You may not know me,
but I know everything about you.
Psalm 139:1

I know when you sit down and when you rise up.
Psalm 139:2

I am familiar with all your ways.
Psalm 139:3

Even the very hairs on your head are numbered.
Matthew 10:29-31

For you were made in my image.
Genesis 1:27

In me you live and move and have your being.
Acts 17:28

For you are my offspring.
Acts 17:28

I knew you even before you were conceived.
Jeremiah 1:4-5

I chose you when I planned creation.
Ephesians 1:11-12

You were not a mistake,
for all your days are written in my book.
Psalm 139:15-16

I determined the exact time of your birth
and where you would live.
Acts 17:26

You are fearfully and wonderfully made.
Psalm 139:14

I knit you together in your mother’s womb.
Psalm 139:13

And brought you forth on the day you were born.
Psalm 71:6

I have been misrepresented
by those who don’t know me.
John 8:41-44

I am not distant and angry,
but am the complete expression of love.
1 John 4:16

And it is my desire to lavish my love on you.
1 John 3:1

Simply because you are my child
and I am your Father.
1 John 3:1

I offer you more than your earthly father ever could.
Matthew 7:11

For I am the perfect father.
Matthew 5:48

Every good gift that you receive comes from my hand.
James 1:17

For I am your provider and I meet all your needs.
Matthew 6:31-33

My plan for your future has always been filled with hope.
Jeremiah 29:11

Because I love you with an everlasting love.
Jeremiah 31:3

My thoughts toward you are countless
as the sand on the seashore.
Psalms 139:17-18

And I rejoice over you with singing.
Zephaniah 3:17

I will never stop doing good to you.
Jeremiah 32:40

For you are my treasured possession.
Exodus 19:5

I desire to establish you
with all my heart and all my soul.
Jeremiah 32:41

And I want to show you great and marvelous things.
Jeremiah 33:3

If you seek me with all your heart,
you will find me.
Deuteronomy 4:29

Delight in me and I will give you
the desires of your heart.
Psalm 37:4

For it is I who gave you those desires.
Philippians 2:13

I am able to do more for you
than you could possibly imagine.
Ephesians 3:20

For I am your greatest encourager.
2 Thessalonians 2:16-17

I am also the Father who comforts you
in all your troubles.
2 Corinthians 1:3-4

When you are brokenhearted,
I am close to you.
Psalm 34:18

As a shepherd carries a lamb,
I have carried you close to my heart.
Isaiah 40:11

One day I will wipe away
every tear from your eyes.
Revelation 21:3-4

And I’ll take away all the pain
you have suffered on this earth.
Revelation 21:3-4

I am your Father, and I love you
even as I love my son, Jesus.
John 17:23

For in Jesus, my love for you is revealed.
John 17:26

He is the exact representation of my being.
Hebrews 1:3

He came to demonstrate that I am for you,
not against you.
Romans 8:31

And to tell you that I am not counting your sins.
2 Corinthians 5:18-19

Jesus died so that you and I could be reconciled.
2 Corinthians 5:18-19

His death was the ultimate expression
of my love for you.
1 John 4:10

I gave up everything I loved
that I might gain your love.
Romans 8:31-32

If you receive the gift of my son Jesus,
you receive me.
1 John 2:23

And nothing will ever separate you
from my love again.
Romans 8:38-39

Come home and I’ll throw the biggest party
heaven has ever seen.
Luke 15:7

I have always been Father,
and will always be Father.
Ephesians 3:14-15

My question is…
Will you be my child?
John 1:12-13

I am waiting for you.
Luke 15:11-32

Love, Your Dad
Almighty God

Someone who I do not know well sent this to me online – it really touched me.

