The Unwanted Presence

It was the spring of 1993. I was at home and sitting  in my bedroom on my bed reading. The day was spent and night was falling. The sun was setting and the room had that wonderful warm evening glow coming in from the windows.  My favorite time of day. There was a dim light from my bedside table providing just enough extra light for reading. I was deep into one of the last pages before I was going to quit for the night. When all of a sudden  I saw something move to my left near the bedroom door.

I looked up to see something that was almost unbelievable to me. Standing there in my bedroom doorway was my Mothers Mom,
  my Grandmother! 
That was such a shock to see I can tell you. She had been dead for a few years at that point. How could she just appear here in my doorway? And why? She was just standing there. Not smiling really, just looking at me reading on the bed. It was an odd glare.

 

I wanted to smile and welcome her, that was my first notion, but then I thought to myself, NO way!

It came to my thoughts that while she was alive she had caused so many uncomfortable scenarios for my Mother and myself. She was always a harsh woman towards my Mom. I never heard my Mom share loving memories of my Grandmother. It seemed as if whenever my Mom needed her she was never there for her. She had been less than loving towards me as well for most of my life.

I figured my Grandmother must have had a rough time of things herself, but I could never understand her being course with me about it. I did not contribute to her life issues, why treat me so cold?  She had treated my Mother horribly while my Mom was young. My Mother often shared with me sad stories about feeling lonely and un loved by her Mother. She had many bad experiences at home with siblings and her Mother would chastise her and not the others. Her memories were always so sad. It broke my heart to hear those stories. Yet my Grandmother was so kind to her other daughters and their siblings. It was a painful undertow at every meeting with her throughout my life.

 

So as I saw her standing there the first words out of my mouth were NO! Oh NO!

You don't come to me like this I thought! Why are you here I screamed out at her? Are you here to ask for my apologies, for the misery you spread around? To say how sorry you are for the way you treated my Mother in this life? NO, I screamed!
I looked at her standing there as I was literally yelling at this ghost in my doorway!

I continued yelling, "Your choices here are done, they are OVER"!

I don't want to discuss any repentance with you now!

Shame on you for hurting everyone. Shame on you for causing so much sadness!
I sat straight up and threw my arm out and pointed at her and said loudly

GO, GO NOW, go away from me. DON'T return here!
 

I watched my Grandmother standing there dressed like she always had the whole time in human form while I was yelling all this anger towards her from my heart. She was wearing a dress I had seen her in while she was alive. She didn't have her glasses on, but she was a bit overweight still and old looking. Her skin hung on her face as it did before she passed at 96 years old. She wasn't at all what I would have thought someone from the other side would look like. She looked lonely, sad, and distressed.
She was looking down at the floor now, she would not make eye contact with me once I yelled to go away.

She was very certain I was so angry with her!
 

All the hurt, all the loneliness she caused, all the agony she spread, the unapproved glances she gave and the distance she kept from those who loved and needed her, was not O.K. with me.

The worst of it was that she would always throw her cheek up and over to the left for us to kiss as we would come to visit her as if to say, come kiss me and then go sit down and shut up! She didn't smile, she wasn't warm and I never liked her judgmental stares. Who would? She never drew me out or asked me questions. There was no love, no concern shown towards any of us children. She never included me in any of her conversations. It was clearly as if I didn't even exist and she always made my Mom feel so uncomfortable.

How dare her come here now, interrupt me reading my good book and ask what of me?
I just wanted her out of my house!
 

The truth is I had no idea why she came and I wasn't about to let her tell me. I knew deep down in my heart this time was NOT the right time to make any amends with me. It was not a proper time. But when is? I just wanted to unleash all that at her to let her know what I felt for a change. I never had the opportunity to tell her while she was alive. I was always so kind and loving towards her. I respected her because my Mother told me too. But these were my terms now. I wasn't ready to hear what she had to say.

 

Her apparition began backing out of the room slowly as she continued to look straight down at the floor. She did not look at me again, and after a few moments, she simply faded away right before my very eyes! That was a bit freaky. But I was glad she was finally gone.

 

I got right on the phone and called my Mother! I told her Grandma was just here, (imagine her shock hearing that)! She gasped as I told her. I told her everything that had just happened. I told her how I shouted at her and shamed her. I could hear my Mom crying through the phone. I said, Mom are you crying? Why are you crying? I didn't let her say anything more to hurt you or I! I let her know what a witch she had been in this life time. I threw her out of here! Just like she always shut you and I out. 
 My Mother then spoke very softly through her tears and said, "Teri, why didn't you just at least let her tell you what she was there for"?
 

I got real quite, I started searching my soul for that answer. I didn't have one.  I was so preoccupied with my own pain and anger towards my grandmother.  I didn't  consider why this woman had come to me in the first place. Where had she come from? How did she get here? I never even considered asking here that.

