
glanced at my reflection, I saw that my Armor was
glowing brightly. I could barely keep my eyes on the
mirror due to the intensity of the luster. My Armor was
ablaze.
Then, I got a glimpse of my face, which was also
aglow. In that mirror I did not see myself, but I saw the
reflection of Jesus. I looked like Jesus.

2 Corinthians 3:18
18 But we all,
with unveiled face,
beholding as in a mirror the glory
of the Lord,
are being transformed into
the same image
from glory to glory,
just as by the
Spirit of the Lord.

Jesus is perfecting in the Body of Christ today. He is

removing the tarnish of pride and selfishness, so that we
will shine and be on fire with His love, grace and mercy
towards those who are perishing.
The demons even see it taking place and they are
filled with terror. They recognize that we are becoming a
mighty army for the Lord and they are unable to bring to
a standstill this mighty move of God.
Demons are very aware of our unpreparedness for war
and know when we slack off. They recognize all open
doorways into our spiritual and physical lives. They will
take advantage of any opportunity to creep in. Demons
will even distract us away from these openings so when
we least expect it they will sneak in, hide and we will not
even be aware of their presence.
Our vulnerable areas are what demons attack first.
The devil knows exactly where our weak and open spots
are. That is why some live in defeat, repeatedly
committing the same besetting sin. All openings must be
covered with the Blood of Jesus. All demons must be
expelled.
If we do not handle this invasion quickly, other
demons will also quickly slither in. Demons lay in wait and
are very patient. Remember, they have had thousands of
years of experience in taking humans captive. They will
hang around, looking for their chance to incarcerate us.
Once there is an open doorway, before we know it,
infestation will take place. This is what happened in my
own life when I allowed Betty, the bogus healer, to touch
me.
Once the demons break through, it can take a great
deal of work to expel them. They will not give up their
territory without a vicious fight.
We also cannot close our eyes saying we did not know
about it. Denial is not an effective excuse in the spiritual
realm. The devil and his demons could care less if we
walk around in denial. They are searching for anyway to
take control, bringing destruction and death.

2 Corinthians 10:3-5
3 For though we walk in the flesh,
we do not war according to the flesh.
4 For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal
but mighty in God for pulling down strongholds,
5 casting down arguments and every high thing
that exalts itself against the knowledge of God,
bringing every thought into captivity
to the obedience of Christ,
 CHAPTER 25
End Time Visions

Habakkuk 2:3
3 For the vision is yet for an appointed time;
But at the end it will speak,
and it will not lie.
Though it tarries, wait for it;
Because it will surely come,
It will not tarry.

I would like to tell you about my end-time vision that

God gave me in 1984. I was attending a church service
one Sunday evening. A guest speaker was preaching that
night and after his sermon, the minister spoke out words
of knowledge. One word spoken was that an individual,
sitting in the audience, had a blood disorder and was
being healed. As soon as the words came out of his
mouth, I felt excessively hot, having the sensation of
being physically on fire. I immediately knew that God was
healing me. The preacher asked the person with that
specific disorder to stand, which I did and he asked me to
come down to the front of the auditorium. The moment I
reached the front, God’s anointing hit me like a bolt of
lightning. I fell to the floor under the power of the Holy
Spirit. While lying on the carpet, this is what I saw:
I was standing on my feet looking up into the
heavens. I saw God sitting on His throne and He was
surrounded by the stars of the universe.
His majestic presence filled the universe
and the Earth IS His footstool. I was
unable to look upon His face, it was ablaze,
as bright as the sun, but I was able to see
the rest of his form.

Isaiah 66:1
1 Thus says the LORD
Heaven is My throne,
And earth is My footstool
 Revelation 1:16
16 He had in His right hand seven stars,
out of His mouth went a sharp
two-edged sword,
and His countenance was like the
sun shining in its strength.

God called me by my name and with His hand He

motioned for me to come up to Him. Instantly, I was
being propelled through space at the speed of light.
When I reached God’s throne, He leaned over, picked me
up and placed me on His extremely large lap.
God commanded, “Tell me what you see”. Leaning
over and studying the earth below, my eyes focused on a
populace city. Within this city resided all types of people
of different races and diverse cultures, male and female.
Masses of people were running frantically out of the city
limits. God told me that these people fleeing represent
the various sins on the earth.
All at once, I heard a trump, trump sound echoing
from behind me. Since I was still sitting on God’s lap and
facing the opposite direction of the noise, I had to turn,
looking back over my left shoulder. I saw Jesus, dressed
in a brilliant white robe. Placed over His body is the Armor
of God. He holds the shield of polished gold in His right
hand, the lustrous gold sword in His left. Both His sword
and shield are ablaze. He is the ultimate Commander.
The trumping sound are the soldiers collectively
stomping their boots down onto the ground as they
marched. Each step shook the ground below their feet.
These soldiers, marching behind Jesus, is the Army of
the Living God, the Body of Christ. There are neither male
nor female in this Army and all are moving as one united
Body. These virtuous soldiers have their eyes fastened
intently on Jesus, looking neither to the left nor to the
right. With precession, whichever way Jesus moves, His
righteous and upright soldiers follow precisely. The Body
marches in an orderly rank in perfect unison; not one
soldier moves out of their position.
 The Body of Christ is so pure that I was able see
through their transparent faces beginning with the first
soldier, to the soldier behind them and to the next soldier
behind and so on, until I could see clear to the back of
the formation. There are a countless number of warriors.
Every soldier also displays their own lustrous Armor, from
the helmet, to the shield, sword, boots, breastplate and
girded loins. This Army is a magnificent unstoppable
group, overflowing with the glory of God.
It is the Army of God that was
pursing and chasing all the individuals
that represents sin out of the city
limits. Sin was taking flight, trying to
escape from God’s flawless Army of
believers.
The vision progressed forward from this populace city
to observing the Army marching across the continent with
authority and power. As they advanced forward, light
was being shed across the land. As they
marched from west to east, scores of
people from all over the nation were
running to join in the formation. The
Army was growing larger with each
passing moment. The glory of the Lord
filled the land, north, south, east and
west. The vision ended.