I remember feeling the presence of God for the first time when I was just six years old. It was an incredible feeling of love and peace, but I want to save that story for later because it correlates to something that happened to me recently in my life. It’s important for me to mention this now because that moment ties into my entire testimony.I’ll start by sharing the story of the second time I came across the presence of God. I was about seven years old and was outside playing in the yard with my older brother. My mother was about to pull out of the driveway to run errands and she asked me to grab the mail for her. The mailbox was on the opposite side of the driver’s seat so I would have to grab the mail and then walk across the car and give the mail to my mother through the car window. So I grabbed the mail and began walking across the front of the van (without being able to see the entire left side of the road because the van was gigantic) and then something happened. I couldn’t move! My entire body froze and I couldn’t move a single bone in my body. When it happened I wasn’t scared at all and was very much at peace about what was happening. It only happened for around three seconds, but I remember I was looking at the trees being blown by the wind and thinking, “Wow that is so beautiful”. The moment I could finally move an eighteen wheeler truck came from the side of the road the van was blocking and it drove by relatively fast (30 mph if I had to estimate) right past my mother’s parked van. There is no doubt in my mind that it would have killed me if I was right outside my mother’s driver’s side window. Thank you Jesus! I went into my mother’s van and tried to explain what happened, but it was pretty hard as a seven year old. She knew exactly what happened though and said to me, “Joseph, your guardian angel saved you!”
So it was at a very young age I knew God was real and I would pray every night to thank Him for what He did for me. I also began praying more and more at night when I was trying to fall asleep because I would become extremely paranoid and scared. I would constantly feel a fear surrounding me and when I finally fell asleep I would nightmares that were terrifying. It slowly became worse and sleeping in a bed alone became a living nightmare. When I was in bed alone at night (and this never happened during the day) it was like I became a schizophrenic. I’d rather not talk about all the ways that satan tried to break me down, but more so how if we put our trust in Jesus Christ we have complete authority over the enemy!
The nightmares occurred less frequently as I prayed more and eventually it got to a point where I barely ever had them. It wasn’t until I was around 20 years old I could fall asleep and not worry about what types of dreams I would have. At this time I began to take for granted what the Lord had done for me and I slipped into a life of sin. I had accepted Jesus into my life as my Lord and Savior, but I wasn’t living a Christian lifestyle. I would constantly swear and use the Lords name in vain, fornicate, judge people, which lead to hatred in my heart, and had a love for the pursuit of money. As I became buried in my own sin I noticed it was harder to even open up the Bible and the nightmares began occurring more frequently again.
It was June of 2010 (I was 23) I started to have nightmares that weren’t like anything that I’ve ever experienced. They were incredibly vivid and I knew they were demonic dreams. Most nights I didn’t fall asleep until the sun came up at around 6:30 AM because I thought the dreams would be less likely to occur. Then they started to get so bad that I didn’t ever want to fall asleep. They were just so real that I could even feel pain and would be tormented in some of these nightmares. I began to sleep during the day and be up at night, but even then they still occurred.
Fast forward to August 2010, I was up for three days straight with no sleep. I was in my bed laying down and I felt swarmed with fear out of nowhere. It’s really hard to explain other than you just know something is around you. So I went downstairs into my living room and sat up on the couch just looking around in a paranoid state of mind. This was the moment where I hit my rock bottom. I started to think to myself, “What is going on with me, I can’t control this, I don’t want to go to a mental hospital because I’ll probably lose my girlfriend (who I’ve been with for six years and is the love of my life), if this keeps happening will I kill myself?” That last thought made me cry uncontrollably and I finally cried out to God. I looked up and said, “Jesus! Jesus! I can’t do this without you! I know this is satan trying to break me down, please help me! I surrender my life to you! I will do whatever you ask of me, just take away this pain, please Jesus!” I slowly stopped crying and felt His peace around me and eventually I fell asleep.
I did have a dream that night, but this time it was from God, I’ll tell the short version. I was in an open field and a stampede of black horses started to run at me. There were thousands of them so I turned and began running in the other direction, but they were in every direction I looked and I was swarmed by them. So I looked in the sky and said, “Jesus help!” Immediately after I said this I started to fly into the sky and I began laughing because I knew He saved me. But then I looked down and I noticed all of these black horses were flying also and were right behind me. When I woke up I was upset because I thought God had heard my prayer that night. I started to pace around the house in prayer asking for help non-stop and was given a word of knowledge from the Holy Spirit. It wasn’t audible, but came from my heart and it said, “Go to the basketball courts.” So I immediately got changed and drove there. After about 30 minutes of shooting around I saw something in the sky. The sky was completely covered by dark black clouds, but there was an opening where the sun was shining through. It was the only opening in the entire sky that I could see and the sun shined through it and the light went from the opening all the way to hitting the ground. It was amazing and I knew God was letting me know that he was always with me. Praise God!
It wasn’t soon after that I told my girlfriend that I needed to be baptized again. I wanted to fully commit myself to live a Christian lifestyle and do whatever the Lord called me for. We baptized each other in her pool and we both felt the love of our God with us. It was an indescribable feeling of love and peace that I’ll never forget. The nightmares completely stopped after the baptism and I no longer had any depression in my life. I became hungry for God and needed more of him, it was like a drug. I would tell Him all the time that I was his servant for whatever He needed me for. I just love Jesus so much for everything he has done for me and I’m not ashamed to say it!
Now it’s time to rewind to the very first time I felt the presence of God. I was six years old and my family and I had just come home from church. That day the choir sang a song that was called “Hosanna”. I really liked the song and it was stuck in my head when we came home. My brother and I started playing a game in the yard and I began to sing it, “Sing Hosanna! Sing Hosanna!” I was having so much fun and I felt the love of God around me. It was a feeling I had never felt before at the time and I actually remember thinking (yes I was six and still remember), “I know God is real, because I can feel him right now.”
So fast-forward back to 2010. It was November 17 and I started looking on youtube for Christian music that was being played live at concerts. I came across this one band that I really liked called, Hillsong. I started going through all of their songs and came across the song, “Hosanna”. When I saw the name I remembered the time when I was six, but there was something I needed to check out. For some reason I never really looked up what the word hosanna meant, mainly because I always thought it was another name for Jesus. When I looked it up I saw that it is actually a term that is a cry for salvation, a declaration of praise, or the old interpretation means “Save Now!” Little did I know that day I was singing “Sing Hosanna” I was asking Jesus to save me. Well He sure did that day when I was getting the mail for my mom!
I began to watch the video on youtube named “Hillsong- Hosanna (High Quality)” (for those that want to see it) and it really touched me. First off it’s an incredible song by a talented band. The biggest thing though was the crowd and how they were praising God. There were people in the crowd that were my age and they weren’t ashamed to show their love in public for their Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. They were all so happy and it was obvious that they had a hunger for God like I did. I then began listening to the lyrics and a couple of lines really stood out to me. It was when the lead singer said, “I see a generation, rising up to take their place, with selfless faith, selfless faith. I see a near Revival, stirring as we pray and seek, we’re on our knees, we’re on our knees.” I continued to listen and at around the 4 minute mark I was given another word of knowledge from the Holy Spirit. It was once again very simple and was only two words that were repeated, but the feeling I received was incredible. The spirit said, “My people! My people! My people! My people!” I began to cry and I knew the message had more than one meaning. The first was the people in the crowd were truly the people of Jesus. They didn’t just label themselves Christians, but were also living a Christian lifestyle. The other meaning was He was saying that He needed our help and that we need to be the near revival that the song speaks about! Jesus needs our help! He wants every single soul to make it into his kingdom, but he can’t do it without us and we need to be His mouthpiece.
I just want to encourage everyone to try and spread the Word of God. He is waiting for people to open up the door for Him. I know how hard it is to try and talk to a non-believer about Truth, but we all need to trust Jesus through it. Why fear man when Jesus is always with us! Even if you don’t think they’ll listen, its okay, the Word is still getting out. Let’s start the near revival today!

