Collected supernatural experiences with God/angels and/or demons, satan

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I just had a passing thought and it seemed credible enough to start a thread. There are so many amazing experiences people have had and they are spread into countless threads that many of us may never see. Why not have a thread that collects these?

I'll start with one that's already written on my profile, I will return an add some I'm sure none of you have heard. I really hope that if you have an experience you will find the time to testify to it.



My father traveled for a living and had a 2 hour layover in Austin. It was not enough time to pick him up and bring him home and then return to the airport to go through security for his next flight again but it was too much time to sit at the airport in his home town, so he called and invited my friend and I to pick him up and he would take us to lunch.

We were on the way back to the airport when he gave me a 5 dollar bill. My friend Luis was in the back seat. We pulled up to a red light at the overpass in front of Austin Bergstrom International Airport. There was a homeless guy in tattered robes with long white hair standing on the side of the highway under the over pass.

He looked at me with praying hands clasped in front of him. Staring right at me as we waited at the light. There were about 3 lanes of cars.. maybe 20 cars in all, I was halfway back and in the middle. I shrugged to let him know I couldn't help him, after all my father had given me a 5 dollar bill its all I had and my father didn't believe in homeless people. He thought they were all scam artists.

Once I shrugged he didn't look at someone else like I expected, he began saying hexes at me walking up and down the road waving his hands, the light turned green and I took my dad to the airport. My dad got out, Luis got in the front seat. I said "I have to go back there" Luis said "why?" I said "I don't know why, but that man has to know I'm a christian"

so we parked on the other side of the over pass where there is a yellow convenience store. I went in and bought 2 bottles of water to make change and we walked over. At first he looked alarmed and wouldn't talk to us. He looked like a chicken trying to cross the road.. back and forth as cars whisked by.

Worried about police I thrust out 2 dollars and said take it, he said" now you've given me money I know you're of God and I can talk with you." He had my attention.

Luis was just behind me and to my left. The homeless man had his back to the traffic and the airport as he began "I walked away from my life 30 years ago to lead a revolution for God" then he just tranced out, his eyes stared ahead and he said "THUS SAYS THE LORD GOD!!" and I hit the ground on one knee, my left hand already cupping the bill of my hat over the corners of my eyes, head straight down he didn't stop on and on about dragons and I don't even know to be honest I couldn't pay attention to a word he said I was so tormented by this light I couldn't even see.

I wanted to look up but the brim of my hat wouldn't even lift to his sandals as I tried to look up it was like I was arguing with my own eyes "I don't know where you think you are going to look, but you aren't looking at that man" and thats a curious thing. I have very strong will power, I can look at the sun, I've even done surgery on my own hand at a construction site with a 6"6 300 lb guy spreading my palm apart while I dig in with a razor, but I could not even glance that mans sandals.

I don't know if it was 10 of the most grueling minutes of my life or 30.. all I know is I wanted him to be done so many times and he just kept going. When I was finally sure he was done I didn't miss a blink, I jumped up thrust my hand out and didn't dare look up, I shook his hand turned around and the world was completely normal. I heard Luis say goodbye and we walked in silence for a while I said "did you see me there kneeling like that?" He swore F*** no I didn't see you Jeff I was kneeling right behind you how the hell could I see you!?" (forgive the descriptive nature, but it's an accurate account) we left and had visions/dreams for 3 days and nights.. visions of demons and real life manifestations which included snakes and women.


-Thanks for reading, double thanks for adding experiences.
 
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I don't understand this exchange. If the man was Christian then why was he sending curses and hexes at you?
 
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I don't understand this exchange. If the man was Christian then why was he sending curses and hexes at you?
my window was up, I presume it was something like "AWAY FROM ME SATAN!, BACK TO THE ABYSS!" stuff like that, he had huge hand motions as he marched about. I remember when I handed him the money and he said "now you've given me money I know you're of God" he may have been told that would be a sign of Jesus followers. The "doers" of the Word.

I remember when Luis asked me why we were going back there. "I don't know why but that man has to know I'm a Christian." that came from within. Something inside of me knew I had to be clear with him.
 
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Interesting, but why would you have gotten that experience with no message? Is there more to this story? It is puzzling.
 