Isaiah 54:17
17 No weapon formed against you shall prosper,
And every tongue which
rises against you in judgment
you shall condemn.
This is the heritage of the
servants of the LORD,
And their righteousness is from Me,
Says the LORD.
 Psalm 149:6
6 Let the high praises of God be in their mouth,
And a two-edged sword in their hand.

Another end time vision took place after a morning

worship service around the year 2000. The presence of
God was over powering that morning during praise and
worship. At the end of the service, the altar opened for
prayer. I walked to the front of the auditorium and the
power of God, with a mighty force, came over me.
Immediately, I was down on the floor. God’s power was
so intense it thrust me into another dimension.
In this place, I saw the Bride of Christ. She is
beautifully magnificent, illuminating from head to toe.
There are no picture words here on earth to describe her
true beauty and influential authority. She walks in
excellence, covered and draped with the name of Jesus.
A radiant diadem rests upon her head and in her right
hand she is holding the scepter of authority.

Isaiah 28:5
5 In that day the LORD of hosts
will be for a crown of glory
and a diadem of beauty
to the remnant of His people,

Dressed in a majestic gown, her attached train was

flowing regally behind her. Each step she took filled that
area with the glory of God. Unmatched against her
influential authority, demons were running in disarray.
 CHAPTER 26
The Meaning of the Armor

Deuteronomy 20:1
1 When you go out to battle against your enemies,
and see horses and chariots
and people more numerous than you,
do not be afraid of them;
for the LORD your God is with you,
who brought you up from the land of Egypt.

The next few paragraphs will tell you about the

equipment and the meaning of each piece of Armor,
physically and spiritually.

Ephesians 6:14-18
14 Stand therefore,
having girded your waist with truth,
having put on the breastplate of righteousness,
15 and having shod your feet with
the preparation of the gospel of peace;
16 above all,
taking the shield of faith with which
you will be able to quench all
the fiery darts of the wicked one.
17 And take the helmet of salvation,
and the sword of the Spirit,
which is the word of God;
18 praying always with all prayer
and supplication in the Spirit,
being watchful to this end with all
perseverance and supplication
for all the saints—
 BELT OF TRUTH
BELT The belt is the key piece of equipment for a
soldier because it holds the other clothing and equipment
in place. Clothing was tucked back out of the way to allow
freedom of movement. The belt holds valuables and
personal possessions and also holds the sword. Therefore,
there is a close connection between the
truth and God's Word (sword). The belt
represents honesty, truthfulness, integrity
and sincerity. Buckle it securely around
your waist.

Isaiah11:5
5 Righteousness shall be the belt of His loins,
And faithfulness the belt of His waist.

TRUTH Jesus alone is the truth. Spend time with God

and in His Word to learn His truth. The truth that God
provides will defeat satan's lies every time. What satan
may be telling you might sound good, but God's truth will
always open your eyes to his lies. As the belt allows the
soldier's hands freedom, so the truth makes us free.
Jesus is the "Way, the Truth and the Life".
 John 14:6
6 Jesus said to him,
“I am the Way,
the Truth and the Life.
No one comes to the Father
except through Me.”

Only in Him is truth found. We put on Christ and are

strong in Him. We must take the truth that comes from
Him as revealed in His Word, the Bible.

Psalm 119:43
43 And take not the word of truth
utterly out of my mouth,
For I have hoped in Your ordinances.

BREASTPLATE OF RIGHTEOUSNESS
BREASTPLATE This vital piece of equipment covers
the vulnerable organs of the upper body. This heavy piece
of armor completely encloses the body. Soldiers would
grasp each other's left forearms and with
their right start hitting each other in the
breastplate. The first one to make an
opening won. This means we should make
every effort to have personal and daily
righteousness that is maintained with
confession of all sins.

1 Thessalonians 5:8
8 But let us who are of the day be sober,
putting on the breastplate of faith and love,
and as a helmet the hope of salvation.

RIGHTEOUSNESS In contrast to our own self-

righteousness, God is pure righteousness. By becoming
born again, our sins are transferred to Jesus and His
perfect righteousness is transferred to us. We must put
faith in His provision, not in our own good works or
righteousness. We need to allow His righteousness to
shine through us and to accept His holiness. Note that our
back is not covered with the breastplate, just our front. A
soldier of Christ should not retreat or run, but move
ahead to victory!

Job 29:14
14 I put on righteousness,
and it clothed me;

SANDALS OF PEACE
FEET The sandals of each soldier are a very important
necessity. They have to be sturdy, dependable and
tough. Soles impregnated with heavy, spike-like hobnails
give each soldier a good footing. Soldiers
were attacked on rough, rocky ground
where getting a strong footing would be
difficult. If the sandals failed to give him
firm stability, that resulted in defeat. Our
standing must be solid in Jesus.

2 Samuel 22:34
34 He makes my feet
like the feet of deer,
And sets me on my high places.

READINESS This word has the idea of establishment,

a firm foundation.

PEACE Jesus is our peace and we only have peace

when we are in Jesus. We are to live in peace with God,
self and others. The peace of Jesus is our support, our
foundation and satan constantly tries to produce turmoil
and chaos in our lives.

Ephesians 2:14
14 For He Himself is our peace,
who has made both one,
and has broken down
the middle wall of separation,
 SHIELD OF FAITH
SHIELD This is another defensive weapon from God in
our arsenal. The shield measured 2 feet by 4
feet. Soldiers gathered behind a wall of shields, side-by-
side, and used it for an outer wall of protection. Each
soldier hid behind his shield, which was a
portable door. The shield served as a buffer
from the flaming darts of the enemy. Faith
extinguishes all the flaming missiles of the
evil one. We use this shield to guard
against the constant assaults by the enemy.

Isaiah 21:5
5 Prepare the table,
Set a watchman in the tower,
Eat and drink.
Arise, you princes,
Anoint the shield!

FAITH This is the substance of our shield. We,

together with others of like faith, are to throw up a wall
against satan. We can still hear his roaring attacks, but
faith keeps us from being defeated by them.

1 Peter 5:8
8 Be sober, be vigilant;
because your adversary the devil
walks about like a roaring lion,
seeking whom he may devour.

Faith comes in knowing that Jesus will never leave or

forsake us. Our growing faith in God shields us against
attacks in the form of setbacks, insults, and temptation.
We must realize that the ultimate victory is ours because
we belong to Jesus.