Mathew 24:14- And this gospel of the kingdom shall be preached in all the world for a witness    unto all nations; and then shall the end come.

God Bless,
Joe

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In Matthew 10:30, it says, “And even the very hairs of your head are all numbered.” God knows every single detail of your physical, emotional, spiritual and mental state. He knows more about you than you know about yourself. God also knows the little details that mean the world to you and the pain deep inside that you try to cover up and hide from the world. He knows it all. For me, I have moved a lot in my life and now with each move I really seek God in prayer. It is very difficult for anyone to move -- but I am a single mom and working at home and have moved so much, I am very cautious about moving again. But, about six months ago I was living in Las Vegas. My lease on the place I was renting expired and felt the need to move back to Wisconsin, my home state. I thought it would be best for my son who is almost of school-age, and for both of us to be close to family. Las Vegas was an interesting place to live, and I loved the weather, but it was not a good place to raise a child. There were safety issues and other things that I wasn’t comfortable with. So I prayed and prayed and planned for our move several months before my lease expired.

When we returned to Wisconsin we were in limbo for a couple of weeks, living at my brother’s home with his wife, 4-year-old daughter and triplets (age two). It was purely chaotic and really getting to me mentally -- I couldn’t get work done and was desperate to find a place to rent nearby. I searched for a city close enough to my brother’s home to help them out and to visit whenever we wanted, but not too close because the schools and neighborhoods there were not so great. I searched a city 20 miles from there and found several places that were available to rent. I looked all around but for the first time in my life, didn’t do anything on a whim. For the first time, I took a step back and prayed and prayed. Normally I would “know” that I loved a place and just go for it immediately -- this time was different. I went to see a house on a small beautiful clear lake, nestled in the woods. The previous owners had passed away and no one was in the home for a while. The home had huge massive windows which overlooked the lake. There was a pooltable in the basement and skylights in the kitchen, bathroom and my bedroom. It wasn’t modern, but more homey than any home I had ever been in. The people who lived here before, truly loved each other and loved their home. But even after seeing it, I felt very unsure. I went home and waited several weeks (very unlike me) and prayed.