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Interesting, but why would you have gotten that experience with no message? Is there more to this story? It is puzzling.
there is a huge amount I left out of this story. Three days of events directly following this actually. PM me if you really want the rest.
 

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Post the rest. You can't start a story and not finish it!
 
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there is a huge amount I left out of this story. Three days of events directly following this actually. PM me if you really want the rest.
What's the big secret? You posted the story. Fill in the blanks please.
 
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okay. Within the next few days I will try and finish the account. The reason I left it out is there are parts of it that aren't PG. I trust the moderators will decide ultimately what can and cannot be posted. I will do my best to dull down the details.
 
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Okay, it's been a long time since these occurrences, here is the best rendition I can provide. I will apologize in advance for jumping around, I know that I will. This may get a little choppy, it's been a decade and there is a lot of information regarding these dreams. I alone am here to tell the story, I wish I could have the other 3 with me now, we could go back down memory lane and this may be a little more coherent.

After we were blinded we went back to my house. It was a Friday and we already had plans for the weekend. We picked up Richard on the way home. He actually has an account on CC he is Tituswithin, though I don't think he has been on for a long time.

At the time I still lived at my parents house, we lived on 10 acres in Cedar Creek, Texas. If anyone looks at a map it is just south and a little east of Austin. My little brother was about 12 and our little sister was 7 if I'm doing my math correctly. His name is Patrick and her name is Casey. Now Casey was too young to be included in these conversations. So if you can imagine it, it's me, Luis, Richard and Patrick. Of course we are talking very excitedly about the whole thing. (I can already tell I am going to use "at the time" far too often.

we didn't realize just how relevant this bit of information was at the time, but during this time period there was an infestation of snakes in our area. We had moved to that property within a couple of months of Casey's birth and we remained in that area for at least an additional 5 years. So during the 12 years we stayed there I had never seen more snakes than at this time period. An example would be, if I left my driveway and turned right on our gravel road and turned right onto Watts lane, then right again onto hwy 21 to the cedar creek store "roughly 3 miles" during this time period (maybe a month) we may see 7-10 snakes each way, no joke. Never seen anything like it, however I didn't realize the significance until after these events. Moving on.

On the way to the airport to pick up my father there had been a large black snake. Now when I first moved to Texas 20 years ago I bought a snake encyclopedia, I love animals, in fact when we moved onto the property I not only bought a bird encyclopedia but I would go out every day and document every bird I saw. Very into nature. My point is That after we turned right onto Watts lane from Mesquite drive heading toward hwy 21 there is a small bridge just before the hwy. As we pulled up there was a large black snake. I pulled up and stopped and got out of the car. I didn't know what kind of snake it was but I knew it wasn't poisonous. There are only 3 venomous snakes in texas that don't have rattles. Coral snake, copperhead and water moccasin aka cotton mouth. This was obviously none of the 3. it was too big to be a water moccasin.

I caught snakes all the time and I would always use a stick or something, pin down the head and grab it on the back of the skull, but this time (I'll never know why) I tried to do it like Steve Erwin. I grabbed its tail and it struck at me. I dropped its tail and jumped back, amazed at the cotton white mouth it brandished at me. How could this be a water moccasin? I had lived here at the time for 7 years and we have a pond in our back yard, cotton mouths were common place. This large snake then attempted to slither off the road and into the neighboring yard, when I say attempted to slither it got where it was going but it just flopped sporadically sideways I liken it to a man in a sleeping bag trying to wiggle quickly across the road, it looked like something that had never slithered a day in its life. So Lou and I carried on and went to the airport from there.

I needed to reiterate that since we are going forward, because venomous snakes are going to be common place in this story. This is day one, that was venomous snake one.

Moving back to after the homeless man, at home with now Richard, Lou and my little brother and talking about what this means.

It's important you understand that each night all of us either had a dream or were in a dream and if we were in someone elses dream we didn't dream, nobody was ever missing and nobody ever overlapped. I personally believe our spirits were involved.

That night we went to sleep and that's when the visions/dreams began.

I had a dream, I was standing in front of 3 different jewelers. They each had a different glass case with jewelery, all of it was gold. The prices were high but I noticed that all of the prices consisted of threes sixes and nines. so whether it was 6399 or 669.93 They had this in common. At first I thought that one or two of them were trying to scam me but I quickly realized that all three were not to be trusted. I bought nothing. End of dream.


