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Re: Spiritual Attacks
« Reply #13 on: October 24, 2018, 02:28:39 pm »
I will definitely be watching this video. John Todd is one of the rare people I've heard speaking about these things that comes closer to the truth than anyone else I've ever listened to. I notice he mentions charismatics and the Pentecostals. That really hits home for me because in my own personal experience this was more prevalent in those kind of churches. And I have a good idea as to why.
Poor thing,John Todd, the mere fact that he died in a mental institution gives me the creeps, I can only imagine the kind of torture they'had put him through before they put him to death just to punish him for telling all the truth to public, not to mention the fact that he turned away from darkness and found salvation in Christ ...May Yah bless his soul!
He was probably killed in a ritual. But I'm sure they tortured him in the worst ways possible first. There are so many people who have spoken out that this happens to.

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« Reply #14 on: October 25, 2018, 08:24:26 am »
The first has to do with the charismatic movement.  My husband and I distinguish between charismatic as in those who believe the gifts are still present and active and the charismatic movement by calling them the charismaniacs....just so you know that we do find a difference between them.  Well, anyway, one of our friends was in the charismaniac movement and they were "teaching" her how to pray in tongues....it was that "teaching" that resulted in her being demon possessed.  The gift of tongues, if given my God has some very specific "rules", "conditions", "restrictions" not sure what word to put there and if it does NOT follow these biblical guidelines it is wise to beware.
There was one particular Pentecostal church that I went to when I was a teenager. I was in a foster home at that time so that's where my foster mother went to church. I never felt comfortable inside that church. I didn't like going there. I found out later that church had been infiltrated with Satanists. The preacher was the main one.

Those kind of churches are the easiest to infiltrate because of the speaking in tongues and touching on the forehead. Those things are done on a regular basis in those churches and people expect that to happen and want it to open. The Satanists know how to speak in tongues too but the things they say are curses and evil upon other people. They also touch people on the forehead but not for a good purpose. They use those methods on people all the time so they know they can do those things in Pentecostal churches and people won't question it. I'm saying this to warn people to be careful in those kind of churches. And I'm not saying that all of the Pentecostal churches are like that. But that one was like that and I knew something bad was going on there because I could feel it and the way people were acting. I couldn't wait to get out the door. I couldn't get out fast enough. But I had to do what I was told by my foster mother and I had to go there. I wasn't given a choice.


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Wow, I'M DUMBFOUNDED BY THINGS THAT HAPPENED TO YOU!  This is sooo amazing! Especially for people like me who come from communist countries in which the very mention of god was punishable...we were not allowed to go to churches for decades (the ones who still went to church were the elderly like my grandmother, people who weren't the members of comunist party, like us - we were poorer less achieved, less respected, always marginalized for this), and my first encounter with god was through my grandmother, on the other hand she was and orthodox christian who believed in icons, kissing them, keeping saints as holidays (called in serbian as celebrating " slava" feasts with lots and lots of pork, lamb meat and various dishes-meals in quantities enough to feed the army), but I remember, I must have been 7 years old (I could read) when I was in church with her (some Easter or Christmas) and saw words carved in the stone: Whoever believes in me, shall never die...it stuck with me ever since...afterwards, awkward enough, I had a friend Yehova's witness who took me into the bible studies, but our ways somehow parted and I got into partying, drinking, going places in my 20's....Even got into spiritualism, meditation, creative visualization, Silva method...never did any drugs (except canabis sativa)....never had any dramatic supernatural encounter except several situations when God more than obviously saved me (when I was 5, I fell from the second story in a house in Antwerpen when I visited my aunt in Belgium, and went without a scrach, ... and many more of my childhood situations of me being saved in miraculous ways. Then nothing untill one day...

]I finally got a chance to watch this, I was reminded of two stories.

The first has to do with the charismatic movement.  My husband and I distinguish between charismatic as in those who believe the gifts are still present and active and the charismatic movement by calling them the charismaniacs....just so you know that we do find a difference between them.  Well, anyway, one of our friends was in the charismaniac movement and they were "teaching" her how to pray in tongues....it was that "teaching" that resulted in her being demon possessed.  The gift of tongues, if given my God has some very specific "rules", "conditions", "restrictions" not sure what word to put there and if it does NOT follow these biblical guidelines it is wise to beware.