After praying for guidance, I’m not sure what happened but I felt almost as though I had an “ok” from God as I felt such peace about the home. Initially I didn’t have a good feeling and just decided to hold off. After so much prayer and waiting at my brother’s house, I really felt released from that and knew I wanted to live there.

Prior to moving in, when in Las Vegas, my son’s room there had all white walls and it was very plain. He told me he wanted to have a Pirate themed room and at that time, I bought him one single pirate plaque for the wall. It said something about how you had to pay 25 cents to enter the room! He loved it, but that was it -- one wall hanging in a huge white room -- not much of a pirate theme. When we moved into the home on the lake, I realized something amazing. I didn’t even take much notice of this the first time I saw the place -- but my son’s room had pirate ship wallpaper on the walls of his room. He thought it was the coolest thing ever -- and absolutely loves it! I don’t think it’s a coincidence, and the people who lived here were elderly and hadn’t had kids living in the home in many decades.

But that is not all. Like I said, I have moved many times. I have lost most of my belongings and normally it doesn’t bother me. But there are a few things that really hurt to lose. And I am not overly materialistic -- but I had leather tools from my time in the Army. My neighbor, a disabled veteran in a wheelchair, taught me this ancient art of leather tooling. The tools were very expensive, and I saved it all at my mom’s house during all the years of moving and traveling. When I settled into our home in Wisconsin, my mom wanted to give me my stuff back. I was so happy to see the stuff, but all the small detailed leather tools that were so expensive, were GONE. I couldn’t do the tooling if I had everything but the tools. I don’t know what happened to them, but they were never to be found again. Secretly, I was crushed by it but didn’t want to say that to my mom. God knew it. I also lost my mosaic art tools and pieces in Thailand after moving from there. Before moving into our new home on the lake, I prayed to get my art stuff back. I have never prayed for an actual item before  -- because it sounds a little crazy but with God all things are possible. I thought I should at least ask. You know how it says in the Bible, tell the mountain to move and it will -- have faith and believe. Well, this was my attempt at that -- in praying for something that I had lost. Honestly, I prayed to have my mosaic art stuff back -- as I lost a beautiful piece of art that I created and spent so many many hours on making it. But God had something else in mind, and He knows all.

So, after moving in here (I did not see this when I looked around the first time touring the home) -- I went into the basement into an old workroom that belonged to the owner. The owner had passed away in 2004. When I walked into the workroom I saw to the right, a wall full of nails, screws, bolts and other building materials. Then straight ahead of me I walked up to a work bench. Right in the very forefront of the workbench -- with everything else pushed aside -- were leather tools. The leather tools were all the same little detailed ones that I had lost forever. They were all there in a leather tool wooden holder, just like the one I have. They were just sitting there, perfectly in front on the table. I was in shock. Leather tooling is an ancient and dying, if not dead, art and very few people even know what it is or have ever done it. I felt immediately it was from God. I ended up asking the landlord, who is the son of the man who lived here -- about the leather tools. I told him I was amazed to see them there as it was something I had loved doing years back. The landlord replied to everything in my email that day, OTHER than addressing me specifically asking him about the leather tools. He never responded on that. My other neighbor is the granddaughter of the man who lived here, and I asked her if he did leather tooling and she said NO. That really intrigued me -- so lastly I asked the other son of the man who lived here (he is also a neighbor) and he told me that his father did leather tooling several decades ago.

Since the man passed away in 2004 (and his wife passed away about 6 months ago), I just found it to be amazing that those tools were sitting there so nicely after so many years. His sons had been in the toolroom many times since his passing, yet they remained in that perfect spot in the front of the table. I know it was God. For God to bless us so richly with these little gestures, meant so much to me. It shows that He is still here, even though I may not realize it at times. Sometimes in our daily lives we feel alone and we’re doing things on our own -- but God really deeply cares. I love it when He answers prayers from our hearts that we haven’t really even said out loud yet.

Below here is my last story from the awesomeness of God today.

