The Uninvited LOUD Music

So, I was cleaning the house this morning, Tuesday April 7th, 2015 at 8:40am, and after I had put a load of clothes in the washer and one in the dryer I started to head to the kitchen to wash my dishes. 

I had woken up this morning with a horrible stabbing behind my right eye. It really hurt and it kept throbbing as I was doing my house work. I was trying to ignore it as much as I could but it was really beginning to be bothersome.

I thought, oh well, I better get these few dishes done so I can go put my head on the pillow for a moment and rest my eye.

It always takes a moment for the water to get hot, so I started  wiping down the counter waiting for the water to heat up in the sink. GOD forbid I should waste a moment, right! 

I was unaware that the next few moments would be epic in my day.

 

I was standing in front of the window in the kitchen and I was watching the birds on a neighbors dock as I started to wash the popcorn bowls in the now hot water, from the night before. I finished the first one and laid it in the drainer and as I picked up the second bowl, I heard music playing in the house. I heard a very loud song being played in my living room, which is directly behind me as I stood in the kitchen. The song was getting louder, so loud it sounded as though it was coming from a huge speaker.

I thought to myself, we don't have a huge speaker in the living room, so where is that coming from? 

I knew my phone was in the bedroom, so I knew something was wrong here. The T.V. was off and the lap top was closed!

Where is this music coming from?

I had never heard this song before and I was trying to place it from something or somewhere, but with no luck. It wasn't the type of music I would ever choose to listen to. It had words but I was baffled at the loudness of it and I didn't pay much attention to what the words were.

It got louder still and it frightened me, it got so loud it was unreal!

 I dropped the popcorn bowl in the sink and finally spun around to see where this loud music was coming from!

As I turned to confront the music, I shut the water off in the sink and instantly the music stopped. I approached the front room and I looked out the front window to see if it could have been a car stereo going by, but there was no car. If there would have been a car I would still hear the music after shutting off the water!

But the music stopped at the exact moment I shut the water off!

 

I walked into the living room and stood there for a moment.

The hair on the back of my neck was standing straight up and I felt as if there was a lighting bolt going through me.

I felt electrified somehow.  

I spoke openly and said out loud in the living room,

Lord JESUS, what was that?  

I just stood still. Waiting for a reply. I heard no reply.

I felt a bit of fear, so I quickly rebuked the feeling and went to the bedroom to get my phone to call my room mate and explain what was happening in case something more began to happen.

 

After I shared what had just taken place I hung the phone up.

I went back into the living room and waited a moment more.

 Still nothing. My eye hurt so bad I thought I would have to go lay down and close it immediately. It was just pounding.

What was happening here?

I instantly went back to the kitchen to do the dishes.

There was no music.

I'm not sure what had caused the loud music. It was a country type of tune. Very odd. Nothing I had ever heard before and in a man's voice. The words were superfluous. They didn't mean anything to me of what I could remember. But now I cannot for the life of me even remember one word I heard. It was so sudden and strange.

 

Often odd things happen, but why? That's always my question.

Perhaps it will come to me in another form or situation.

Or is it that I need to literally "Face the music" about something?

I'm in prayer for an answer.

Our GOD is the GOD of humor actually!

The Roach

Let me start by saying I do not like bugs!

 

So, it must have been the summer of 1990. I was home alone and getting ready to settle down for the night.

I had just taken a shower and was ready to turn the shower water off, when I noticed something moving near the faucet.

To my amazement it was a huge, did I say huge, brown cockroach!

This was the mother of all roaches, and believe me living in Florida, I had seen my fair share of those guys!

 

This one was at least 3 inches long and almost 2 inches wide.

I have no idea where it came from, it looked like it was from near the water spigot. I never see bugs in the house,  we spray often as do all Floridians.  I thought to myself, I've got to kill this thing so it doesn't grow bigger, move in, and have a million babies!

YUK!

 

I jumped out of the shower and let out a scream! The Roach flew right at me. It landed in my hair! I was freaking out and jumping a jig like you could not believe. I heard the wings flapping near my ear....UGH! I was Screaming!! I had serious air under my feet!

I felt it in my wet hair on the right side and flicked it off of me.

It was so darn creepy! I just kept screaming!

 

This roach's wing span was so large I could hear it flying away from me. It was an eerie sound.

I ran into my bedroom and closed the door. I was trying to get my clothes on quickly so I could go after the darn bug. I could literally hear it flying in the hall near my bedroom door. I was completely in disbelief that a roach would be sitting in my hallway as if it were waiting for me! I thought to myself, O.K., this is weird. I feel as if this bug is taunting me. I quickly dressed and grabbed a shoe and opened the bedroom door in search of the monster roach only to find it on the wall in plain sight in the hallway. Exactly where I thought I heard him land! I ran at the roach flailing my shoe and missed the darn thing as he scurried off.

How did I miss a roach that big?

It then flew around and came at me again as I ran down the hall! This thing has nerve I thought!

I'm literally running from a roach!

I ran into the kitchen and I saw it coming right at me now. I was ducking and hitting at the air trying to nail this guy.