The other story this video reminded me of involved a teen girl that I often took to Campus Life meetings.  If you don't know what those are, they were basically bible study/youth groups way back when.  One night I took her to the meeting and on the way home we were talking about God.  It so happened that God had been laying on her heart that she needed to destroy all her old records after coming to Christ and she didn't want to do so.  As we were talking, we made it back to the house.  Now to set the stage for what I am about to tell you, it was a rather cold night so all the car windows were up.  It was dark and we were in the driveway of a country home so no lights other than the moon and stars.  We decided to stay in the car and talk because there were people still up in the house.  As we talked (I knew nothing about it till she told the story later)  she became so angry that she pulled a knife from her pocket and tried to stab me with it.  That is when she told that a force like that of a hand held her arm until she was ready to put the knife down and listen to what God was trying to tell her.  It is easy to get frightened when facing things like demons, but we are safe when we yielded completely to Him.

to finish that story, she did burn the records but they did not burn as they should have, in fact, she had a great deal of trouble getting them to burn at all.
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« Reply #16 on: October 25, 2018, 01:02:51 pm »



Wow, I'M DUMBFOUNDED BY THINGS THAT HAPPENED TO YOU!  This is sooo amazing! Especially for people like me who come from communist countries in which the very mention of god was punishable...we were not allowed to go to churches for decades (the ones who still went to church were the elderly like my grandmother, people who weren't the members of comunist party, like us - we were poorer less achieved, less respected, always marginalized for this), and my first encounter with god was through my grandmother, on the other hand she was and orthodox christian who believed in icons, kissing them, keeping saints as holidays (called in serbian as celebrating " slava" feasts with lots and lots of pork, lamb meat and various dishes-meals in quantities enough to feed the army), but I remember, I must have been 7 years old (I could read) when I was in church with her (some Easter or Christmas) and saw words carved in the stone: Whoever believe in me shall never die...it stuck with me ever since...afterwards, awkward enough, I had a friend Yehova's witness who took me into the bible studies, but our ways somehow parted and I got into partying, drinking, going places in my 20's....Even got into spiritualism, meditation, creative visualization, Silva method...never did any drugs (except canabis sativa)....never had any dramatic supernatural encounter except several situations when God more than obvious saved me (when I was 5, I fell from the second story in a house in Antwerpen when I visited my aunt, and went without a scrach, ... and many more of my childhood situations of me being saved in miraculous ways. Then nothing untill one day...

]I finally got a chance to watch this, I was reminded of two stories.

The first has to do with the charismatic movement.  My husband and I distinguish between charismatic as in those who believe the gifts are still present and active and the charismatic movement by calling them the charismaniacs....just so you know that we do find a difference between them.  Well, anyway, one of our friends was in the charismaniac movement and they were "teaching" her how to pray in tongues....it was that "teaching" that resulted in her being demon possessed.  The gift of tongues, if given my God has some very specific "rules", "conditions", "restrictions" not sure what word to put there and if it does NOT follow these biblical guidelines it is wise to beware.

The other story this video reminded me of involved a teen girl that I often took to Campus Life meetings.  If you don't know what those are, they were basically bible study/youth groups way back when.  One night I took her to the meeting and on the way home we were talking about God.  It so happened that God had been laying on her heart that she needed to destroy all her old records after coming to Christ and she didn't want to do so.  As we were talking, we made it back to the house.  Now to set the stage for what I am about to tell you, it was a rather cold night so all the car windows were up.  It was dark and we were in the driveway of a country home so no lights other than the moon and stars.  We decided to stay in the car and talk because there were people still up in the house.  As we talked (I knew nothing about it till she told the story later)  she became so angry that she pulled a knife from her pocket and tried to stab me with it.  That is when she told that a force like that of a hand held her arm until she was ready to put the knife down and listen to what God was trying to tell her.  It is easy to get frightened when facing things like demons, but we are safe when we yielded completely to Him.

to finish that story, she did burn the records but they did not burn as they should have, in fact, she had a great deal of trouble getting them to burn at all.
How I admire your life and draw strength from your sharing.  I can't imagine and yet I can through friends I know who have endure governments like you describe here.  Thanks for sharing, you are an inspiration.