After moving into our lake house, my son (age 5 now) really needed to get out and do some activities. I work at home but need him to go to someone’s house or preschool at least a few hours a few times a week. It helps immensely for me to get work done and for him to socialize and have fun. But after searching for hours on end one day, I nearly gave up. I could not find a preschool nearby (I live in the middle of nowhere) and could not find a reliable or trustworthy place for him. So that day we decided to go to the park that was about 9 miles from our home, in the town. I don’t normally go that far to get to a park, but we did that day. This was right after searching with no results for my son to have a daycare of preschool. So we arrived at the park and he was playing as a van pulled up and two very sweet kids jumped out. Their mother was in the van and the father was outside with the kids. The kids were way overly friendly and ran right up to Josh and kept talking to him and trying to hug him and say hello and they were very over-the-top and it made me smile. Their father and I briefly spoke and I asked him about their kids and if they were in school. He told me about this wonderful place and wonderful woman who was watching the kids, in her home in a home-school setting. He said it was the best place and he was so grateful to have found it. But, he said that unfortunately it was pretty far from the park. I asked him where, and he told me it was by my lake! It was just a mile or so away from me, right near my home on the lake! He gave me the lady’s phone number, but warned me that he thought she may not be taking in any more kids right now. But deep down, I was 100% positive that she would be taking in a child and his name would be Josh. I knew it 100% because I believed fully that the encounter was not even close to being a chance encounter, and that God had answered my prayer before I even prayed it. Sure enough, I called the lady and my son started going there and still does.

After going there for a few weeks, the lady invited me to church and told me she was a Sunday school teacher. That confirmed it even more, even though I didn’t not need confirmation. But the fact that she was a Christian and my son was in her loving care really reassured me as well. It couldn’t get much better than that. God is awesome! He knows your heart, your needs and takes care of you!

Matthew 7:21

The Bible addresses this very clearly here in Matthew 7:21 “Not everyone who says to me, ‘Lord, Lord,’ will enter the kingdom of heaven, but only he who does the will of my Father who is in heaven. ²²Many will say to me on that day, ‘Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy in your name, and in your name drive out demons and perform many miracles?’ ²³Then I will tell them plainly, ‘I never knew you. Away from me, you evildoers!’”

Some people are genuinely living for God and some people are having spiritual experiences that may amaze others. You may encounter someone in your life who may have had some spiritual experiences – and you may think to yourself, “Why would someone make that up?” Unfortunately, I believe we’re living in a time where people are doing strange things for unexplainable motives and as a Christian, you need to be cautious. Are there real miracles happening today? Yes, I believe so. But, are there people making things up and pretending as well? Unfortunately, yes – this does happen and you need to have the eyes to know what to look out for.

But, what about the Fruit?

Personal story: I found an amazing Bible-based website online that had numerous useful articles. I felt drawn in by them – and e-mailed the webmaster to thank him. He e-mailed me back and gave me several compliments and we wrote back and forth. He gained my trust quickly, which is very rare in my life. He seemed very stable and legitimately close to God – so involved in God’s Word and aware of the scriptures like no one I have ever met before. At that time, he slowly opened up to me about his experiences with God – always telling me about the “fruit” of his website and how so many lives were being changed for the better and people were being saved. He went so far to prove it to me, that he would e-mail me messages that people sent him about being saved. He seemed so proud of that – almost too proud of what “he” was doing.

He often referred to what was happening – as saying that people who get involved in him would often have life-altering new-found experiences with God. He said that once he gets deeper into his friendships, that the person almost always dives right into “heavy supernatural encounters with God.” I see now, as looking back, that it was a bit of “power of suggestion” going on to get me expectant to have the same. I truly based my total trust in opening up to him, on the fact that I thought he had all this “fruit” of lives being changed from his website. I was deceived. The more I got to know this guy, the more I found out that he was involved in being way overboard in the “signs and wonders movement” – on his own and would tell me he could “fall into the Holy Spirit” and feel God anytime by “tapping into Him.” He later told me he was “getting a Word on me” from God and specifically sent messages from God the Father about me. I was so lured in, and so wanted to believe these good things he was saying, that I almost fell for it all. It escalated to some insane things that he would say were happening, and I told him I would have nothing more to do with him in any way. I told him bluntly that I believed it was not of God – and he disagreed. Since that time, he still e-mails me almost everyday (it’s been over a year) and still believes fully in what he is doing. He will write to me saying God gave him a sign or word on me – last one was something about how he was typing something to me and his hand started bleeding from his finger. That was some type of sign. I realized later that my major mistake in opening up to him was that I trusted him based on what he claimed to be the “fruit.”

Dangers in Involvement with Certain People

If you personally have concerns or doubts about someone you’re involved with or something you are doing – then pray about it real hard. From my experiences, God works in His own time and in His own ways. Whenever I have had any spiritual or supernatural experiences, they were not induced by something I had done or others had done to me – but in completely unexpected times. No one can make God do something – and if something is happening that is brought on by another – that is dangerous. In the Bible, it tells us to be very cautious about who we let into our lives and homes. I let that man from the Bible website into my life and trusted him greatly. Thinking back, I realized that many of my horrible demonic attacks and dreams happened when I was involved with him. Since that involvement has ceased, I’ve had It no demonic attacks or evil dreams. It bothers me to this day that I know he is even praying for me – because he is so involved in mysticism that I don’t believe he is praying to God. He may be deceived and praying to other spirits that are creating strange manifestations. To this day that guy will e-mail me and tell me that I have a demon on me and he knows he was sent to rid me of it. But honestly, I think it is the other way around.

