In 1998, something occurred that would forever change my life.
A circle of people welcomed me into their group. They claimed to be Christians. They even went to my Church. After several years, I began to see 'red flags', things that werent normal. I began to realise I was hanging out with a group that was a cult, most probably druid, but what ever they were, it was definately of the 'dark side'.
Before: I had an interest in Out of Body study. Being the nut I am about UFO's, I had read a book by Whitley Strieber about OOBE's. They sounded amazing. I then read another book by a Monroe, where he REALLY got into the OOBE stuff, being able to get out and see some wild things. I talked about this at work, and one of my work mates invited me over to his house, saying that on Sunday nights, they have a study group and that they teach this. I was in. They claimed to be Christian, so I was, what I thought, in good hands.
After several years, things began to add up. The red flags were bad things. I had realised some deceptions and lies. They would claim to my face to be Christian, but 15 min's later, they are making jokes about God.
So........ I quit one evening telling them, hey, I havent had much luck on this OOBE thing. ITs been years and there is no control. I am out. You guys have a great life. So they take me aside and tell me 'You cant leave. No one leaves the group. And... You have to denounce Jesus Christ.' I again said 'See yah, have a good life'. Before or during this, we had a Lasgne dinner. (They had talked about 'the Lasgne dinner many times, and suddenly, here we are having this). What followed was really odd. Evidently a halucinatary drug was induced or something. That night got odd.
For the next week, I had perhaps an hour of sleep. I would awake in nightmares, hearing voices, seeing things. It was pure hell. That week stretched into 2 months. I remember looking back and thinking, how had I survived this long like this? I was getting sleep, but very little, in very small amounts. I was taking sleeping pills to keep me knocked out so that my body at least had rest, though my mind was really obliterated during the extremely realistic nightmares. That first night turned into 12 years.....
Spiritual attacks. You hear of them. What are they? One hears a voice in their mind, not their own, and a shiver runs up your back. The voice is saying 'give up!' Evil things will float through your thoughts. You might slip into a daydream and it goes nightmare and you blink your eyes and you are back, standing there, wondering how a thought like that could come into your mind...
A wierd pain from no where starts hurting in your body. It moves... From your side to your back, or up your neck. The pain is intense. You think, should I go to the doctors? Thoughts of a desease flow through your mind. 2 Days later, the pain is gone, never to return, but a new pain, like a stabbing sensation or intense burning occurs to replace it... 'Give up!' you hear in your mind.
After years of this, you can see them. You can hear what part of the room they are in. You have learned to detect the bad guys from the Holy Spirit. You can see Angels now almost so well that you can see things on their clothing, like belts and swords, their wings shine similar to metal, their faces are lit from within with a wild glowing appearence.
12 years, 7 days, 8 hours, and 27 min's... That was June 1st.
Freedom is paid at a price. Some people fight a war with guns, some with politics, and some fight a war that normal people cannot see, an invisible war, a war in the spirit. Some dont even fight. They just read their Bible, mind their own business, pray for friends to heal from deseases and these dark 'things' just keep attacking them.
I made a good decision. I have gotten to know Jesus. I have gotten to know his Father. I have gotten to know the Holy Spirit.
There are days when I live in pure pain, little sleep, and out of no where, I will have a great dream, and I see Jesus or go flying (without a plane) and that short dream is worth every bit of it. Knowing I chose freedom, knowing I chose Jesus, it sits well in my heart.
There is a song that goes something like; 'Better is one day in Your house, then thousands elsewhere'. Its so true.
When people laugh and say there is no God, I just wonder, if they only knew.
I wish this on no one. Do not go to dark places for truth, thats my advice. I was betrayed by what I thought were friends. What I was in was a very skillfully played trap. Get the Christian. When the day of Lasgne came, it was time for them to finally pull the trap.
If you find yourself in such a trap one day, just remember; Never give up! Never... Just hang in there. Focus on Jesus. The enemy might pounce on your daily, min. to min. Just know that you will become stronger then you ever imagined.
Bill
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When you are at war with something trying to steal your life away, be it a country, burglars, a desease, a cult group, or the dark one himself, hold fast. Hold fast and do not give up...!
I did not post this to make a Christian statement. I am just celebrating my Freedom. June 1st! And this is why...