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« Reply #17 on: October 25, 2018, 02:03:58 pm »



Wow, I'M DUMBFOUNDED BY THINGS THAT HAPPENED TO YOU!  This is sooo amazing! Especially for people like me who come from communist countries in which the very mention of god was punishable...we were not allowed to go to churches for decades (the ones who still went to church were the elderly like my grandmother, people who weren't the members of comunist party, like us - we were poorer less achieved, less respected, always marginalized for this), and my first encounter with god was through my grandmother, on the other hand she was and orthodox christian who believed in icons, kissing them, keeping saints as holidays (called in serbian as celebrating " slava" feasts with lots and lots of pork, lamb meat and various dishes-meals in quantities enough to feed the army), but I remember, I must have been 7 years old (I could read) when I was in church with her (some Easter or Christmas) and saw words carved in the stone: Whoever believe in me shall never die...it stuck with me ever since...afterwards, awkward enough, I had a friend Yehova's witness who took me into the bible studies, but our ways somehow parted and I got into partying, drinking, going places in my 20's....Even got into spiritualism, meditation, creative visualization, Silva method...never did any drugs (except canabis sativa)....never had any dramatic supernatural encounter except several situations when God more than obvious saved me (when I was 5, I fell from the second story in a house in Antwerpen when I visited my aunt, and went without a scrach, ... and many more of my childhood situations of me being saved in miraculous ways. Then nothing untill one day...

]I finally got a chance to watch this, I was reminded of two stories.

The first has to do with the charismatic movement.  My husband and I distinguish between charismatic as in those who believe the gifts are still present and active and the charismatic movement by calling them the charismaniacs....just so you know that we do find a difference between them.  Well, anyway, one of our friends was in the charismaniac movement and they were "teaching" her how to pray in tongues....it was that "teaching" that resulted in her being demon possessed.  The gift of tongues, if given my God has some very specific "rules", "conditions", "restrictions" not sure what word to put there and if it does NOT follow these biblical guidelines it is wise to beware.

The other story this video reminded me of involved a teen girl that I often took to Campus Life meetings.  If you don't know what those are, they were basically bible study/youth groups way back when.  One night I took her to the meeting and on the way home we were talking about God.  It so happened that God had been laying on her heart that she needed to destroy all her old records after coming to Christ and she didn't want to do so.  As we were talking, we made it back to the house.  Now to set the stage for what I am about to tell you, it was a rather cold night so all the car windows were up.  It was dark and we were in the driveway of a country home so no lights other than the moon and stars.  We decided to stay in the car and talk because there were people still up in the house.  As we talked (I knew nothing about it till she told the story later)  she became so angry that she pulled a knife from her pocket and tried to stab me with it.  That is when she told that a force like that of a hand held her arm until she was ready to put the knife down and listen to what God was trying to tell her.  It is easy to get frightened when facing things like demons, but we are safe when we yielded completely to Him.

to finish that story, she did burn the records but they did not burn as they should have, in fact, she had a great deal of trouble getting them to burn at all.
How I admire your life and draw strength from your sharing.  I can't imagine and yet I can through friends I know who have endure governments like you describe here.  Thanks for sharing, you are an inspiration.
Actually, I wanted to tell you that you are an inspiration to me...the final thing that happened to me, I still didn't part with ways of the heathen...I was studying for my exams (my second return to the university, I already had a 2 years old son), my son was staying with my mother's and I was alone in a flat, I stayed up late (or should I say early, right about before the sun-rise, what can I say, I'm a night person as far as studying is concerned), and I was too tired to continue, it was still dark outside, so I decided to go to bed. But, suprisingly, I decided to go to my father's room (he died a couple of years before) and lied down in his bed. When he died, they had put him there before the coroners took. him. To this day I don't know why I did that...or if that is of any concern to the following story...perhaps I was just so tired to go to my room ...I never slept there since he had died...

