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I was born and raised in the Lutheran Church. My father was a Minister. At age 11 I found a paphlet on spells and charms. I played with one of the spells and thought it was a joke. But it was no joke.
My room became haunted. I saw things and heard things. I dont wish to eleborate too much so as not to glorify satan. During this time I also had my first vision. Through the years I got closer to God and the haunted room and stuff became just a memory.
As the years went by there were still times when I was psychic. Like when my wife gave birth to twins we couldnt agree on names. Finally we came up with two names but then my wife asked me "who gets which name?" I knew "twin A" would be socially adept and "twin b" would not have an easy life. I based who got which name on that.
I few years after they were born I backslide, and I backslide for more than 10 years until I nearly lost all faith. Then I started to have visions again. After awhile I became able to control it. I could have a vision when I chose and could lpsychicly look at anything or anyone. I even had dramatic dreams that later came true in the media. I also could predict death.
As I continued to lose more and more of my faith I started to dislike christians. I started to hangout with other psychics, neo-pagans and occultists. I started to do cold readings with people I had never met. Most of them were women. I felt that there was nothing wrong with being a psychic. After all it was a gift, right?
One woman emailed me for help. She told me that she would have spells were she would black out and when she was coming to, she would have a vision of her baby in a coffin. We finally chatted via yahoo messenger. I started the reading... I told her of her dog from her child hood and I told her the dogs name, Jack. I asked why she was such a sad baby? She said her dad was always drunk and angry. etc,etc.
At the first reading I never figured out what was wrong with her baby girl. The next day as I was driving home, I scanned the babys body with my mind, in a vision to see if I could find an illness. I scanned her liver, nothing. I scanned her brain, nothing. After awhile, I scanned her whole body as a whole and not just parts. Suddenly I saw a demon wave his hand at me gesturing for me not to look here. I broke off the vision and thought, "WOW, what was that!" I again tried the same thing but this time I saw many demons as tho they were mining into her spirit. I told the young mother, The problem is demons and I asked her to contact another psychic to verify what I said. The other psychic said the same thing. After that I never heard from her again.
Around this time my house became haunted. The haunting was mostly in my room. I dont want to get into what all happened, I've said enough details already. Suffice it to say that I "fixed" the haunting but then had constant visions of a demon. After this I was solidly tormented day and nite. I started drinking heavily. I was a mess. I need help.
Who could I go to and tell this bizarre story to? I felt no lutheran or any other protestant would believe me. So I went to a catholic church to speak with a priest about getting help. As I started to tell my story to the priest abruply stopped me. "Don't you know what you are doing?" he snapped. "You are involved with the occult and you need to stop it right now or I can't help you at all!" He showed me some scrpitures to prove his point. He in an instant convinced me that the reason why I could do what I did was because a demon was assisting. I had belived a lie.
My deliverance has taken over two years now and it is still a fight. Now I am much better but it is still a battle. I am now an active christian and helping others out of spiritual bondage.
My room became haunted. I saw things and heard things. I dont wish to eleborate too much so as not to glorify satan. During this time I also had my first vision. Through the years I got closer to God and the haunted room and stuff became just a memory.
As the years went by there were still times when I was psychic. Like when my wife gave birth to twins we couldnt agree on names. Finally we came up with two names but then my wife asked me "who gets which name?" I knew "twin A" would be socially adept and "twin b" would not have an easy life. I based who got which name on that.
I few years after they were born I backslide, and I backslide for more than 10 years until I nearly lost all faith. Then I started to have visions again. After awhile I became able to control it. I could have a vision when I chose and could lpsychicly look at anything or anyone. I even had dramatic dreams that later came true in the media. I also could predict death.
As I continued to lose more and more of my faith I started to dislike christians. I started to hangout with other psychics, neo-pagans and occultists. I started to do cold readings with people I had never met. Most of them were women. I felt that there was nothing wrong with being a psychic. After all it was a gift, right?
One woman emailed me for help. She told me that she would have spells were she would black out and when she was coming to, she would have a vision of her baby in a coffin. We finally chatted via yahoo messenger. I started the reading... I told her of her dog from her child hood and I told her the dogs name, Jack. I asked why she was such a sad baby? She said her dad was always drunk and angry. etc,etc.
At the first reading I never figured out what was wrong with her baby girl. The next day as I was driving home, I scanned the babys body with my mind, in a vision to see if I could find an illness. I scanned her liver, nothing. I scanned her brain, nothing. After awhile, I scanned her whole body as a whole and not just parts. Suddenly I saw a demon wave his hand at me gesturing for me not to look here. I broke off the vision and thought, "WOW, what was that!" I again tried the same thing but this time I saw many demons as tho they were mining into her spirit. I told the young mother, The problem is demons and I asked her to contact another psychic to verify what I said. The other psychic said the same thing. After that I never heard from her again.
Around this time my house became haunted. The haunting was mostly in my room. I dont want to get into what all happened, I've said enough details already. Suffice it to say that I "fixed" the haunting but then had constant visions of a demon. After this I was solidly tormented day and nite. I started drinking heavily. I was a mess. I need help.
Who could I go to and tell this bizarre story to? I felt no lutheran or any other protestant would believe me. So I went to a catholic church to speak with a priest about getting help. As I started to tell my story to the priest abruply stopped me. "Don't you know what you are doing?" he snapped. "You are involved with the occult and you need to stop it right now or I can't help you at all!" He showed me some scrpitures to prove his point. He in an instant convinced me that the reason why I could do what I did was because a demon was assisting. I had belived a lie.
My deliverance has taken over two years now and it is still a fight. Now I am much better but it is still a battle. I am now an active christian and helping others out of spiritual bondage.