I had another dream that night. I was wearing a white robe and I was at a facility, everyone was wearing the same thing. I was there with my girlfriend and countless other people. I began handing out numbers (like when you are waiting in line) When I got to me and April (GF) I handed her a 3 and myself a 3 ( the only time a number repeated) and then I handed a man a 15 and it struck my mind very solidly "THREE COMES BEFORE THE 15!" after that I had forgotten something at the car, I don't know what. I went outside and when I came back in our number had already been called. April had already gone in. I went and I sat down in a chair that faced other chairs. I could see the door she had gone in and I waited.

April is about 4'11 and blonde. Very vivacious. However the woman who came out was tall, very pale with black hair. She looked like she was in a zombie state and she was wearing all black. A man sitting near me said something about a friend and then he turned on a fan that sat on the table facing me. When he turned it on the force was very great and my chair landed on its back with me in it and an immense force remained on my chest. End of dream.

What I didn't know at the time and only living my life had shown me the truth. I had never seen that woman before. But years later I had a child with a woman, she was my friends older sister, and one day when my child was only a month old she drove drunk and rolled her SUV. My child's chest strap wasn't buckled and he flew out. During the time she had become pregnant she was on many hard drugs and her brain really did get damaged and I'm sure losing the baby didn't help. I'm sure the dream is fairly straight forward for all who read it. She is tall with black hair.

BUT I didn't know that at the time so moving on.

I don't remember the dream that Lou or Richard had, I'm fairly certain it was Lou's dream though and Richard was in it. Don't recall at the moment, I will ask them and see if anyone remembers. I do however remember Patrick's dream.

In fact it was his dream that that started our morning off. This is his dream. He was at a carnival and there were lots of people. It was night time and then satan was there. I don't recall what he looked like but he looked like a man. He threw a knife into my brothers chest my little brother tried to scream "Jesus help me" but the words wouldn't come out. He finally whispered the words and an old truck pulled up a man who looked like a friend of the families got out came over, removed the knife and healed his wound. End of dream. The interesting part was when he told the story first thing in the morning he looked down while pointing to where the knife had been and there on his chest was a perfectly straight and even red line about an inch across.

It's now Saturday and Lou was alone on my back porch probably around 4pm and he came inside yelling about a copperhead. I doubted that very much. We had mostly prairie land and mesquite trees on my property. I did have a pond so the only venomous snakes I've EVER seen on that property were rattlesnakes and water moccasins. The copperheads are generally found near large oaks where the dried leaves litter the ground and they have camouflage. I went outside and though he swore up and down it was there next to my AC blower it wasn't there when I went outside. He was absolutely certain it was a copperhead.

I was speaking to my girlfriend on the phone (she lived in Houston at the time) and she mentioned she was looking for a cross necklace. She wanted a silver one, nothing fancy but something somewhat sturdy, nothing dainty. When I hung up I told Richard what we had talked about. His eyes lit up and he held up a finger like (whoa, hold on) he went to his backpack and said, you won't believe this, but years ago when I was skipping school in the woods I found this necklace in this box. I put it in my backpack and never used this backpack again. He pulled out the box and there inside was exactly the necklace she described. Later on when she actually received the necklace she confirmed it was EXACTLY what she had been looking for.

That night the dreams continued. I had a dream that I was standing in a large field. It was completely encased in a 12 foot privacy fence. If I had to guess I would say the field was maybe 3 acres. In the middle of the field was an ENORMOUS black snake. This thing had a head the size of a volvo (not kidding) the snake was laying there not moving its body in a few S curves. GIGANTIC snake. On the other side of the field in the back right corner was Lou and Patrick. The snake looked dead but something told me it was alive. I was not scared AT ALL. I started walking towards it and then it began to slowly slither toward me. I backed up into the corner and it continued coming. Lou threw me a trident with 3 points it landed in the ground near me. I pulled it from the earth and when the snake came close enough I stabbed it in the head 3 times. End of dream.

Next dream. I was walking down a very narrow path littered with poison IVY everywhere. (I am hypo allergic) it wasn't only on the ground, it was seeping in like walls from the trees. I was walking at first and then knowing I couldn't avoid it I began running. When I finally got out Lou and Patrick were there and they threw me a canister that somehow was going to cure me. End of dream.