Again I was like, "You're kidding me" this bug seems to be seeking me out and attacking me! With that I thought O.K. I'm getting the big guns out! I went for the "RAID" spray under the kitchen sink! I felt sure I could get this guy now. The hair on my neck was standing straight up!

I was hoping it would work! Please GOD please!!!

 

I saw him running on the counter in the kitchen and sprayed towards him. Off he flew in to the living room. I went after him towards the living room and lost sight of him for as moment.

I had to find him. It's do or die at this point!

All of a sudden there he was in the air coming right at me again!

This is pure insanity!

I felt that this was more than a bug at this point.

NO BUG attacks you! They usually run and try to get away from you. At least most hide for heavens sake! Not this guy though. He was coming right at me over and over throughout this process!

I started to really get serious now.  I was so afraid of this bug! Enough is enough! I ran right at him again flailing my shoe all over the place and missing him by just a tad.

 

DARN!!

He then flew towards the den and I ran after him spraying as I went in his general direction. I was ingesting more Raid than he was...I could hear him flapping his wings and making a ruckus. I grabbed my shoe again and started to smack at him. He was running at break neck speed on the floor away from me now.

I wondered when is that RAID going to kick in?

Come on!

He seemed unaffected by it thus far. Again he flew up and almost landed on me, no kidding. I could hear him flying all around me in the room as I turned every which way to get the buggar!

I finally caught sight of him and sprayed him again. This time he fell to the ground and I wacked him with my shoe! Finally he was dead. Finally a victory! The hair on the back of my neck could now settle down a bit!

It took me all of ten minutes running through the house to capture this bug! He was no ordinary bug that's for sure!

My floors were soaked with Raid!

I had never had an experience like that and have never had one since then. Thank GOD!

Florida is a roach haven with all the Palm trees and tropical foliage, but seriously this was a strange sequence of events here.

I will never forget that day and what I went through.

It was my will against the will of the cockroach.

Once is enough for me for a lifetime!

And I thought only ghosts and demons chased me!

I'm now wondering if demons can inhabit roaches?

Life is certainly strange this side of the veil.



The Demoniac

 

It was 1986. I was on my way to work at 8:00 a.m. on a beautiful Wednesday morning. It was just a gorgeous day and I was only a block from work when I noticed I was driving on fumes!

I thought to myself I better stop in here at the neighborhood convenience store to get gas so I can make it home tonight.

I was really low on gas and I didn't want to risk the car not starting after work.

I pulled into the station and got out of the car to pump my gas. I was in a crochet white dress and was trying to be careful not to get it dirty.

As I was standing pumping my gas,

I heard a man say to me in a raspy dark voice, move over lady and let me pump your gas for you so you don't get your pretty little white dress all dirty.

I smiled at him and said, "No thank you sir, I've got this"!

 

Then he came over to where I was standing and tried to take the pump hose right out of my hand he was aggressive about it as well. This was really bizarre!

I said to him loudly, "hand's off buddy, I told you, I have this"!

I was firm but thought maybe he was just trying to be nice.

 

He all of a sudden started cursing at me. He yelled out loud, very loud I might add, "you bitch", his face was all contorted. His voice was like that of a drunk, he went on to say, "I was just trying to help you, you bitches are all the same"!

I could smell heavy alcohol on his breath now, and I had a very bad feeling just looking into his empty eyes! 

He seemed possessed. Really possessed. Something was very wrong with this man. He was up to something.

 I said back to him, "I said, No thank you sir" looking directly into his empty eyes.

He said again in an ugly almost growling tone, "all you bitches are the same"! F___k You!

Then he said a few more ugly things about me and walked over to my passenger door and tried to get in my car! No kidding!

That absolutely shocked me! I could not believe what I was seeing!

What kind of a nut am I dealing with here I wondered?

 

 He found that the door was locked so he kicked my door really hard with the heel of his foot in his anger. I was watching him as I was pumping my gas, so I stopped pumping immediately and said, "Hey get away from my car mister", what the hell is wrong with you?  I was very firm. I hung the pump up and  locked my drivers side door and ran into the station to pay for my gas and report this creepy weird man. I was in disbelief of what had just transpired!

 

 

When I got into the store I asked at the girl behind the counter to please call the police as there was a strange man at the pump outside who was harassing me and I told her he kicked in my passenger side car door. I also mentioned  to her I was concerned for other patrons that he might cause them trouble as well.

(Little did I know, it was all just starting to get very strange!)

I swear, it was like living in the twilight zone!

The odd young looking woman behind the counter just ignored me. She glanced up at me like saying "Don't bother me lady".  She was busy selling cigarettes and coffee for the working men who were in the store in line in front of me. A rather long line I might add. I could see that, I know she was busy but this was serious, I needed help NOW!

I thought to myself, what the heck is this?

The  real twilight zone for God's sake?  

No one here seems to care what is happening to me!

People literally ignored me. They were completely unconcerned!

I felt so alone and singled out! Tears were coming down my cheeks, I was beyond frustrated!

I pleaded with her once again to please call the police. I was really shaken by what had happened, I told her I was late for work and I had to get going.

