As a small child, I had what I thought was a dream of a blue lady. I would constantly bring it up to my mother and she would keep telling me that it was just a dream. One night at dinner when I was 16, I asked if anybody had ever seen a ghost. I was surprised when my mother said that she had, since she never talked about spiritual things. I asked her when this happened. She said, “Remember that dream of the blue lady that you always talked about? Well, that wasn’t a dream.” She went on to explain that when I was 11 months old, we lived in a community that had a lot of strange people living there that were involved in one form of the occult or another. One hot summer night, around two in the morning, she and my father were awakened by the sound of a lounge chair on the back patio that made a certain noise when someone sat in it. She asked my father to go look and see what was going on, and he said, “Hell no!” So she got up to look out the window, and there was a woman dressed in a blue négligée sitting in the chair. It was my paternal grandmother. The only thing was, she had passed away two weeks earlier. This demon that was impersonating my grandmother came over to the open window and started talking with my mother, then asked to be invited in so it could visit the nursery where I was sleeping. Inexplicably, she allowed it to walk through the wall, and down the hall to my room. My crib was on the same wall as the door, and I remember waking up and seeing our Doberman laying in the middle of the large braided rug, staring at the door. There was a small nightlight on the dresser which illuminated the room just enough for me to see a figure on its hands and knees staring at me. It was just over the threshold of the doorway. It looked like a small woman in a blue nightgown, and the skin was a sickly blue color. Black hair spiked out everywhere, but the most striking feature was the unabashed hatred and malice on this creature’s face as it stared at me. Hollywood will never be able to replicate such pure evil. The eyes were black pits that emanated the darkest hatred and evil I have yet to see to this day. I remember my mother coming in with a broom and sweeping it away, although I don’t know if that actually happened. She never mentioned that part. I do remember, however, that she shared an account that took place a few months before that encounter when we were at the airport to see my father off on a business trip. She said I was crying uncontrollably, and a gentleman with a large port wine stain on his face came over and asked my mother if he could hold me. For some reason, she allowed him to. The moment he took me in his arms, I immediately stopped crying. Whether he was an angel, or simply an obedient servant of the Lord, I’m convinced that I was prayed over, which prevented that demonic creature from coming any closer to me in that crib. After I came to Christ in my early 20s, I shared this experience with a pastor‘s wife, and she said that I was an assignment, and that God circumvented only He knows what from happening, by His grace and mercy. Thank you, Lord, for the power of Your Word, and the blood of Your most precious Son!🙌🏻
@@aroseparade Thank you so much for your kind and encouraging words, Coby. I’ve actually written a few short stories based on biblical accounts of dealing with the demonic. I’m thinking of putting them together as a collection, and Lord willing, get them published.
What an account! A fascinating story. Perhaps you should share this on your own channel and use search terms in the title that will help others find it easily. Edit: I have just seen the other comment from Coby about writing a book. I DID NOT read this properly before I posted what I said above about sharing on your channel.
@@nonshatter7 Nonetheless, I have been thinking about posting videos on my RUclips channel for the longest time, and it didn’t occur to me that maybe I could share the stories via video as well. Thank you for that.
If you would have told me a year ago that these things exist. I would have said you were crazy. People think ghost hunting and getting into the paranormal is cool. Well it's not. I'm praying the price for it. Please let your children know it's dangerous. It can happen to them. May God bless you ❤️
I remember seeing a demon. Many years ago I happened to watch an old horror movie, you know, one of those old dracula/vampire types starring Christopher Lee or Peter Cushing. I believe I was a born again Christian at the time. I don't know why I was watching a horror movie, perhaps I was watching a video of something else which played, ended and reverted back to tv while I slept and woke up. I was just on the verge of sleeping again when I saw something pass in front of my eyes in my semi-sleep phase. It looked like a scarecrow and it was flying on a broomstick, it was small. One of the things I will never forget is the look it had in its eyes as it flew past me. It looked at me with eyes of absolute FEAR. Yes FEAR. It was the type of semi-wide eyed look you might see in someone when, for example, a car or fierce dog is moving rapidly toward them. A terrified look. It looked at me as if it recognised that I could now see it. It was such a fleeting moment that I didn't even react to it, but I did remember. I was taught about demons from a young age and the authority we have over them in Jesus' name (never in our own strength). The scarecrow/demon looked like Worzel Gummidge, a popular kids show back in the 1980s here in the UK. It was an unusual experience that I thought nothing of at the time. Hindsight and study makes me believe this was a demon. I will add one final thing, please take note of this. There was one time, knowing the authority I have over demons in Jesus' name that I acted improperly when I chose to rebuke a demon or demon activity. I can't remember what I was rebuking. What I remember though is that I did it with a certain degree of arrogance as if I was doing it under my own strength and ability. Well I'll tell you what happened. I slept that night in absolute fear and dread, it was one of the worst nights I have ever had. I apologised to the Lord for my attitude and was ok after that. I have never since acted with such arrogance nor do I intend to again. That was the one and only lesson I needed on this but still do act with the authority given to me by the Lord, now with much more humility and faith. I am reminded of the seven sons of Sceva in Acts 19.