Habakkuk 2:4
4 But the just shall live by his faith.
 FLAMING ARROWS Arrows tipped with burning pitch
would be hurled against soldiers and only
a shield could protect them from it.
Arrows of pride, temptation, fear, worry,
guilt, suffering, etc., come from satan
and only faith in God will get us through
those times.

Job 6:4
4 For the arrows of the Almighty
are within me;

YOU CAN EXTINGUISH ALL Some arrows get very

close to us, but God determines just how close they will
fall. Sometimes it seems like some of them even pierce
our shield of faith. However, when that happens they are
no longer satan's flaming arrows, but God's refining and
purifying messengers of love, as Paul's thorn in the flesh.
If we keep our shield up, the fire refines us. It is only
when our faith (shield) is down that the fire harms us.

HELMET OF SALVATION
HELMET The helmet was to protect soldier's heads
from the broad sword their enemies carried. This sword
was up to 4 feet long. The enemy held it with two hands
and brought it straight down with all his might on the
soldier's head. Thus, the helmet was very important.
This meaning of the helmet is assurance of salvation
and represents protection over the mind
against any onslaught from demons. When
we accept Jesus as our Lord and Savior, we
are given this defensive piece of armor to
protect us. We have to battle with Jesus
alongside us here on the planet earth. We
can do so willingly, knowing that we will be
victorious.
 Jeremiah 46:4
4 Harness the horses,
And mount up,
you horsemen!
Stand forth with your helmets,
Polish the spears,
Put on the armor!

SALVATION Our mind is very important and satan

attacks are meant to be deadly. Therefore, it is very
important to protect our mind, thoughts, ideas, goals,
motives, priorities, values, decisions, etc. The devil’s
priority is to take our mind captive. If we do not protect
our mind, the demons are able to take control of our
lives.

Romans 12:1-2
1 I beseech you therefore, brethren,
by the mercies of God,
that you present your bodies a living sacrifice,
holy,
acceptable to God,
which is your reasonable service.
2 And do not be conformed to this world,
but be transformed by the renewing of your mind,
that you may prove what is that good
and acceptable and perfect will of God.

This is where satan attacked Eve and he attacks us

through our pride, selfishness and self-centeredness, as
well as through the influence of the world. It is only
through salvation that we can have the mind of
Christ. Since being Christ-like starts in our mind, it needs
to be protected and kept filled with God's word.

1 Corinthians 2:16
16 For who has known the mind of the LORD
that he may instruct Him?
But we have the mind of Christ.
 SWORD OF THE SPIRIT
SWORD This is our only offensive weapon. All the
other pieces of equipment are defensive and used for
protection. It is only through the offensive
weapons that we can forge ahead and defeat
satan. Our sword is His Word, the Bible. With it,
we can slay the evil in the world as it presents
itself to us. Read your Bible, learn His Word and
memorize verses. Keep it on the tip of your
tongue.

Psalm 149:6
6 Let the high praises of God
be in their mouth,
And a two-edged sword in their hand,

OF THE SPIRIT Any weapon used in the flesh will not

prosper. Peter used the sword of his flesh and cut
Malchus' ear, but on Pentecost, Peter used the sword of
the Spirit and thousands of ears were opened for Christ.

WORD OF GOD Jesus, the living Word is the written

Word. You need to know God's Word in detail so you can
really use this weapon. Jesus won His battles against
satan by quoting Scriptures.

Luke 4:8
8 And Jesus answered and said to him,
“Get behind Me, Satan!”
For it is written,
„You shall worship the LORD your God,
and Him only you shall serve.‟

PRAYER
AND PRAY This is our other offensive
weapon, equal in importance to knowing
God's Word. God does not fully pour His
Spirit into us in power until we fully pour our
spirit out to him in prayer. Communication
with the Commander is vital to receive orders and help.
 2 Chronicles 6:40
40 Now, My God,
I pray,
Let Your eyes be open
and Your ears be attentive
to the prayer made in this place.

I have an illustration that helped me a great deal to

understand prayer and how important it is to prayer for
others.
When we first begin to seek Jesus we are knocking on
the door of His heart. He opens the door, we bcome born
again and then we are invited to share in His heavenly
treasures.
When Jesus asks us to pray, He knocks on the door of
our heart asking us to intercede for a person or a
situation. When we begin to pray, we open a doorway to
the earth. If we do not pray, the door is not open and
God cannot move in the very situation that He is asking
us to pray about. Once the doorway is open through our
prayers, the perfect will of God can be carried out in the
lives of those that we are interceding for. “Thy kingdom
come, Thy will be done”.

IN THE SPIRIT The Holy Spirit directs

our praying when we let Him pray
through us. Our own strength and
wisdom brings no answer. We must listen
intently, be sensitive and obey the Spirit
as He leads us in how to pray.

ON ALL OCCASION “Without ceasing." If you feel like

it or not, are busy or not, know what to say or not, you
still need to pray. Prayer must be persistent.

1 Thessalonians 5:16-18
16 Rejoice always,
17 pray without ceasing,
18 in everything give thanks;
for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.
 James 5:16
16 Confess your trespasses to one another,
and pray for one another,
that you may be healed.
The effective, fervent prayer of a
righteous man avails much.

Dressed in the Armor daily, we are prepared to enter

the spiritual world. Without it, we will be prey to the
attacks from assigned demons. Think about each piece as
you put it on. Thank God for supplying His armor and
giving us victory through Jesus!

Romans 13:12
12 The night is far spent,
the day is at hand.
Therefore let us cast off the works of darkness,
and let us put on the armor of light.
 CHAPTER 27
The Word of God

John 1:1
1 In the beginning was the Word,
and the Word was with God,
and the Word was God.

Knowing and using God's Word, the sword of the

Spirit, is key for victory.

Joshua 1:8
8 This Book of the Law shall
not depart from your mouth,
but you shall meditate
in it day and night,
that you may observe to do
according to all that is written in it.
For then you will make your way prosperous,
and then you will have good success.