Basically, Don’t Let Yourself Be Deceived

The bottom line is – try to stay vigilant and avoid investing yourself in someone or something that you feel unsure about. Stay focused on God, in prayer and in the Bible. Pray for discernment and stay strong! I know my post was jumping around a little bit, but I read that passage in the Bible last night and it really stood out to me. It can be frightening to discover that you were going down the wrong path or trusting in the wrong person – but it’s never too late to turn away from that and focus on God for true guidance. It’s good to trust in others and to love and have hope in people, but truthfully we are living in the world – and are not to be of the world. Many people, even those who claim to be living for God, may sadly be deceiving themselves. Don’t become one of those people – I nearly fell for all of it myself. There’s a fine line that you need to learn to balance on when living for God.

My True Testimony: When I was a young child I was not brought up or raised in church. I had no understanding of the existence of God or anything like that. I went through a lot of hard times with my childhood and lack of family and supervision. I was on my own a lot and at one point called out to a distant God who I knew nothing of. I was alone with my mother in another room. She was in danger and I had an image of her in my mind, lying on the floor dead the following morning. I thought if I were to just ignore the violent setting, I would wake up to no longer have a mother. I called out to Jesus for the first time in my life. At first I said, “God please help,” and I was crying in my room on the floor. There was yelling the background when I said, “Jesus please help” and at the INSTANT I said that word “Jesus” dead silence fell upon my home. It was an odd situation for me to be in -- as things so drastically changed the instant I said that word. I quietly looked around the corner out of my room. My mother came up to me and was suddenly calm, at peace and totally fine. She told me not to worry everything is fine and to go to sleep. She was no longer intoxicated. I was safe and so was she. That was the first of a series of life-changing events that God brought me through. I admire people who can live life with such faith that no outward signs or miracles are needed to keep their faith strong. But, I needed that to make me understand in the reality of God and the fact that there was a savior.

Life continued on in the unstable environment in which I lived. When I was fourteen I was spending all my time with friends whose parents were drug dealers, the friends were into witchcraft and things were going downhill for me rapidly. I planned to run away and hop on the train behind my home. I was ready to leave, but something happened that CHANGED MY LIFE FOREVER.

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Over Christmas time in 1996, I went to my Aunt Barbara’s home in Las Vegas, Nevada. I was 14-years-old. My aunt owned a Christian book store and she needed helping conducting yearly inventory for the store. She paid for me to go there and to do the work, and I needed the money and the time away. When I was there, she didn’t try to “convert” me or anything like that. But, I started to become curious and ask her questions. I was very child-like in my questions and approach, as all the terminology related to it was foreign to me. I even remember asking her what the word “repent” meant and I was excited to understand more about God. She gave me my first Bible -- along with a stack of other books that I read. She told her friend that I was like a sponge, trying to soak up everything I could. I left Las Vegas and flew back to Wisconsin. My first night back, everyone was asleep upstairs in the townhouse. I was downstairs, sitting on the couch, with a large stack ofbooks piled up next to me. It was New Year’s Eve and I was reading and creating a bracelet on an Indian bead-weaving loom I got for Christmas.

I picked up one of my books (although the name is really irrelevant, it was called “Pray it again Sam”) and I read some of it. It had some type of prayer or meditation that it asked the reader to do. For the second time in my entire life (or first official time) I prayed. I clasped my hands together and was about to pray or did begin to pray, but not out loud.

IMMEDIATELY God came to me at 1:13 am on January 1st of 1997 -- before words could even exit my mouth in prayer. The situation was more real to me than anything I have ever experienced in my entire life. God came to me, or allowed me to KNOW that he was REAL and that He LOVED me. No words needed to be spoken, as I could feel each and every message through my entire being. I was crying a cleansing cry, that didn’t stop throughout the whole experience. I felt the most incredible love, the most incredible and indescribable peace and joy I have ever known. I NEVER knew that God was real before that day. Every horrible experience and everything that I had endured as a young child and things I had done to hurt others -- it was all wiped clean. I felt, for a brief moment -- all of those things. I felt all of the things I had done to hurt others; all the lies I told and all the things I had done. In another instant I felt JESUS -- specifically felt JESUS forgive me of all the sins. I cried more and more for the fact that I was happy to be free from it all.