Richard sadly was alone this night. To this day I believe satan did that on purpose. He wanted Richard. This is his dream.
Richard was on a school bus. There was a black man driving it wearing a black suit and they were driving through a very dry desert. The man pointed off across the sands to a hilltop it reminded richard of the sign that reads HOLLYWOOD but it had 7 letters. Richard couldn't make it out due to the heat waves. The man said "that is me, and this is mine." I believe the word read LUCIFER. They pulled up to a silver travel trailer and when the door opened there was a man who resembled Lou but it wasn't Lou. he was wearing bright orange and even his skin had an orangish tint. he had no eye lashes and no eyebrows, he had no hair on his arms. In front of the bus ran a bunch of women scantily dressed. Richard exited the bus. He goes inside with the man in orange. Richard knows in the dream that he has forgotten his whipped cream. The man in orange offers him his. Richard is about to take it, but something about the mans demeanor is too needy. Like he NEEDS Richard to take it. That warns Richard away. The man presses the issue and Richard punches the man in the face. The man first looks furious but quickly changes to a pitiful look. Richard flips out his middle finger and imitating wiping a tear from his face says "cry me a river." End of dream.

It is now Sunday. We have to wait until 12 to buy beer. At around 12:30 we drive into the city of Bastrop and go into HEB. We are standing in the beer isle I am further down and Lou and Richard are near the entrance. Two attractive girls approach them. "are ya'll single?" they asked. My friends confirmed that they were. Then the girls attention switched to me "how about you? are you single?" I smiled politely and told them I was taken. They swapped numbers and we drove back to Cedar Creek. On the way back before we even left Bastrop they were already communicating. "they want to know if they can come over and go swimming." I said I didn't have a problem with it but it had to be after my family went to sleep. "they want directions." I said "not yet, if you give them directions they will come to soon." "they promise they wont" my friends gave them directions. I kid you not. Before 3 pm those girls were at my house. My parents thought they were Luis and Richards girlfriends and they welcomed them with open arms. As we sat around a table for dinner I was seething mad. My family went to bed around 10ish. My little sister slept in my parents room to give more room for us. I was standing in Patricks room talking to April and Lou and one girl were in my room and Richard and the other girl were in my little sisters room.

(this is the dulling down. Those who have ears)

Lou came in to my little brothers room and interrupted my phone call. He said "Jeff I was all about to do this but it was like SHE NEEDED ME TOO, it scared me off" (remember Richards dream?) he said "you better go check on your boy.

I went in to Caseys room and there on the floor in the middle of the room they were. I stopped them (those who have ears) I told them it was time to go. One girl wanted to leave her friend (the one with Richard) I refused and said they needed to leave immediately. I went in to my room and called April back. About a minute later Richard came running in "SNAKE SNAKE SNAKE!" he put his foot on a shelf of my entertainment center and frantically lifted his pant leg. There was nothing. Apparently when he stepped off the stairs to walk them to the car a snake on his right side struck at his left leg but since he was walking his right leg struck the snake in mid stride and it flung harmlessly into the grass.

It wasn't until after they left that we realized what they had been wearing. Both wore black jeans. One wore a black shirt and the other wore a bright orange shirt. No joke.

Lou had enough. He called his brother and asked for a ride home. After his brother picked him up Richard, me and my brother Patrick stayed awake long into the night. Talking over the last few days and absolutely shaken at the implications. God is real. Satan is real. Not only that they have taken a direct interest into our lives. I said, "you know there is only one thing I don't understand." "whats that?" "I never figured out what 3 before the 15 was. I looked at the digital clock. It was exactly 3:15am. I felt sick, I went to the bathroom I splashed my face. Richard and Patrick followed me "whats wrong?" "look at the clock" they looked and turned white as sheets. Tears ran down everyones faces. Patrick asked "Jeff, will you sleep in my room tonight?" "sure" Richard slept on Patricks bed. I slept next to the bed on the floor and Patrick slept next to me on the opposite side. The lights were off. I couldn't sleep. I tried and there was one moment I feel like I kind of drifted off but I was immediately back awake again.