This is the way that Jesus defeated satan. When Jesus

was tempted, He quoted Scripture and was victorious
over satan's temptations.
Matthew 4:4
4 But He answered and said,
“It is written,
Man shall not live by bread alone
but by every word that proceeds
from the mouth of God.‟

The devil tries to plant doubts about God's Word in

man's mind. This is how he got to Eve. She misquoted
God's Word back to satan and he added to God's Word
(making God seem like He was keeping something good
from her).
The devil was undermining God's Word! We must be
skillful in the use of our sword to win. The Word forces
demons to reveal themselves plainly, so they can be cast
out of a person. Demons will openly show themselves
when we use God’s Word against them.
It is important to memorize verses, so when you are in
the heat of battle you will be able to recall verses without
becoming frustrated.

Proverbs 18:21
21 Death and life are in the power of the tongue,
And those who love it will eat its fruit.

We are not to worship the Bible, but we are to worship

Jesus. We honor the Bible because it is the written Word
of God. God’s Word is alive and each Word has power
behind it. God’s Word will go on into eternity; it will never
dry up or die off.

1 Peter 1:23
23 having been born again,
not of corruptible seed
but incorruptible,
through the word of God which lives
and abides forever,

The Word of God penetrates deep into the inner

recesses of our being. The Word of God does not miss a
thing in us, especially our attitudes.

Hebrews 4: 12-13
12 For the word of God is living and powerful,
and sharper than any two-edged sword,
piercing even to the division of soul and spirit,
and of joints and marrow,
and is a discerner of the thoughts
and intents of the heart.
13 And there is no creature hidden from His sight,
but all things are naked
and open to the eyes of Him
to whom we must give account.
 The Word of God is compared to a double-edged
sword. We are to understand that the sword is like a
surgical tool in the spiritual realm, used to cut
out what infects our soul and brings defeat.
The moment the Word of God starts to
penetrate into our heart and mind, satan
immediately tries to neutralize the effect of
the Word. First, he will work to keep us from
reading the Bible. If he cannot do that, he will try to
distract us so that we do not read with comprehension or
bring doubt to what we are reading. Where the devil does
not succeed in taking the Bible from us, he works hard at
taking us from the Bible.
The Word of God exposes everything. God can see all
things; nothing can hide from His sight. He confronts the
things we do not want to face such as pride, self-
satisfaction and smugness.
There can be no pretense in any area of our life. The
Word of God judges our thoughts and also all motives.
The Word goes deep into every cell within our spiritual life
and does not stop until all contamination is exposed.
Once revealed, wickedness is removed.
The Word of God judges our thoughts, activities,
motives and secret intentions. Our flesh does not demand
to hear that it is wrong or cannot have its own way. The
flesh of man is stubborn and rebellious. The fleshly mind
has taken its very nature and characteristics from satan.
Therefore, what satan loves, your flesh loves.
Our flesh is not trustworthy. But, what we cannot do
for ourselves, the Word of God will, if we allow it. God
does not just cut us open, leaving us exposed. He puts us
back together restoring us to health. God cuts out what is
necessary and then binds up our wounds, bringing
healing.

Hebrews 4:16
16 Let us therefore come boldly
to the throne of grace,
that we may obtain mercy
and find grace to help in time of need.
 It is in our nature to run and hide from the Person we
think knows too much about us. However, we also have
to understand that God already knew everything about us
before He created us. We cannot hide from Him. The
Word of God will fulfill and bless us. His hope is to totally
restore, enrich and strengthen each one of us. We need
to ask Him to work within us that which is pleasing to
Him.
The only good thing about us is Jesus; the only good
thing in us is Jesus.

Psalm 17:8
8 Keep me as the apple of Your eye;
Hide me under the shadow of Your wings,

Colossians 1:10
10 That you may walk worthy of the Lord,
fully pleasing Him,
being fruitful in every good work
and increasing in the knowledge of God;
 CHAPTER 28
Praise

2 Samuel 22:4
4 I will call upon the LORD,
who is worthy to be praised;
So shall I be saved from my enemies.

Webster defines the word praise as to “say good

things about” and it is synonymous to words such as
admire, commend, extol, honor and worship. A definition
of Christian praise is a joyful thanking and adoring of
God, the celebration of His goodness and
grace. This implies that the act of praising
is rightfully due to God alone. Praise is
glorifying God for Who and What He is. It is
different than thanking Him for all the
things He has done. God is pleased with
our praise. The Bible tells us there is power
in praise.

Hebrews 13:15
15 Therefore by Him let us continually
offer the sacrifice of praise to God,
that is,
the fruit of our lips,
giving thanks to His name.

Exodus 15:2
2 The LORD is my strength and song,
And He has become my salvation;
He is my God,
and I will praise Him;
My father‟s God,
and I will exalt Him.

Praising God is useful and favorable for us. By

praising God, we are reminded of His greatness. Praise
discharges faith which causes God to move on our behalf.
 Psalm 135:3
3 Praise the LORD,
for the LORD is good;
Sing praises to His name,
for it is pleasant.

Praising God also transforms the spiritual

environment. This is illustrated by the alteration that took
place when the Levites gave praise and thanks to the
Lord. The temple filled with a cloud, signifying the glory of
God. God inhabits the atmosphere of praise. If we long to
see God’s power within our spiritual lives, all we need to
do is to praise The Lord with all our heart, mind and soul.

2 Chronicles 5:13-14
13 indeed it came to pass,
when the trumpeters and singers were as one,
to make one sound to be heard in praising
and thanking the LORD,
and when they lifted up their voice
with the trumpets and cymbals
and instruments of music,
and praised the LORD, saying:
“For He is good,
For His mercy endures forever,”
that the house,
the house of the LORD,
was filled with a cloud
14 so that the priests could not
continue ministering because of the cloud;
for the glory of the LORD filled the house of God.

Who is to praise God?

Psalm 150:6
6 Let everything that has breath praise the LORD.

We cannot embark on the true joy and benefits of

praising God unless we have received Jesus Christ as our
Lord and Savior. As children of God, He dwells in us. This
means that wherever we go, God should be praised.

1 Corinthians 6:19-20
19 Do you not know that your body
is a temple of the Holy Spirit,
who is in you,
whom you have received from God?
You are not your own;
20 you were bought at a price.
Therefore honor God with your body.

How do we praise?

Singing songs and hymns, clapping our hands lifting

our hand high, even jumping for joy…….the list is endless.

Psalm 141:2
2 The lifting up of my hands
as the evening sacrifice.