Anyway, I was so tired I fell asleep immediately even before hitting the pillow, last thing that was in my mind is the look of the room right before I closed my eyes, the curtains were drawn, and street lights and rare trafic (in the dead of the night) could be seen flickering through the wrinkles of the curtain in the black of the night...all of the sudden...(while I was hmm...sleeping) I saw brightness as the daylight all around me, light bathed the whole room, everything  was lit, and i could see the same wrinkles on the curtain but completely lit with a bright light...I was surprised and said to myself (in my dream): "How can it be it dawned so soon, immediately?!"...at that moment I felt something got my anckles and started to lift me up with my feet up, to my utter terror in a second I saw whole room, the same wrinkles on the curtains upside down...and soon a scream, so terrible, so out of this world, so cold and tearing, broke into my whole body and mind and all around me...this pitch I've never heard before and I sincerely hope i will never hear it again - I was helpless and completely terrified, and this high-pitched scream (out of this world) got louder and overwhelming...Completely frozen of terror, I realized i was about to lose my life for something not of this world, and at that moment I realized just one thing...this is the end...and just said to myself, "ok, my earthly life is about to be terminated", and as soon as I realized it is the end, I felt some peace went through my heart right before I uttered: " Lord Jesus, take my soul, I give it to you to you because it belongs to you, I don't care what happens to me, just know that you are in my heart and that my everything belongs to you"...I tried to continue with a basic prayer but I didn't know it by heart ("...give us our daily bread...") so I continued to improvize ...and as soon as I continued talking to Jesus, I realized the scream got less loud, and that something started to lower me down...soon I was back on the bed, looking at the same wrinkles on the curtain, it was a bright morning, everything was the same as before just not upside down...my eyes were opened and I still could hear the high pitched (the same intensity and note aaaaallll the time) just it was getting less and less loud...I got up like hipnotized looking at the window curtain...listening to a fading scream...looked like it came out of my scull, out of the back of my scull and from the inside to be exact. Than I looked at the clock, and realized it has only past some 25 minutes since I went to bed (it was complete dark)
 ...I was petrified...for some 20 minutes i was trying to get back to myself and waited to be at least 5.30h to call my mother...then, so I did, I asked her to come over...I thought I was losing my mind...As soon as I phoned her, I was sooo tired, I decided in a "good" orthodox tradition to light a candle while waiting for her to come (she lived just a block away, takes her 10 minutes to arrive), but I had none others but "slava" candle with a paper flower rapped around its base, it was only 1/3 of the candle left, so I didn't take the paper fluffy flower off (I was soo disturbed to say the least) lit it, and lay back on the bed resolved to wait for my mother...next thing I remembered is heavy smoke all around me, and my mother yelling telling me to get up and get out of the room. Apparently, I fell asleep, a heavy sleep, it took her some less then 10 minutes to arrive, she had a key luckily, she opened a door and saw the candle, the paper, the table cloth, and the paint of the door next to that table burning, room was filled with heavy black smoke, and I was sound asleep...to this day I can't find any earthly reasonable explanation of what happened to me, but as soon as Yah touched my heart it came back to my mind as vividly as the day it happened...it all happened in 2000 (summer/autumn I think), I only in 2016. I found my saviour and since then I'm trying my best to walk in Yah's statutes and to hear my shepherd's voice wherever and whenever.
Sorry for the length of my story, I actually never shared this like this, nobody know this apart from my ex husband an closest friends...and my  (now late) mother obviously...
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« Reply #18 on: October 25, 2018, 02:30:41 pm »



Wow, I'M DUMBFOUNDED BY THINGS THAT HAPPENED TO YOU!  This is sooo amazing! Especially for people like me who come from communist countries in which the very mention of god was punishable...we were not allowed to go to churches for decades (the ones who still went to church were the elderly like my grandmother, people who weren't the members of comunist party, like us - we were poorer less achieved, less respected, always marginalized for this), and my first encounter with god was through my grandmother, on the other hand she was and orthodox christian who believed in icons, kissing them, keeping saints as holidays (called in serbian as celebrating " slava" feasts with lots and lots of pork, lamb meat and various dishes-meals in quantities enough to feed the army), but I remember, I must have been 7 years old (I could read) when I was in church with her (some Easter or Christmas) and saw words carved in the stone: Whoever believe in me shall never die...it stuck with me ever since...afterwards, awkward enough, I had a friend Yehova's witness who took me into the bible studies, but our ways somehow parted and I got into partying, drinking, going places in my 20's....Even got into spiritualism, meditation, creative visualization, Silva method...never did any drugs (except canabis sativa)....never had any dramatic supernatural encounter except several situations when God more than obvious saved me (when I was 5, I fell from the second story in a house in Antwerpen when I visited my aunt, and went without a scrach, ... and many more of my childhood situations of me being saved in miraculous ways. Then nothing untill one day...