According to Got question (what is the church), got questions says, the church is not a building but the body of believers, in short. Yet, on the response to why they let women answer question, the reply was "got questions" is not a church; but isn't got question a part of the body of believers. plus, paul says i suffer a women not to teach...it didn't say not to teach in church.
I didn't believe but do now after a preacher I trust and He knows God was a missionary in Hatti and saw a deamon possession there. In that culture and calling out the deamons as in the Bible when Jesus does this..
Ephesians 4:30 And grieve not the holy Spirit of God, whereby ye are sealed unto the day of redemption. 1 John 2:20 But ye have an unction from the Holy One, and ye know all things.
Agree on the wijee board and tarot cards stay away.. there are devil worshippers even in my small town areas at times. We here and see some of it Total Evil
As a small child, I had what I thought was a dream of a blue lady. I would constantly bring it up to my mother and she would keep telling me that it was just a dream. One night at dinner when I was 16, I asked if anybody had ever seen a ghost. I was surprised when my mother said that she had, since she never talked about spiritual things. I asked her when this happened. She said, “Remember that dream of the blue lady that you always talked about? Well, that wasn’t a dream.” She went on to explain that when I was 11 months old, we lived in a community that had a lot of strange people living there that were involved in one form of the occult or another. One hot summer night, around two in the morning, she and my father were awakened by the sound of a lounge chair on the back patio that made a certain noise when someone sat in it. She asked my father to go look and see what was going on, and he said, “Hell no!” So she got up to look out the window, and there was a woman dressed in a blue négligée sitting in the chair. It was my paternal grandmother. The only thing was, she had passed away two weeks earlier. This demon that was impersonating my grandmother came over to the open window and started talking with my mother, then asked to be invited in so it could visit the nursery where I was sleeping. Inexplicably, she allowed it to walk through the wall, and down the hall to my room. My crib was on the same wall as the door, and I remember waking up and seeing our Doberman laying in the middle of the large braided rug, staring at the door. There was a small nightlight on the dresser which illuminated the room just enough for me to see a figure on its hands and knees staring at me. It was just over the threshold of the doorway. It looked like a small woman in a blue nightgown, and the skin was a sickly blue color. Black hair spiked out everywhere, but the most striking feature was the unabashed hatred and malice on this creature’s face as it stared at me. Hollywood will never be able to replicate such pure evil. The eyes were black pits that emanated the darkest hatred and evil I have yet to see to this day. I remember my mother coming in with a broom and sweeping it away, although I don’t know if that actually happened. She never mentioned that part. I do remember, however, that she shared an account that took place a few months before that encounter when we were at the airport to see my father off on a business trip. She said I was crying uncontrollably, and a gentleman with a large port wine stain on his face came over and asked my mother if he could hold me. For some reason, she allowed him to. The moment he took me in his arms, I immediately stopped crying. Whether he was an angel, or simply an obedient servant of the Lord, I’m convinced that I was prayed over, which prevented that demonic creature from coming any closer to me in that crib. After I came to Christ in my early 20s, I shared this experience with a pastor‘s wife, and she said that I was an assignment, and that God circumvented only He knows what from happening, by His grace and mercy. Thank you, Lord, for the power of Your Word, and the blood of Your most precious Son!🙌🏻
That’s a right-on experience 4sure. You’re well written, perhaps you should write a book 📖👍
@@aroseparade Thank you so much for your kind and encouraging words, Coby. I’ve actually written a few short stories based on biblical accounts of dealing with the demonic. I’m thinking of putting them together as a collection, and Lord willing, get them published.