The sky began turning gray with the coming sunrise. I looked at Patrick and he was awake. I whispered "I've been awake all night, I thought you were asleep." Patrick said "me to" Richard said "me to" lol we all lay there for hours awake thinking the others were asleep. We were all too freaked out. Shortly after that came a little knock at the door.

It was little Casey. She said "Jeff, I had a strange dream. I dreamt that I came walking down this hall and Richard was sleeping where he is, you were sleeping where you are and Patrick was sleeping where he is, then I went to my room but in the middle of the floor were two snakes, they slithered in circles like eye balls. One was orange the other was black and a voice said "go get Jeff" so I came in here to wake you up and you got up but you were too tired you lay back down and went to sleep, so I went and got mom but when we came back they were gone."

if you haven't deduced it yet I believe that was that one moment I barely drifted off, you see as long as I was awake I wasn't available for the spirit realm. So when she woke me up actually was that moment I went to sleep and the moment I went to sleep in her dream was the moment I actually woke up. Keep in mind Casey is 7. She didn't know anything about any of this and she went to sleep by 10 how on earth did she know that Richard would be laying in Patricks bed, me on the floor and Patrick next to me, we didn't lay down til after 3:15am.

anyway, thats the story. Thanks for reading.

Oh yeah, remember all those snakes? the infestation for a month or so before this? during those 3 days we only saw one snake a day. One before noon, one after noon and one at night, each were venomous. After that I didn't see another snake for months.

thanks again.
 
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deadtosin,

the powers of darkness are indeed real.
we see many common threads of witchcraft in your stories.
before Christ, both my wife and myself were victims of witchcraft
and satanic ritual.

do you think these past events have any power or influence over you at the present?
do you think that the writing of the events is a purging process that you may
know and understand the ways of the enemy more clearly?

we have both written about our experiences with the demonic forces,
this clearly will give freedom and an understanding of how to be a better warrior for Christ.
 
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"do you think these past events have any power or influence over you at the present?"-Oldthennew

yes, I don't think life changing events ever really lose influence over our lives.


"do you think that the writing of the events is a purging process that you may
know and understand the ways of the enemy more clearly?"-oldthennew

No, I don't think writing about them changes anything for me. I think I have a pretty clear understanding of them. I do believe that the events have helped me to understand the enemy more clearly though.


"this clearly will give freedom and an understanding of how to be a better warrior for Christ.'-oldthennew

I completely agree.

one question for you. Yes witchcraft is vehemently evil, but are all demonic forces witchcraft? why do you call these experiences witchcraft? I thought witchcraft involved as you said "people and rituals" in none of my experiences have I witnessed people performing rituals it always appears strictly of a spiritual origin.
 
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what jeff is saying holds true but my dream is a little off.. everything happend on the bus with me fighting a demonic lou and the cheerleaders whipped cream n all but when i left the bus thats when lucifer proved him self to me and revieled his name on a high hill top like the hollywood sign...


thanx to hwo ever reads this.. i pray vit helps you
 
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i forgot to tell yall that the school building was on the left and the parking lot was on the right.. the silver building was not there..
to tell you the realness of it this is how i found GOD or rather how he found ME!!!
 
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oldthenew

dont forget the devil choosing to step in... cause after the homeless guy blinding jeff and lou the devil decided to step in and force his crazy dreems on us.. just saying look at the whole storie be for you judge whats the bsituation acualy is....

thank you for staying with this post brother


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an old photo of Luis, Richard and me. Left to right.
 
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deadtosin,

I use the term loosely as a sign of disrespect to all that practice it.
the scripture only uses a few terms to describe all the black arts.
there is a multitude of different branches with all kinds of
practices and techniques.

what 'standard documentaries' don't tell you
in the practice of ritual witchcraft,
because they are masters at the art of deception is,
that very often there is an unwilling victim ranging from
child sacrifice, to rites of sexual perversion.
child stealing is one way, or some are born into the
cults or covens.

personally, how they got me is they used their women for bait,
and I willingly took the bait and wound up on their altar.
how did they get me to participate? they would simply
use drugs in food, drink, or smoke.
one of the purposes of this is so that they can render you
helpless and take your memory of the wicked events.
there is an agenda, the first being death, the
actual human sacrifices.
the other is to put upon you a curse, of which many are
written of in the Book of Leviticus.
what this does is it brings one into their fold in ignorance.
it is a very deceptive black arts mind game.
the more curses that they can put upon one,
the more control they have.

we are sharing this with you and praying that we may help you
and others to understand some of the other ways and means
that are common practices of deceit.

once you know what to look for, the evidence is plentiful
and easy to spot.

we are learning from your story.