We can praise God with the use of our physical bodies,

our heart, our mind or even with our deeds. There are
many ways to praise God!

Hebrews 13:15
15 Therefore by Him let us continually
offer the sacrifice of praise to God,
that is,
the fruit of our lips,
giving thanks to His name.
 CHAPTER 29
Anointing Oil

1 John 2:20
20 But you have an anointing from the Holy One,
and you know all things.

Believers are in Jesus and He is in us. We, too, have

been divinely anointed. Therefore, whether or not you use
anointing oil, you are already one of God’s anointed!

Revelation 3:18
18 counsel you to buy from Me gold
refined in the fire,
that you may be rich;
and white garments,
that you may be clothed,
that the shame of your nakedness
may not be revealed;
and anoint your eyes with eye salve,
that you may see.

Ecclesiastes 9:8
8 Let your garments always be white,
And let your head lack no oil.

To anoint means to rub or smear with oil. Oil in the

Bible is the physical representation of a spiritual reality.
People and things are anointed to symbolize the
introduction of a divine influence, The Holy Spirit and
power. Anointing a person or items can get rid of
dangerous influences such as demons.

Exodus 30:31
31 And you shall speak to the
children of Israel, saying:
This shall be a holy anointing oil
to Me throughout your generations.
 The verse below refers to a "copy” of true things in
heavenly areas. Anointing oil represents the anointing of
the Holy Spirit or God's anointing.

Hebrews 9:23-24
23 Therefore it was necessary that
the copies of the things
in the heavens should be purified with these,
but the heavenly things themselves
with better sacrifices than these.
24 For Christ has not entered the
holy places made with hands,
which are copies of the true,
but into heaven itself,
now to appear in the presence
of God for us;

Moses was commanded by God to use specific spices

to make the anointing oil for the tabernacle. Moses was to
anoint the tabernacle and the furnishing "that they may
be most holy."
The ingredients in this anointing oil contained myrrh,
fragrant cinnamon, fragrant cane, calamus, cassia and
olive oil.
This oil was used to anoint the vessels of the
Tabernacle and the High Priest. It was traditionally
regarded as the oil used by prophets. Saul, David and
other kings of ancient Israel were anointed with this
prepared oil. Anointing a king was equivalent to crowning
him.
In fact, in Israel a crown was not required. The
prophet Samuel anointed David as king and he imparted
the power of the Holy Spirit. The Bible says, “The Spirit of
the Lord was upon David from that time
forward. According to the Jewish Bible,
whenever someone was anointed with this
specific holy anointing oil formula, the Spirit of
God came upon this person to qualify him or her
for a God-given task.
 1 Samuel 16:13
13 Then Samuel took
the horn of oil,
and anointed him in the midst
of his brethren:
and the Spirit of the Lord
came upon David
from that day forward.

Anointing was also an act of hospitality, as Jesus was

anointed in the house of the Pharisee.....

Luke 7:44-46
44 Then He turned to the woman and said to Simon,
“Do you see this woman?
I entered your house;
you gave Me no water for My feet,
but she has washed My feet with her tears
and wiped them with the hair of her head.
45 You gave Me no kiss,
but this woman has not ceased
to kiss My feet since the time I came in.
46 You did not anoint My head with oil,
but this woman has anointed
My feet with fragrant oil.”

This oil was used also for medicinal purposes. It was

applied to the sick and to wounds.....
 Isaiah 1:6
6 From the sole of the foot even to the head,
There is no soundness in it,
But wounds and bruises and putrefying sores;
They have not been closed or bound up,
Or soothed with ointment.

Mark 6:13
13 And they cast out many demons,
and anointed with oil many who were sick,
and healed them.

James 5:14
14 Is anyone among you sick?
Let him call for the elders of the church,
and let them pray over him,
anointing him with oil in the name of the Lord.

The bodies of the dead were sometimes anointed.....

Mark 14:8
8 She has done what she could.
She has come beforehand to anoint
My body for burial.

Luke 23:55-56
55 And the women who had come with Him
from Galilee followed after,
and they observed the tomb
and how His body was laid.
56 Then they returned and prepared spices
and fragrant oils.

Oil was used to prepare Jesus for His death and burial…..

Matthew 26:7-12
7 A woman came to Him having an alabaster flask
of very costly fragrant oil,
and she poured it on His head as
He sat at the table.
8 But when His disciples saw it,
 they were indignant,
saying, “Why this waste?
9 For this fragrant oil might have been sold
for much and given to the poor.”
10 But when Jesus was aware of it,
He said to them,
“Why do you trouble the woman?
For she has done a good work for Me.
11 For you have the poor with you always,
but Me you do not have always.
12 For in pouring this fragrant oil on My body,
she did it for My burial.”

Oil was used when preparing to meet the king…..

Ruth 3:3
3 Therefore wash yourself and anoint yourself,
put on your best garment
and go down to the threshing floor;

Oil was also used for cleansing…..

Leviticus 14:15-18
15 And the priest shall take some of the log of oil,
and pour it into the palm of his own left hand.
16 Then the priest shall dip his right finger
in the oil that is in his left hand,
and shall sprinkle some of the oil with his
finger seven times before the LORD.
17 And of the rest of the oil in his hand,
the priest shall put some on the tip
of the right ear of him who is to be cleansed,
on the thumb of his right hand,
and on the big toe of his right foot,
on the blood of the trespass offering.
18 The rest of the oil that is in the priest‟s hand
he shall put on the head of him who is to be cleansed.
So the priest shall make atonement
for him before the LORD.
Oil was also used to heal disease…..

Jeremiah 8:22
22 Is there no balm in Gilead,
Is there no physician there?
Why then is there no recovery
For the health of the
daughter of my people?
Anointing oil is used as a sign of joy…..
Hebrews 1:9
9 You have loved righteousness
and hated lawlessness;
Therefore God, Your God,
has anointed You with the oil of gladness
more than Your companions.

“Anoint and pray calling upon the Lord to set you

free”, tells us that the yoke, a symbol of bondage and
oppression from satan, is destroyed because of the
anointing oil.

Isaiah 10:27
27 It shall come to pass in that day
That his burden will be taken away
from your shoulder,
And his yoke from your neck,
And the yoke will be destroyed
because of the anointing oil.