I looked at the clock at some point in the situation (or right before I prayed) so I knew it was 1:13 am. After that, and through what happened, I felt NO TIME and NO SENSE OF TIME or anything of the sort. I felt a taste of boundless and endless and timeless peace and love. It was something I had never known before from anyone or anything. That day, God gave me a gift that I cannot properly describe even if I try (which I am trying to do! LOL). God gave me life and innocence that would have been forever lost.

God taught me of true love and how to love for others and FORGIVE. God saved my life that day -- and it really is the day my life began. I was a new person. Everyone knew something miraculous had happened and how drastically I had changed. God gave me an awareness (self awareness) like nothing I had ever experienced before. I felt God’s presence with me and alongside me through my daily tasks, cleaning and interactions. I was painfully aware of what I said and did, and became bluntly honest as a result.

So, if you are ever in a situation where you feel desperate, confused or don’t understand what to do -- just call out to God. If you are feeling empty inside, bored with life, lost, unloved or any other form of discontentment, I think it is a direct result of missing the most important part of your life: God. It is unnatural to separate yourself from the one who created you and loves you.

“Then you will call, and the LORD will answer. You will cry for help and He will say Here I am.” Isaiah 58:9

If you have a testimony to share, please share it in the comments section -- it is an inspiration to read what others have experienced as well.

Right After Becoming A Christian – Strongest Demonic Attack Happened

Prior to being saved, I was involved in witchcraft with other kids from my school. Years earlier we played with Ouija Boards. There was one guy, Jared, in particular who was really into the witchcraft and spells. He seemed to know what he was doing.

So shortly after being saved, I went to sleep one night yet wasn’t fully asleep and I saw myself in my front yard. Standing directly in front of me was Jared and he was moving his hands around trying to do a spell on me. I turned my head to look to the right at the woods which I had walked many times. Suddenly I heard a noise as loud as a freight train and saw a black figure rise up so quickly from the woods (it was at least 200 feet from me) and bolted towards me with incredible speed and fierceness and jumped on top of me, pinning me down. I physically felt extreme pain and suffocation. I not only felt the presence of this large demon on top of me, but I felt surrounded by others. I felt extreme fear and extreme pain from the touch of the demon on top of me. It felt as though my skin was being ripped off. I was terrified and felt the presence of extremely evil beings.

Strangely, as I had just been born-again, I did not know that the immediate response should have been to call out to Jesus. Or even think the words as I could not speak at the time. Somehow I was released from this and was completely terrified. I had a newfound belief in the devil and in hell. I would never have understood the reality of it all if that hadn’t happened to me. Sometimes it is so tough for people to comprehend – but it is definitely real and we are living in a spiritual realm with battles going on all the time.

After I got out of this situation, I ran to my mother’s room. She was on the telephone and she stopped talking when she saw me. Later she said that the look on my face terrified her and she had never seen me like that before in my life – white as a ghost. I thought I could not sleep or go to school the next day or anything I felt so traumatized and terrified. Thankfully, God released it all from me and the fears left before morning.

Innocent 3 Year Old Son Stabbed By Demon – I Witnessed It

The second major attack happened with my son being involved. My son and I are Americans, and we were living in Thailand two years ago. The incident happened the night that my son prayed for the first time in his life. He was 3-years-old and said a prayer for my friend who was sick. He was very innocent and very sincere with his words. We went to sleep that night and we slept in the same bed, with the door to the bedroom locked.

Shortly after lying down, I heard pounding or knocking on the door to my room. The pounding was insistent and violent. My heart raced as though I’d have a heart attack. The door shook as the pounding increased in intensity. Seconds later the black demon bolted through the door (I don’t recall seeing it go through or open the door as it was so determined and so fast). It bolted into my room and jumped right on top of my sweet son who was sleeping and stabbed him. I then sat up and was covered in sweat and could hardly breathe. As I sat up I heard a loud wheezing noise which I made as I quickly turned to inspect my son and make sure he was ok.

I learned from my past and knew immediately what it was that had happened. I felt very little fear after it had happened (much more as it happened because it seemed real) and I immediately prayed boldly for the protection of God and the blood of Jesus to cover us and our home, especially my son.

Some Attacks Brought On By Involvement with Others – Be Careful

The intensity of the experiences or encounters has decreased over the years and my hope is that they stop (unless it is God’s will to continue to allow it). I understand that God allows many things to happen to teach us that we must trust Him and always call out to Him for help.