]I finally got a chance to watch this, I was reminded of two stories.

The first has to do with the charismatic movement.  My husband and I distinguish between charismatic as in those who believe the gifts are still present and active and the charismatic movement by calling them the charismaniacs....just so you know that we do find a difference between them.  Well, anyway, one of our friends was in the charismaniac movement and they were "teaching" her how to pray in tongues....it was that "teaching" that resulted in her being demon possessed.  The gift of tongues, if given my God has some very specific "rules", "conditions", "restrictions" not sure what word to put there and if it does NOT follow these biblical guidelines it is wise to beware.

The other story this video reminded me of involved a teen girl that I often took to Campus Life meetings.  If you don't know what those are, they were basically bible study/youth groups way back when.  One night I took her to the meeting and on the way home we were talking about God.  It so happened that God had been laying on her heart that she needed to destroy all her old records after coming to Christ and she didn't want to do so.  As we were talking, we made it back to the house.  Now to set the stage for what I am about to tell you, it was a rather cold night so all the car windows were up.  It was dark and we were in the driveway of a country home so no lights other than the moon and stars.  We decided to stay in the car and talk because there were people still up in the house.  As we talked (I knew nothing about it till she told the story later)  she became so angry that she pulled a knife from her pocket and tried to stab me with it.  That is when she told that a force like that of a hand held her arm until she was ready to put the knife down and listen to what God was trying to tell her.  It is easy to get frightened when facing things like demons, but we are safe when we yielded completely to Him.

to finish that story, she did burn the records but they did not burn as they should have, in fact, she had a great deal of trouble getting them to burn at all.
How I admire your life and draw strength from your sharing.  I can't imagine and yet I can through friends I know who have endure governments like you describe here.  Thanks for sharing, you are an inspiration.
Actually, I wanted to tell you that you are an inspiration to me...the final thing that happened to me, I still didn't part with ways of the heathen...I was studying for my exams (my second return to the university, I already had a 2 years old son), my son was staying with my mother's and I was alone in a flat, I stayed up late (or should I say early, right about before the sun-rise, what can I say, I'm a night person as far as studying is concerned), and I was too tired to continue, it was still dark outside, so I decided to go to bed. But, suprisingly, I decided to go to my father's room (he died a couple of years before) and lied down in his bed. When he died, they had put him there before the coroners took. him. To this day I don't know why I did that...or if that is of any concern to the following story...perhaps I was just so tired to go to my room ...I never slept there since he had died...