We are the tabernacle and we are to anoint and pray

to make us "holy". Apply the oil in the name of Jesus.
Then in faith ask the Father to meet your needs and the
needs of others. The power is His; the privilege to pray is
ours.
I personally take the time to spiritually clean my home
by going through with oil, anointing all the doors and
windows and any other opening such as fireplace. I
command all demons that have taken up residence to
leave In the Name of Jesus. They have to flee!
 In addition, I go through my entire home speaking out
loud the following verse from the Bible:

Mark 4:22
22 For there is nothing hidden
which will not be revealed,
nor has anything been kept secret
but that it should come to light.

After speaking this verse aloud, if a demon has

attached itself to any item in the home, the light of the
Holy Spirit will reveal the intruder. After this happens, I
immediately either burn or tear up the item and throw it
in the trash container. I will not allow any item that has
a demon attached to it reside in my home. In addition, if
I see a demon hiding, I command it to leave.
The Holy Spirit is willing to reveal any item that a
demon has attached itself to. A few examples that carry
curses are occult books, satanic symbols, occult rings,
skulls, new age and pornography.
I go through my home often and examine the things
that I own. I ask myself if I would be able to give away
the item, if God were to ask that of me. If I hesitate, then
I have to examine myself as to the reason behind my
reluctance.
I then pray and ask God to show me what is in my
heart that is allowing me to be so unwilling to part with
the item. It does not take long, within a short amount of
time He reveals why I am hesitant.
Jesus has shown me that even ungodly TV or ungodly
music is also a doorway, allowing demons to take up
residence.
Before buying or accepting any item, pray. Even if I
think the item is safe to bring into my home, but the Holy
Spirit shows me differently, I immediately throw it away.
I will not sell any item and keep the money, no matter
how much I had to pay for it. I do not want to send a
demon off to inhabit someone else’s home and have them
tormented. Since a demon can be compared to stinky
garbage, the item along with the attached demon belongs
in the stinky trash container.
 In addition, we have to be very careful what gifts we
accept from other people, like the afternoon when I took
Lisa’s book into my home. This book was a cursed item. If
I had allowed it to stay in my house, it would have given
demons legal right to move in, taking a foothold. Before
you receive a gift, make sure to pray and ask God if He
wants you to accept the item.
If the Holy Spirit tells you not to take a gift, but you
do anyway, immediately throw it out. You may find that
once you do bring the cursed item into your home, it may
be difficult to throw it away.
The demon or demons attached to the item will tell
you all types of lies so it can stay. Do not believe the
demon. Their lies can range anywhere from it is a gift to
it cost a lot of money or it is your favorite piece, etc.
If the Holy Spirit is telling you to get rid of it, obey!
Once you throw the item out, your place of residence will
feel more clean and peaceful.
Demons are like weeds, taking root quickly in areas
they inhabit and they are extremely difficult to get rid of.
The name of Jesus and the Word of God are like weed
killers. In Jesus name, all demons have to leave. Anoint
all items or areas that you feel may need demonic
uprooting.
When I was in my middle twenties, I purchased an
expensive jacket. Every time I wore it, I felt beautiful.
But, my problem was not feeling pretty, pride was my
hindrance. One day Jesus told me to get rid of the jacket.
It took almost a week, but I finally obeyed.
There have been many items I have purchased
throughout the years that later I had to dispose of. I
would rather obey Jesus than to hold onto something and
be held in bondage by a demon.

Matthew 15:13
13 But He answered and said,
“Every plant which My heavenly Father
has not planted will be uprooted.”
 CHAPTER 30
Speaking in Tongues

1 Corinthians 14:5
5 I wish you all spoke with tongues.

All the gifts from the Holy Spirit are to work in unison
with one another. When this takes place, a beautiful
melody rises up to the throne of our God, becoming a
pleasing chorus to our Lord.

Isaiah 51:3
3 For the LORD will comfort Zion,
He will comfort all her waste places;
He will make her wilderness like Eden,
And her desert like the garden of the LORD;
Joy and gladness will be found in it,
Thanksgiving and the voice of melody.

Speaking in tongues is not the most important gift

from the Holy Spirit, but one of the nine gifts that we can
utilize in our Christian walk. In this chapter, I am going to
write about the gift of tongues pertaining to spiritual
warfare. Speaking in tongues is a powerful weapon and
available to every Christian believer. This is a personal
gift and given to any born-again believer that asks. God
intended for every Christian to speak in tongues right
after they become born again.
 Acts 1:8
8 But you shall receive power when
the Holy Spirit has come upon you;
and you shall be witnesses
to Me in Jerusalem,
and in all Judea and Samaria,
and to the end of the earth.

We should desire to speak in tongues. The devil and

the demons understand the languages of the earth, but
they do not understand the language of the Holy Spirit.
This weapon is an example of how we can attack the
forces of evil, tiptoeing into the enemy camp, bringing
swift destruction upon them.

1 Corinthians 14:16
16 Otherwise,
if you bless with the spirit,
how will he who occupies the place
of the uninformed say
“Amen” at your giving of thanks,
since he does not understand
what you say?

When we speak in tongues, we are

allowing the Holy Spirit to speak through
us. When we pray in our Holy Spirit
language, we are speaking the perfect will
of God into any given situation.

1 Corinthians 12:28
28 And God has appointed these in the church:
first apostles,
second prophets,
third teachers,
after that miracles,
then gifts of healings,
helps,
administrations,
varieties of tongues.
To magnify Him…..

Acts 10:46
46 For they heard them speak with tongues
and magnify God.

To edify yourself…..

1 Corinthians 14:4
4 He who speaks in a tongue edifies himself

To build yourself up in faith…..

Jude 1:20-21
20 But you, beloved,
building yourselves up on your most holy faith,
praying in the Holy Spirit,
21 keep yourselves in the love of God,
looking for the mercy of our
Lord Jesus Christ unto eternal life.

If someone gives you a Swiss army knife, you get one

gift, but within that gift are many ways to use it.
Likewise, anyone who is born again of God’s spirit has the
ability to utilize all nine manifestations of the spirit. Every
Christian can speak in tongues.