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okay, and I appreciate it, that is all very alarming. However don't you believe that satan and demons can interact in a humans life without a group of people practicing witchcraft?

I have many different experiences. Many of which directly involving God. Late last year in fact I was living in Dallas, Richard came from Austin to visit me. Long story short he convinced me over one weekend that we should quit our jobs and go on an adventure. Well, my entire life has been an adventure so it wasn't that hard to do. Within a few short weeks we had sold everything and bought survival gear and were dropped off way high in the white mountains of Arizona on an apache reservation. Literally a two hour drive past a ski lodge. So in September 2013 we had thousands of dollars in gear and licenses, no car, no phone and no money. Our plan was to live off the land and work our way slowly off the mountain before the snow came (which has been known to come as early as September.)

To make a long story short, God didn't want us in the mountains. That was obvious as our gear failed from day one. It was monsoon season in the Arizona desert and apparently that directly effects the weather in the mountains on it's eastern border. So torrential weather came like clockwork just before sundown and would stay all night long. Well, shortly in I started getting an ear ache and we hadn't figured out how dry enough food to safely leave the lake and start migrating in to the mountains to get out of there. With the weather it was definitely something else. Before the sun went down we were penned up in our tent.

Well when I started getting my ear ache I told Richard that "dinner was on him" our diet consisted entirely of trout at this point. I asked Richard "would you like to stay in a hotel tonight?" he looked at me with annoyance "I don't think thats an option Jeff unless you have a magic wand in your pocket" "I don't need a magic wand Richard." I went and lay in the tent during the day trying to fight the coming illness. As I lay there an hour or so went by. Richard hadn't caught a single fish this entire trip. He isn't a woodsman and our survival relied greatly on my experience. If I went down not only would I die but Richard would die. Don't forget that snow would be coming soon and when it did the roads get shut down and only snow mobiles get up this far. I decided then that I should hike around the lake to the apache store that sits there (this is Reservation Lake) if anyone wants to google it. This time of year it's closed but I thought maybe I could charge my phone (it was prepaid, so when I say we didn't have a phone, I had a phone but it was useless except as a phone book at this point.

My plan was to charge my phone and then maybe Richard and I could find campers and hitchhike back down to a city, call my sister and have her wire money. (I had given her my electronics and she owed me hundreds)

When I got to the store, there was a mercedes SUV with a boat on a trailor, they were about to pull out and I asked them if they knew where an outlet was outside of the store. "the store is closed this time of year, it runs on a generator, there is no power anywhere. Whats up?" so I told him I was trying to charge my phone. The guy had a car charger for my phone so it began charging and I stood there and we talked. Again to shorten the story, this man gives me 210 dollars. A bag of food the one trout they caught and shakes and such. I go back to Richard, he reels in his pole. That night I tell him we will break camp and leave in the morning. The next day, a camper left his family and drove us the 2 hours to the ski lodge. Accepted no money, the ski lodge was closed but there was an elk camp going on, immediately a guy gave us a ride to the nearest little town. Dropped us off at a hotel. Across the street was an army surplus store. We sold our gear for WAY less than we bought it for but either way just the night before we had 73 cents and were stuck in the woods, now we had 500 dollars and were in a hotel. The next day a man took us to another larger town further down the mountain. We were sitting on the side of the highway with a sign that read PHX and I had money attached to it but nobody stopped. Just before we were going to give up and go find a hotel, I decided to walk down the long driveway to a church that happened to be behind us. I knocked on the door to a little house beside the church. The pastor opened the door.