Call me crazy, but it just seemed like the right thing to do at that moment. After all, how am I suppose to know how to act when the unexpected happens? Where's the rule book? I could clearly see what my Mom was trying to relay to me. Kindness should have come first. It was my first thought, briefly. But I was not able to be in a kind place at that moment. I had hoped my Mom would have been proud of me and understood. She did say so, as to comfort me, It's O.K. Teri, you did what you had to do, perhaps she will come again later in life? Now she knows how she hurt you first hand. Maybe she will have some growing to do herself, wherever she is?
 

It's been many years since my Grandmother dropped in to see me. I think I'd finally be ready to address her. The jury could still be out on that, but I think I am ready.

Isn't it odd this life? What with the spiritual always knocking at your door and then just the normal daily routines of life mixing in, we never know what is just around the corner.

We truly are spiritual beings on a human journey!
Walking each other home.



Truth is STRANGER than fiction

Truth is STRANGER than fiction.

I had just gotten home from an all day trip out of town to do a house cleansing from a very strong entity which had overtaken a young girl here in Florida when I had this odd account happen to me.  The young girl had been plagued by this dark taunting spirit which was appearing frequently to her and  now her younger brother. Their mother contacted me to come release her daughter and son as they had tried everything and everyone to no avail. The mother reported that they had invited  pastors, clergy, psychic's, mediums and séances to free the home and children and it was all making things much worse. Much worse!

My team and I agreed to go immediately to help this sweet family get deliverance from this vexing spirit. What happened that day was another paranormal experience I want to share with you.

The night before I went to their home I had this very strong over powering dark, demonic entity come to me in a dream. It was strong, very dark and secure in it's stance against me. I fought it in the name of JESUS all night long. Over and over it came at me. I was tenacious and came against it with the power of the LORD and great faith. It was no easy battle however, it seemed to be a fight against will's. Unrelenting I thought as I fought this spirit. But after what seemed like hours, the victory was mine in the name of JESUS and I woke up exhausted and prepared for the long trip out of town to this desperately waiting young family. I often get dreams like this before I go to a home. Usually even before the person contacts me, I've already done the battle and won.

When I entered the home I proceeded with great expectations of locating and delivering these young children and home from this enemy I had fought throughout the evening the night before. I was extremely confident having already obtained the Victory throughout the previous evening. However it was an all day exhausting affair. The spirit was difficult to locate as it was here and then there and changing forms throughout the day. It was elusive and it knew why I was there! Once I located and rebuked the spirit and all was established I stayed and prayed with the family and cleansed and anointed the home. When I left the home I felt I had complete control of the spirit and home situation. It was finished.

Weary from a full day of spiritual activity and involvement, and little sleep the night before, I headed home with my team and I went straight to bed. I truly was exhausted, the long trip to the home and the experience had wiped me out.

As I closed my eyes to reflect on the day and get some much needed rest I had a dark, large, frightening and strong facial apparition come at me with incredible force and speed. I knew who this was. I wasn't afraid, but I was angry!  I looked it right in the eyes and said "get out of here in the name of JESUS, get right out that front door, NOW". Get OUT!

(I had only had this happen one time before in the early 70's after a deliverance I was a part of. I was trained how to handle these attacks. The "follow you home" syndrome. I don't allow spirits to harass me for an instant. You cannot entertain them for a moment!)

I then rolled over in my bed and fell fast asleep.

The next morning I awoke at about 6:00 am to send off one of the team members who were heading off to work, and as I opened the front door to my surprise there were thousands of dead bugs everywhere all over the front porch. Literally thousands of little black bugs everywhere! Just outside the front door.

It was then that I remembered and shared with my team member that I had cast an entity last night that attacked me right out the front door. I was certain this is what had killed all these bugs. I am certain as the demonic entity exited my home it took this mass of bugs in it's anger, as nothing like this has ever happened in all the time I have lived at this address before. Not even one bug was ever found dead at the front door. I cast that entity out the front door and it somehow caused thousands of bugs to die and fall right where I cast it out. I am sharing the photo I took that very morning from one area where the bugs could be easily seen. We had not sprayed or done anything to cause this phenomenon. It was a clear and obvious sign to me of the night before and the casting out of the entity.

Entity's do have power and they have some dominion depending on the situation. Never assume you can handle them alone. Get help if you are experiencing any hauntings, trauma or physical aggression.

These situations call for trained and able people to cleanse and cast out the apparitions. They do exist. They won't leave unless the demonologist has the power to cleanse and deliver. Without the correct help you could be making matters much worse and find yourself possessed. 

 I am available along with my team or depending where you are we can make a suggestion for you to get real help.

 

The only power on this earth for real deliverance is in "the name of JESUS". It's the only name respected by the enemy and evil forces, and HIS power can and will set you free from these terrifying demonic experiences.

Don't worry, JESUS is not the Hollywood hyped up or TV rated version of deliverence. HE is the answer and has the power to deliver you....NOW

 

I have not since been harassed at all by this spirit that attacked me.

I am free of any fear of it as well. It's the covering that only the LORD can provide that keeps me safe and secure.