Mark 16:17
17 And these signs will follow those who believe:
In My name they will cast out demons;
they will speak with new tongues;

Do you know that all but two of the nine

manifestations of the gift of Holy Spirit were operational
in the Old Testament and the Gospels? Only speaking in
tongues and its companion manifestation, interpretation
of tongues, were absent prior to the Day of Pentecost.
“Tongues” is a language that God gives you personally, as
He first did on Pentecost, when the Church was born.
 Acts 2:1-4
1 When the Day of Pentecost had fully come,
they were all with one accord in one place.
2 And suddenly there came a sound from heaven,
as of a rushing mighty wind,
and it filled the whole house
where they were sitting.
3 Then there appeared to
them divided tongues,
as of fire,
and one sat upon each of them.
4 And they were all filled with the Holy Spirit
and began to speak with other tongues,
as the Spirit gave them utterance.

God put His spirit in each Christian as a deposit,

guaranteeing what is to come. The Greek word for
“deposit” is arrabon and it means a token, a down
payment, a guarantee. It is translated “earnest,” as in
“earnest money” that is put down on a house.

2 Corinthians 1:22
22 who also has sealed us
and given us the Spirit
in our hearts as a guarantee.

This spiritual language does not come from your mind,

but by way of God’s spirit speaking through you. It is
primarily designed for one’s internal use. However, it is
also utilized in a gathering of Christians by following it
with its companion manifestation, interpretation of
tongues, so that the Church is edified by one’s praise to
God.
 1 Corinthians 12:10
10 to another the working of miracles,
to another prophecy,
to another discerning of spirits,
to another different kinds of tongues,
to another the interpretation of tongues.

Since the creation of man, satan’s insidious master

plan has been to put a veil between God’s children and
God’s Word. It began in the Garden of Eden when the
devil asked Eve, “Yes, God said . . . ?” thereby raising
doubt as to the authority of what God has said.
Our present generation is witnessing the growing
menace of satanic activity in the realm of the miraculous.
Moreover, he succeeds in getting Christians to focus their
attention on the claims of men and women or to some
supernatural experience. The Church needs to return and
proclaim the whole counsel of God in the power of the
Holy Spirit.

Matthew 3:11
11 I indeed baptize you with water unto repentance,
but He who is coming after me
is mightier than I,
whose sandals I am not worthy to carry.
He will baptize you with the
Holy Spirit and fire.
 CHAPTER 31
It Is Finished

Psalm 116:1
1 I love the LORD,
because He has heard
My voice and my supplications.

My long journey to total freedom from satan and his

assigned demons has ended. This morning turned out to
be the last day that I had to endure demonic domination.
Today, which is Sunday, began when I forced myself
out of bed in the early morning hours. Waking up
extremely tired, I was pondering if I should even attend
today’s church service. While sitting on my couch and
sipping my morning cup of coffee, I made the decision
that I should go. Deep down I had a sense that if I did
not show up for this service, I would miss something
remarkable.
While standing in the bathroom combing my hair,
angels suddenly entered the room. As they were circling
about me, they were singing a song that I did not
recognize in the physical realm. However, the melody was
familiar to me in the spiritual realm. They were singing
jubilant songs of deliverance.

Psalm 32:7
7 You are my hiding place;
You shall preserve me from trouble;
You shall surround me with
Songs of Deliverance.
Selah

I finished dressing and left for church. As I was driving

down the road, an angel appeared, sitting next to me in
the passenger seat. Because I was taken aback by this
heavenly manifestation, I sat speechless. The angel asked
me if I was interested in seeing my future, which I replied
with an excited “Yes”!
 My spiritual eyes were instantly opened. Before me
was an immense, brilliant white curtain. After the curtain
opened, I saw my life, glorious and filled with beauty. The
beauty was because I had been made Christ-like. My life
resembled Jesus.

Isaiah 64:8
8 But now, O LORD, You are our Father;
We are the clay,
and You our potter;
And all we are the work of Your hand.

After arriving at church, I sat down in the pew as

praise and worship was about to begin. During the song
service, I was feeling the awesome presence of God and
perceived a misty white cloud hanging lightly over the
congregation.
While I had my hands lifted high in praise, I saw five
angels moving towards me. After they walked up to
where I was standing, four of the
angels began removing the chains
wrapped about my body. One angel
bent down and unfastened shackles
attached to my ankles. When the
shackles fell off onto the ground, the
angel commanded that I take a step
forward. I obeyed. With one step the
ankle chains were left behind and I was
free!
I then observed the white curtain that I had seen
earlier that morning closing behind me. Then the five
angels walked away, holding in their hands all the
restraints of the demonic oppression.
No longer under the tyranny of satan, songs of liberty
began to flow jubilantly from my lips. I began to dance,
jumping for joy in praise toward Jesus who set me free. I
was experiencing the bliss of independence and
emancipation from the demonic.
Only Jesus had the power to release me from my
tortuous demonic prison. My scores of prayers and tears
for total liberation were answered this morning.
 Jeremiah 31:4
4 Again I will build you,
and you shall be rebuilt,
O virgin of Israel!
You shall again be adorned
with your tambourines,
And shall go forth in the dances
of those who rejoice.

Once I arrived home, I opened my Bible to the book of

Exodus. I was reading the passage where Miriam the
prophetess, along with the other women, sang a victory
song after the Jewish people crossed over to the other
side of the Red Sea.

Exodus 15:18-19
18 The LORD shall reign
forever and ever.
19 For the horses of Pharaoh
went with his chariots
and his horsemen into the sea,
and the LORD brought back
the waters of the sea upon them.

Pharaoh in the above verse above represents satan.

The Pharaoh’s horsemen represent the demons and their
assignment was to do satan’s bidding, to bring
destruction upon the Jews. The Jewish people were
standing before the Red Sea as Pharaoh, along with his
massive army, were coming up quickly behind to
eliminate them. Only God could perform a miracle that
would rescue the Jews from annihilation.

Exodus14:21
21 And Moses stretched out
his hand over the sea;
and the Lord caused the sea to go back
by a strong east wind all that night,
and made the sea dry land,
and the waters were divided.
 Before the Israelites was a path that would lead them
to safety. In this crucial moment, God wanted His people
to believe He would hold back the water until they arrived
safely on the other side. God desired for His people to
have a faith that declared, “He who began this miraculous
rescue from death will finish it for His glory”.