Anyway, I was so tired I fell asleep immediately even before hitting the pillow, last thing that was in my mind is the look of the room right before I closed my eyes, the curtains were drawn, and street lights and rare trafic (in the dead of the night) could be seen flickering through the wrinkles of the curtain in the black of the night...all of the sudden...(while I was hmm...sleeping) I saw brightness as the daylight all around me, light bathed the whole room, everything  was lit, and i could see the same wrinkles on the curtain but completely lit with a bright light...I was surprised and said to myself (in my dream): "How can it be it dawned so soon, immediately?!"...at that moment I felt something got my anckles and to my dread started to lift me up with my feet up, to my dread in a second I saw whole room, the same wrinkles on the curtains upside down...and soon a scream, so terrible, so out of this world, so cold and tearing, broke into my whole body and mind and all around me...this pitch I've never heard before and I sincerely hope i will never hear it again - I was helpless and completely terrified, and this high-pitched scream (out of this world) got louder and overwhelming...Completely frozen of terror, I realized i was about to lose my life for something not of this world, and at that moment I realized just one thing...this is the end...and just said to myself, "ok, my earthly life is about to be terminated", and as soon as I realized it is the end, I felt some peace went through my heart right before I uttered: " Lord Jesus, take my soul, I give it to you to you because it belongs to you, I don't care what happens to me, just know that you are in my heart and that my everything belongs to you"...I tried to continue with a basic prayer but I didn't know it by heart ("...give us our daily bread...") so I continued to improvize ...and as soon as I continued talking to Jesus, I realized the scream got less loud, and that something started to lower me down...soon I was back on the bed, looking at the same wrinkles on the curtain, it was a bright morning, everything was the same as before just not upside down...my eyes were opened and I still could hear the high pitched (the same intensity and note aaaaallll the time) just it was getting less and less loud...I got up like hipnotized looking at the window curtain...listening to a fading scream...looked like it came out of my scull, out of the back of my scull and from the inside to be exact. Than I looked at the clock, and realized it has only past some 25 minutes since I went to bed (it was complete dark)
 ...I was petrified...for some 20 minutes i was trying to get back to myself and waited to be at least 5.30h to call my mother...then, so I did, I asked her to come over...I thought I was losing my mind...As soon as I phoned her, I was sooo tired, I decided in a "good" orthodox tradition to light a candle while waiting for her to come (she lived just a block away, takes her 10 minutes to arrive), but I had none others but "slava" candle with a paper flower rapped around its base, it was only 1/3 of the candle left, so I didn't take the paper fluffy flower off (I was soo disturbed to say the least) lit it, and lay back on the bed resolved to wait for my mother...next thing I remembered is heavy smoke all around me, and my mother yelling telling me to get up and get out of the room. Apparently, I fell asleep, a heavy sleep, it took her some less then 10 minutes to arrive, she had a key luckily, she opened a door and saw the candle, the paper, the table cloth, and the paint of the door next to that table burning, room was filled with heavy black smoke, and I was sound asleep...to this day I can't find any earthly reasonable explanation of what happened to me, but as soon as Yah touched my heart it came back to my mind as vividly as the day it happened...it all happened in 2000 (summer/autumn I think), I only in 2016. I found my saviour and since then I'm trying my best to walk in Yah's statutes and to hear my shepherd's voice wherever and whenever.
Sorry for the length of my story, I actually never shared this like this, nobody know this apart from my ex husband an closest friends...and my  (now late) mother obviously...
Oh what an honor to hear that story and to know the treasure that God finds in you to draw you to Himself in such a powerful way.  How wonderful that He brought you here to share your story and to know that you are Loved.  I got chills reading your words.  Nothing can harm us when we are secure in the arms of the Living God.

Previously I talked about how I had demonic visitations after I came to Christ.  The last of the visitations went like this...I was praying and saw a figure that appeared to be Christ (this was all in my minds eye so to speak, not really a dream but more like a vision) so I ran to him and wrapped my arms around my Savior.  Just as his arms wrapped around me I saw a knife in his hands and he tried to stab me in the back but before he could harm me, he changed into a demon and vanished.  Previously when I talked about demonic visitations I said that God taught me that I was safe in His arms, that nothing at all could harm me.  That day sealed that lesson in my mind and your story reminds me that God is our protector and guardian and all we need to do is seek Him and trust Him completely for nothing can harm us when we belong to the King of Kings and Lord of Lords.

Thanks again for the inspiration and reminders.
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Oh what an honor to hear that story and to know the treasure that God finds in you to draw you to Himself in such a powerful way.  How wonderful that He brought you here to share your story and to know that you are Loved.  I got chills reading your words.  Nothing can harm us when we are secure in the arms of the Living God.

Previously I talked about how I had demonic visitations after I came to Christ.  The last of the visitations went like this...I was praying and saw a figure that appeared to be Christ (this was all in my minds eye so to speak, not really a dream but more like a vision) so I ran to him and wrapped my arms around my Savior.  Just as his arms wrapped around me I saw a knife in his hands and he tried to stab me in the back but before he could harm me, he changed into a demon and vanished.  Previously when I talked about demonic visitations I said that God taught me that I was safe in His arms, that nothing at all could harm me.  That day sealed that lesson in my mind and your story reminds me that God is our protector and guardian and all we need to do is seek Him and trust Him completely for nothing can harm us when we belong to the King of Kings and Lord of Lords.