I asked him if he could write an email to his congregation and we would be willing to pay anyones gas who is already heading down the mountain into the desert. He said the very next morning he was driving all the way to california. Had to go right through phoenix.. He took us within 10 miles of my grandmas house. Never accepted money. When I got there I had a check waiting for me for 700 dollars, a final check from work. I decided I had no reason to go back to Texas, I sent Richard back to Austin and I stayed with my grandparents and got a job. That was September 2013.. on December 25th 2013, my grandmother went to the hospital. She had a tumor on her bladder. On December 31st we found out she had spots on her lungs on January 17th she was dead. I happened to be there and spend priceless months with her. I was there when she found out, I was there when my family came, I was there to say good bye and to pray over her.

God wanted me in Phoenix. The way he got me there was through Richard, and Richard through a camping trip. However He made it clear He didn't want us in the mountains. The moment I decided to leave the mountains we were blessed. That night was the only night we didn't have torrential weather. The stars were high our fire blazed, elk were bugling and we praised God.

Amen.
 
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Tituswithin

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so from your statement it looks like your sharing a life altering event with us and thank you for that. i am also glad you are learning from ours... I will not forget your story.

Thank You Brother!!
 
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oldthennew

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deadtosin,

no doubt, the dark devices are endless.

your story reminded us of a piece we wrote about our
growing in faith and trust in Jesus Christ.

A SIMPLE TEST OF FAITH

It was a very primative time for us, that is, in the beginning.

we had always lived our 'own way.'
GOD had other plans than what we had thought and intended.
it was like learning a new language, a new way of life and thinking.
it was about what was really important, what was of real value,
and what was mere vanity?

Much is vanity that is certain, and our younger years contained a goodly portion.
the more of it you get rid of, the more you see all around you.
it is part of understanding, THE WAY, THE TRUTH AND THE LIFE.

we went through a time of extreme material poverty and this helped us
to understand Spiritual riches to a much greater degree;
no car, no phone, no electricity.
our last one hundred dollars was cast into a blazing fire,
along with a great collection of <stuff>
that we had gathered from previous years.
it was a symbollic dis-connection and un-plugging from sodom and egypt.

the real unplugging is in the heart and mind.

everyone has their own journey, but for us,
the stripping and cleaning-out of outer distractions
sped things along dramatically.

we were made to realize that THE LORD JESUS CHRIST
is the Real Provider of all we possess,
not the illusion of our sodom and gommorah society.

this stripping/down led us to learn how to live and walk
in a very basic and simple manner.
shelter, food, clothing, were a primary concern
and the attaining thereof can be quite difficult
if you can't just hop in the wheels
and go to the store and buy whatever.

we learned gardening, gathering, canning, drying food,
and turning what most would call junk, into usable commodities.
it went on and on.
Jesus just kept teaching us more common sense
about the ancient ways of doing things.

was GOD teaching us how to live in the wilderness?
was He teaching us self/sufficiency?

we certainly learned much.
yes, He was teaching us in our journey
the primitive ways of self-sufficiency.
but this was not the primary lesson that He had in store for us,
He was teaching us complete Spiritual dependency -
throw away the 'carnal/self',
and 'trust-hear-and-obey' The Lord your God.

early on we got a good lesson in hearing;
not the thunderous Voice of power and might echoing through eternity
like a vast multitude speaking as many waters rushing and never ending,
that's easy, that was the Voice the israelites did not want to hear.....
we were to hear and recognize a Still Small Voice.

GOD was leading us and we knew that in the garden
there was a vast abundunce of life & death growing side by side.
needless to say,
our faith was growing by leaps and bounds very quickly.

We would go to a plant, mushrooms, fruits, herbs...
and put one of our hands upon it and wait.
the waiting was important, as this started teaching us patience.
the Still Small Voice used only two words, YEA or NAY,
another built-in lesson on speech,
yea, you can eat this, nay, you cannot....

what kind of garden was this anyway?

well, as eating is necessary, so was this simple test of Faith.
it was repeated quite often and we did die, but not from the eating of the 'wrong tree'.
our 'old selves did die', they died from eating from THE RIGHT TREE
so that our 'new selves' in CHRIST might live,
that we might hear the sound of THE VOICE OF MANY WATERS,
the eternal melody that we always yearn to hear.

we treasure those days of Spiritual/physical battles
that were sometimes so harsh, sometimes so sweet.

poverty,
just a simple twist of faith.

oldthennew'
 
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awesome testimony :) thanks for that! I would love to hear more.