What an account! A fascinating story. Perhaps you should share this on your own channel and use search terms in the title that will help others find it easily.
Edit: I have just seen the other comment from Coby about writing a book. I DID NOT read this properly before I posted what I said above about sharing on your channel.
@@Revelation-cb1rb A true story.
@@nonshatter7 Nonetheless, I have been thinking about posting videos on my RUclips channel for the longest time, and it didn’t occur to me that maybe I could share the stories via video as well. Thank you for that.
Thank you for staying in The Word. Every Scripture that is spoken in your dialog refreshes us as listeners.
Distraction, Comes between US and Our Father, Creator, Savior ~ He is jealous for you…
Your time in His Word vs. your time with the world
Very helpful thank you!
No weapon formed against me 🛡⚔️
Thank you for Discussion!
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Amen, thank you.
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Amen.
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Makes sense.
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I see.
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Great note.
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Amen, amen.
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Interesting.
Great job fellas!! 🤙🏼
If you would have told me a year ago that these things exist. I would have said you were crazy. People think ghost hunting and getting into the paranormal is cool. Well it's not. I'm praying the price for it. Please let your children know it's dangerous. It can happen to them. May God bless you ❤️
I remember seeing a demon.
Many years ago I happened to watch an old horror movie, you know, one of those old dracula/vampire types starring Christopher Lee or Peter Cushing. I believe I was a born again Christian at the time. I don't know why I was watching a horror movie, perhaps I was watching a video of something else which played, ended and reverted back to tv while I slept and woke up. I was just on the verge of sleeping again when I saw something pass in front of my eyes in my semi-sleep phase. It looked like a scarecrow and it was flying on a broomstick, it was small. One of the things I will never forget is the look it had in its eyes as it flew past me. It looked at me with eyes of absolute FEAR. Yes FEAR. It was the type of semi-wide eyed look you might see in someone when, for example, a car or fierce dog is moving rapidly toward them. A terrified look. It looked at me as if it recognised that I could now see it. It was such a fleeting moment that I didn't even react to it, but I did remember. I was taught about demons from a young age and the authority we have over them in Jesus' name (never in our own strength). The scarecrow/demon looked like Worzel Gummidge, a popular kids show back in the 1980s here in the UK.
It was an unusual experience that I thought nothing of at the time. Hindsight and study makes me believe this was a demon.
I will add one final thing, please take note of this. There was one time, knowing the authority I have over demons in Jesus' name that I acted improperly when I chose to rebuke a demon or demon activity. I can't remember what I was rebuking. What I remember though is that I did it with a certain degree of arrogance as if I was doing it under my own strength and ability. Well I'll tell you what happened. I slept that night in absolute fear and dread, it was one of the worst nights I have ever had. I apologised to the Lord for my attitude and was ok after that. I have never since acted with such arrogance nor do I intend to again. That was the one and only lesson I needed on this but still do act with the authority given to me by the Lord, now with much more humility and faith. I am reminded of the seven sons of Sceva in Acts 19.
I totally believe you, and interestingly enough, one of my short stories is based upon the seven sons of Sceva
So what is a practical example of demons in the life of a disciple ...is anger a demon or devil?
@riikerman so in the context of Ephesians 4:26-27 is anger a devil to not give opportunity to?
According to Got question (what is the church), got questions says, the church is not a building but the body of believers, in short. Yet, on the response to why they let women answer question, the reply was "got questions" is not a church; but isn't got question a part of the body of believers. plus, paul says i suffer a women not to teach...it didn't say not to teach in church.
I didn't believe but do now after a preacher I trust and He knows God was a missionary in Hatti and saw a deamon possession there. In that culture and calling out the deamons as in the Bible when Jesus does this..
Aren't demon's the unclean spirit's of the children of Angel's and human women? 🤔 Angel's don't need a human body to get into..
Ephesians 4:30
And grieve not the holy Spirit of God, whereby ye are sealed unto the day of redemption.
1 John 2:20
But ye have an unction from the Holy One, and ye know all things.
There is a distinction between evil spirits and fallen angels.
Agree on the wijee board and tarot cards stay away.. there are devil worshippers even in my small town areas at times. We here and see some of it Total Evil
Steal, kIll, destroy vs. Peace, Love, Joy ❤️🔥
Master of Deception
Father of Lies
Seduction from God
You should advisably study elocution