Thanks again for the inspiration and reminders.
Thank you, dear Lori, Yeshua showed me the way to find fellowship i so need, no one in my surroundings is saved, they all think I'm loopy for believing Yah, and keeping his commandments, yet my daughter and I are trying our best to be in the world but not to be of the world, even her father (my ex husband who is alchoholic) is trying slowly to walk the walk...he quit eating pork, he keeps sabbats, reads Gods word (I gave him more contemporary translation of the Bible)...he still drinks, but I keep praying with my daughter for him to be healed and for my son (who is selfprofessed atheist... ) to open his eyes and realize there is no life without Yeshua, it is just a vain show. That is why, now I've found Yeshua, my thurst for him and his word keeps growing, I want to make up for the lost time...I just want Yah to use me and put this love I'm feeling in the hardened hearts of other people and to see them becoming of flash, just as his word became flesh ...
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« Reply #20 on: October 26, 2018, 07:53:26 am »
Oh what an honor to hear that story and to know the treasure that God finds in you to draw you to Himself in such a powerful way.  How wonderful that He brought you here to share your story and to know that you are Loved.  I got chills reading your words.  Nothing can harm us when we are secure in the arms of the Living God.

Previously I talked about how I had demonic visitations after I came to Christ.  The last of the visitations went like this...I was praying and saw a figure that appeared to be Christ (this was all in my minds eye so to speak, not really a dream but more like a vision) so I ran to him and wrapped my arms around my Savior.  Just as his arms wrapped around me I saw a knife in his hands and he tried to stab me in the back but before he could harm me, he changed into a demon and vanished.  Previously when I talked about demonic visitations I said that God taught me that I was safe in His arms, that nothing at all could harm me.  That day sealed that lesson in my mind and your story reminds me that God is our protector and guardian and all we need to do is seek Him and trust Him completely for nothing can harm us when we belong to the King of Kings and Lord of Lords.

Thanks again for the inspiration and reminders.
Thank you, dear Lori, Yeshua showed me the way to find fellowship i so need, no one in my surroundings is saved, they all think I'm loopy for believing Yah, and keeping his commandments, yet my daughter and I are trying our best to be in the world but not to be of the world, even her father (my ex husband who is alchoholic) is trying slowly to walk the walk...he quit eating pork, he keeps sabbats, reads Gods word (I gave him more contemporary translation of the Bible)...he still drinks, but I keep praying with my daughter for him to be healed and for my son (who is selfprofessed atheist... ) to open his eyes and realize there is no life without Yeshua, it is just a vain show. That is why, now I've found Yeshua, my thurst for him and his word keeps growing, I want to make up for the lost time...I just want Yah to use me and put this love I'm feeling in the hardened hearts of other people and to see them becoming of flash, just as his word became flesh ...
dear dear blessed Katarina I am honored to include you and your family in my prayers and know that my husband would be honored as well if you don't mind me sharing your words with him.  You are blessed and Loved so much more than you will ever know and realize in this life.
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« Reply #21 on: October 26, 2018, 09:31:07 am »

dear dear blessed Katarina I am honored to include you and your family in my prayers and know that my husband would be honored as well if you don't mind me sharing your words with him.  You are blessed and Loved so much more than you will ever know and realize in this life.
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Thank you so much, of course I don't mind! You made me cry...Yah found a way to answer my prayers not to feel so alone on this walk...to encourage me to walk in his path... you are indeed a blessed precious soul!

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« Reply #22 on: October 26, 2018, 09:56:29 am »

dear dear blessed Katarina I am honored to include you and your family in my prayers and know that my husband would be honored as well if you don't mind me sharing your words with him.  You are blessed and Loved so much more than you will ever know and realize in this life.
Thank you so much, of course I don't mind! You made me cry...Yah found a way to answer my prayers not to feel so alone on this walk...to encourage me to walk in his path... you are indeed a blessed precious soul!
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This is kind of old (last year) but I think he found a gold nugget with this...
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« Reply #24 on: October 27, 2018, 01:03:06 pm »
I have a very dear and wonderful Haitian friend.  His father was a voodoo priest before he came to Christ.  When we met, years ago, he had an audio tape with a voodoo ceremony on it.  He would not allow anyone who was not totally sold out to God listen to it because of how powerful the demons are over those that are not sealed by the HS.

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I have a very dear and wonderful Haitian friend.  His father was a voodoo priest before he came to Christ.  When we met, years ago, he had an audio tape with a voodoo ceremony on it.  He would not allow anyone who was not totally sold out to God listen to it because of how powerful the demons are over those that are not sealed by the HS.
This tape is a dangerous thing, I think he should destroy it...
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