The last major incident that happened was one year ago. My friend James was visiting my son and me and we all went together on a road trip to visit our friend Michael. Michael is an author and was having a big production of a documentary he created, at Fox Theater in Arizona. So without realizing it, by spending time with James and opening my life up to him, I was opening myself up to things he was involved with (even without knowing it at the time).  After going on this long road trip together, we arrived at our hotel. James went to his room and I went to mine with Josh. It was late and we were tired.

My son Josh had trouble falling asleep, but I didn’t know that because I shut my eyes and I was out right away. Immediately I was in a dream and I saw pictures of myself flashing like a slideshow. I looked very innocent in the pictures, like a young girl just enjoying life and running around. As I was looking at these innocent pictures of myself, I felt myself completely physically and spiritually attacked by the black demon that I have been attacked by numerous times in the past. It happened three times. When this happens, I feel completely helplessness, suffocated, inability to move or talk, and pain and fear. The fear and pain are nothing compared to the way I felt with the first time I was attacked when I was 14.

Since I was unable to talk, I thought “In Jesus Name, with the Blood of Jesus.” Instantly as I thought that, I felt my body at once become tingly with a sensation of something like electricity going through it, I felt released from the black thing and I woke up. As I awoke, I was saying or whispering or praying: “In Jesus Name,” over and over again. It wasn’t something I was consciously doing but as my unconscious and the conscious met, the thoughts turned to audible words and I turned my body to adjust how I was lying. As I turned, I opened my eyes and saw Josh – he was completely awake. He asked me if I was praying and I said yes and then he said that he couldn’t fall asleep yet. To me, it made me think that I may have only been in that dream-state for a matter of a few minutes.

The following morning, we awoke early and went to Michael’s home. After leaving the ranch, we headed home on our 9-hour journey. I was left with positive thoughts of the short road-trip and encounters with these talented people. I also was left pondering why I was attacked three times the night prior by that demon. On the way home, I think my pondering was cleared up.

I never knew too much about James and his take on religion or spirituality. He didn’t open up to me too much in that respect and I guess I never questioned him so much on his beliefs. I did this time, as we had 9 hours to kill on the road. To my surprise, he was into his spirituality much more than I knew. He talked about having some dreams and one in particular about a figure or spirit that spoke to him. He said he saw a figure who had no eyes, just eye sockets, and spoke to him saying, “I am Tamm-ay” over and over again. He said the figure had a white cape with black crosses on it. The figure’s body twisted around as it repeated the words over and over again. James woke up and told his father and brother. His brother told him to carve a doll out of what he saw, and James did just that (their family is Native American). The things James was telling me, from a Christian perspective, were very alarming. It immediately made me think that the reason I had the attack the night prior was because of what I was surrounding myself with. It says in the bible that you should be cautious as to who you let into your home. When it says “home,” I am sure it also means life. Be cautious about who you surround yourself with, what you let into your life and who you spend your time with. For example, if you around someone who practices voodoo, then you are also in the presence of the spirits that the person has invoked with the voodoo stuff. So, when James spoke of his involvement with this thing in his dream, then with seeing a powerful medicine woman, I immediately began praying fervently. Even while James spoke, in my mind I was praying with the blood of Jesus, for protection and for James. After that day, he flew back to his home state and I realized how important it is to be cautious about your involvement with others. He was heavily involved in his spirituality, which was so much into welcoming those demonic spirits.

If you have had a demonic attack – my advice is to pray for protection and for strength in Jesus Christ. Feel free to share your comment with us below – it helps to have support of others. God Bless.

This man’s name is Mark Haville. I admire him for the courage he has to give back by sharing the TRUTH of what he did in his ministry, and what many others are doing today -- people like: Patricia King, Todd Bentley, John Crowder -- just to name a few. He basically admits to deceiving others through the power of suggestion, hypnosis and other tactics -- I think everyone should see this.

You can watch the short Youtube video Interview with Mark:

To watch the two full length videos Mark Haville created for free -- go here.

His videos were created by numerous experts -- psychologists, hypnotherapists and more. They are there to tell you how the Revivals are setup -- to create an atmosphere to put people in a certain state of mind and mood, to stir up expectancy and to use the power of suggestion and hypnosis to really stir things up. I have been to these services years ago and I know what they are like -- as many do. I am not here to judge others but to share the TRUTH. Be careful because often at these revivals people are praying to “IMPART” God’s Holy Spirit or His Anointing on you or his “Glory,” etc -- but what you need to know is that you need to Seek God first, and He will provide you with Gifts, Grace and whatever He WILLS (not us) in HIS time (not ours). Many of these people are experimenting into new age paganistic rituals mixed with Christianity, and just because they are preaching in the Name Of Jesus, doesn’t mean they are really doing His Work.