Philippians 1:5-6
5 for your fellowship in the gospel
from the first day until now,
6 being confident of this very thing,
that He who has begun a good work in you
will complete it until the day of Jesus Christ;

I am sure the Jewish people, once they reached the

other side, told one another that all their fears were
wasted. As they look back, they realized there was no
reason to have been afraid when they saw the Egyptians
coming. God put up a supernatural wall to protect them
and they had no need to fear the Egyptian soldiers
through the night. The whole time, God provided them
with an illuminating light, while their enemies were
blinded by darkness. He delivered them from the
onslaught of their enemies, the Egyptian soldiers.
Once they reached the other side they finally saw that
God’s desire towards them was only good. The wall of
water did not collapse swallowing them up. God was
holding it back, only allowing the waters to destroy their
enemies, the Egyptian army controlled by satan.
I had to finally reach the place in my own life where I
knew only God could rescue me from satan. I had to find
out for myself that He is trustworthy, no matter how deep
the bondage seemed. Like the wall of water surrounding
the Jewish people, I had been surrounded by a wall of
demons. They were always ready and waiting for the
opportunity to swallow me up in their evil.
Only Jesus could help me. No human on earth had
the power or authority to deliver me from these demonic
bondages. I had to call out to Jesus and then put all my
trust in Him. Today, Jesus became my Deliverer. He has
proven Himself to be trustworthy. Jesus was there when
the first demon entered and stood beside me all these
years, until the last demon was forced out.

Psalm 107:14
14 He brought them out of darkness
and the shadow of death,
And broke their chains in pieces.

Jesus, during the morning worship service, set me

free from all the works of satan in my life. Obliterated by
God, that fallen angel and his cohorts were swallowed up
by God’s power, destroyed by the torrents of God’s
almighty strength.

Psalm 22:8
8 He trusted in the LORD,
let Him rescue Him;
Let Him deliver Him,
since He delights in Him!

The rest of the afternoon, I pondered over what I had

witnessed, seeing the angels and receiving my final
deliverance. My thoughts guided me back to the vision of
the brilliant white curtain that I saw earlier in the
morning. After I took the step forward releasing the ankle
chains, I observed the white curtain closing behind me.
As I reflect back, I fully understand its meaning. The
curtain closing represented my past of taunting had come
to an end. Jesus brought to a halt all of satan’s tortuous
ways. Now, I no longer have to focus on my past anguish
because Jesus has created a new future ahead. Jesus, in
a moment’s time, took away all the agony of my past. I
am not longer chained by the tormenting memories of the
ritual abuse. I remember what has happened to me
throughout my childhood, but the anguish attached to the
memory is no longer present.
Today, I am celebrating my liberation from evil. I am
no longer encapsulated within a tomb of evil torment.
That lifeless dwelling place, where I was once held
captive, only granted death. I have victoriously walked
out from the burial chamber where I once resided. Jesus
stepped into this hopeless place, took me by my hand
and tenderly guided me away. He then completed the
deliverance by placing on my head His crown of joy.
Reflecting back reminds me of the time when God
spoke audibly, telling me that He was going to make
something beautiful out of my life. Today, I am 56 years
old and after all these years I am now beholding His
words, watching the transformation take place with my
very own eyes. Once I was beaten down by pain, sorrow
and wrapped in torment. Today, I am set free, wrapped in
God’s love, joy and peace. The long awaited promise for
my deliverance is complete.
Like the vision my friend had about the canvas being
painted completely white, God has erased all my
oppression. I am being transformed to be pure, spotless
and righteousness. God is now painting a new picture. He
is adorning the new portrait of my life with Christ-like
brilliant colors. This heavenly art is a masterpiece.
My deliverance also relates to the goose egg prophecy.
The ugly encasement has been cracked
opened and now I am that beautiful
bird set free to fly. This unsightly egg,
which had been a demonic enclosure
for so many years, has been
permanently fractured by the power of
God. The rotting encasement, that was
once a dark grave, is gaping wide open. Jesus took me by
my hand and led me out of that dark tomb of death into
His light of truth. The devil will never be able to entrap
me within his enclosure of torment and death, never
again!
This book has come to its final chapter along with all
that I have had to endure over the last 56 years. My
painful journey towards deliverance is over. The curtain of
my past has closed behind me and I am standing on the
threshold of my future, viewing my glorious life ahead.
Just as Jesus spoke on the cross while taking His last
breath, “IT IS FINSIHED!” Today, it (the demonic
oppression) is finished in my life.
I am thankful that Jesus took all my bondages and
nailed them to the cross. It was on that holy day when He
died on the cross in the city of Jerusalem I became
triumphantly free. Jesus, while hanging on the cross,
desired to take all of my oppression onto Himself, so that
2000 years later I could be liberated from satan.
I am, this very day, entirely released from satan’s vile
and foul control. I am free!

Isaiah 53:5
5 But He was wounded for our transgressions,
He was bruised for our iniquities;
The chastisement for our peace was upon Him,
And by His stripes we are healed.

Liberation from the power of satan can only come

through salvation and believing in Jesus Christ. You must
be born again to break free from all the chains and
shackles in your life.
At the beginning of this book, you may have prayed to
ask Jesus into your heart. If you did not pray to accept
Jesus as your Lord and Savior, then I would like to give
you this opportunity to come to know Him today. The
very moment you pray, He will forgive all your sins and
set you from all your bondages. He loves you so much.
 There is nothing on earth or in the universe that is too
hard for Jesus to do for you.

Genesis 18:14
14 Is anything too hard for the LORD?

Dear Jesus,
I come to you knowing that you died on the cross for
me personally and now I choose You to be my Lord and
Savior. I repent of all my sins and ask you to forgive me.
As Your Word states, You will cleanse me from all
unrighteousness.
Set me free from the pain and hurt in my life. Break
the chains and shackles of all the bondages put onto me
by satan.
I thank you that you have heard my prayer and at this
very moment I am born-again. You are now dwelling
within me. Moreover, God is my Father and the Holy
Spirit is my Helper. I thank You that I am now free,
healed and delivered.
Revelation 21:6

It Is Done
I Am The Alpha
And The Omega
The Beginning
And The End
 Songs
Of
Deliverance
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