A circle of people welcomed me into their group. They claimed to be Christians. They even went to my Church. After several years, I began to see 'red flags', things that werent normal. I began to realise I was hanging out with a group that was a cult, most probably druid, but what ever they were, it was definately of the 'dark side'.
Before: I had an interest in Out of Body study. Being the nut I am about UFO's, I had read a book by Whitley Strieber about OOBE's. They sounded amazing. I then read another book by a Monroe, where he REALLY got into the OOBE stuff, being able to get out and see some wild things. I talked about this at work, and one of my work mates invited me over to his house, saying that on Sunday nights, they have a study group and that they teach this. I was in. They claimed to be Christian, so I was, what I thought, in good hands.
After several years, things began to add up. The red flags were bad things. I had realised some deceptions and lies. They would claim to my face to be Christian, but 15 min's later, they are making jokes about God.
So........ I quit one evening telling them, hey, I havent had much luck on this OOBE thing. ITs been years and there is no control. I am out. You guys have a great life. So they take me aside and tell me 'You cant leave. No one leaves the group. And... You have to denounce Jesus Christ.' I again said 'See yah, have a good life'. Before or during this, we had a Lasgne dinner. (They had talked about 'the Lasgne dinner many times, and suddenly, here we are having this). What followed was really odd. Evidently a halucinatary drug was induced or something. That night got odd.
For the next week, I had perhaps an hour of sleep. I would awake in nightmares, hearing voices, seeing things. It was pure hell. That week stretched into 2 months. I remember looking back and thinking, how had I survived this long like this? I was getting sleep, but very little, in very small amounts. I was taking sleeping pills to keep me knocked out so that my body at least had rest, though my mind was really obliterated during the extremely realistic nightmares. That first night turned into 12 years.....
Spiritual attacks. You hear of them. What are they? One hears a voice in their mind, not their own, and a shiver runs up your back. The voice is saying 'give up!' Evil things will float through your thoughts. You might slip into a daydream and it goes nightmare and you blink your eyes and you are back, standing there, wondering how a thought like that could come into your mind...
A wierd pain from no where starts hurting in your body. It moves... From your side to your back, or up your neck. The pain is intense. You think, should I go to the doctors? Thoughts of a desease flow through your mind. 2 Days later, the pain is gone, never to return, but a new pain, like a stabbing sensation or intense burning occurs to replace it... 'Give up!' you hear in your mind.
After years of this, you can see them. You can hear what part of the room they are in. You have learned to detect the bad guys from the Holy Spirit. You can see Angels now almost so well that you can see things on their clothing, like belts and swords, their wings shine similar to metal, their faces are lit from within with a wild glowing appearence.
12 years, 7 days, 8 hours, and 27 min's... That was June 1st.
Freedom is paid at a price. Some people fight a war with guns, some with politics, and some fight a war that normal people cannot see, an invisible war, a war in the spirit. Some dont even fight. They just read their Bible, mind their own business, pray for friends to heal from deseases and these dark 'things' just keep attacking them.
I made a good decision. I have gotten to know Jesus. I have gotten to know his Father. I have gotten to know the Holy Spirit.
There are days when I live in pure pain, little sleep, and out of no where, I will have a great dream, and I see Jesus or go flying (without a plane) and that short dream is worth every bit of it. Knowing I chose freedom, knowing I chose Jesus, it sits well in my heart.
There is a song that goes something like; 'Better is one day in Your house, then thousands elsewhere'. Its so true.
When people laugh and say there is no God, I just wonder, if they only knew.
I wish this on no one. Do not go to dark places for truth, thats my advice. I was betrayed by what I thought were friends. What I was in was a very skillfully played trap. Get the Christian. When the day of Lasgne came, it was time for them to finally pull the trap.
If you find yourself in such a trap one day, just remember; Never give up! Never... Just hang in there. Focus on Jesus. The enemy might pounce on your daily, min. to min. Just know that you will become stronger then you ever imagined.
Bill
[youtube]p7aaynDhaVc[/youtube]
When you are at war with something trying to steal your life away, be it a country, burglars, a desease, a cult group, or the dark one himself, hold fast. Hold fast and do not give up...!
I did not post this to make a Christian statement. I am just celebrating my Freedom. June 1st! And this is why...
everyone has ways of dealing with things, Bill i know the sleepless and shooting pains too well, i run on about 3-4 hours a night and as for the pain well... lets just say making a run across a T-Junction is not a good idea when theres IDF, it's a bowling alley of lead... 