The woman behind the counter glanced out to where my car was but the man was not near it at that moment, she said in a very nonchalant way, "what man"? She was still checking out other patrons who seemed oblivious to what I had just dealt with so I said the guy out there in the dark T-shirt. I said please help me out  here, he's really creepy!

The clerk acted still as if I were the problem here!

 

I went back to the car after I put my ten dollars down on the counter for my gas and I went to get back to my car to head off to work.

 

When I got to my car the man was now standing in front of my car door, like he owned it! I asked him to step away from my car. He said in a mean and very ugly voice, almost a growl, "Noooo"!

I told him I had asked the clerk to call the police, so get away from my car, he spit at me, and he got right up in my face as he seemed very upset with me and started cursing obscenities at me again. That was very frightening! Never had anyone ever spoken like that to me. It was a demonic growl.

 I said again, "get away from my car buddy and leave me alone"!

I held tight on to my purse and went to move him away from the door, he shoved me back away. I could hardly believe this guy, first he spit at me, which was horrifying and now he was pushing me!

 I was beyond mad! This man would not let me get into my own car. He was trying to get in it himself!  I could see he was acting as if it were his!

 

Thank GOD I had locked it before I went into the store.

 I ran back into the store, I said to the clerk again, please call the police NOW, this weird man spit at me and will not let me get into my own car!

 With that the man came into the store behind me and said loudly so everyone could hear, "Aww, come on honey, I know your mad at me but come on now, let's leave these people alone here".

SHOCKED, I prayed right then, GOD help me!

 

I was completely flabbergasted! I thought to myself, what the hell is he talking about. I said "LOOK MISTER" I don't know who you are, get away from me and stay away from my car, you're absolutely crazy!

 Leave me alone!

 

The lady behind the counter acted as if I were the one who was acting nut's! I was so confused and mad I could hardly contain my anger! How dare this jerk pull this crap on me I thought! What are these people thinking? What else had he said to make me look crazy? I looked at the girl behind the counter again and said CALL THE POLICE! PLEASE! My face was red with anger, I could feel my blood boiling.  I'm sure she started to wonder what "WAS" really going on!! I yelled at her again, I don't know this crazy man and I'm late for work!

 

I immediately headed back out to my car got in quickly and locked the door. I started the engine and went to pull out of the gas station onto 54th Ave North, as I tried to make a right the cars that were slowing for the stop light would not let me out of the station. 

 The traffic was backed up from the light on the corner and I was delayed pulling out onto the street. As I waited for the cars to let me in so I could turn right, the man came running from the convenience store and tried to open my passenger door again. He banged on the window hard and kicked my door really hard again with his heel! I heard the door make a strange sound.

I knew he had made a dent in my door. I started to cry!

(This is my only car and I worked so hard to keep it nice, this really made me angry!)

 I was able to pull out onto the street now, but before I could get through the light it turned red. Again I was stopped in front of the convenience store and gas station. To my utter surprise the man came running again up to my car and came to my driver side window this time and tried to hit it really hard to break it. Over and over again he pounded on my window. He still had that demonic look on his face like he was crazed. He was literally foaming at the mouth spitting and screaming obscenities at me the entire time.

I rebuked him in the name of JESUS and begged GOD to help me!

I was crying and screaming at the man to leave me alone!

 

With that he jumped on the hood of my car and pulled the windshield wipers straight up and bent them down. I tried to move the car forward with the light having changed to green, but he would not get off the hood of the car, The obscenities were absurd! He was actually licking the front windshield making crazed faces and spitting all over it!

This is utter madness I thought, what has possessed this man to attack me? Why aren't any of the people around me helping me? It was so confusing. It was like I was in hell!

  I stopped the car (as I didn't want to have him fall off the car and roll over him), shut it off and grabbed my key and got out of the car, pushed the lock down and slammed the door closed and screamed at him to "get off my car" and leave me alone! (He had just ruined my wiper blades! I was horrified!)

 I ran to the Semi truck that had stopped behind me at the light and said Sir, Sir, Please help me, this man is ruining my car and has attacked me! I don't even know him! Please help me sir! I was crying and begging the man for help. I was desperate. I will never forget how I felt at that moment, I was grasping for hope! He looked down from his high window and said in a unconcerned voice, "lady I'm on the clock", I can't help you, I'm in a hurry could you please pull your vehicle out of the middle of the road!

Again I was shocked! Stunned! No one was helping me. Am I in America? I was suffering this mad man all alone. WHY?

With that I ran to get back into my car. The weird man was on the grass in front of the gas station now, he saw the trucker was not going to help me and he headed for my car again, but I got there first. Jumped in and locked the door. My heart was pounding as he made his way towards my car again. He then kicked my car again, and I kept on screaming at him from the inside of my car to leave me alone!

It was about a minute later I saw the police car lights approaching, there were two cars, they pulled into the gas station and walked over to the crazy man. Thank GOD I thought, help is FINALLY here! They talked with him for a minute or two. Then one officer motioned for me to get out of my car and walk over to him. I got out and locked my car and left it right where it was in the intersection at the light. He motioned for me to move my car out of the intersection to the side of the gas station. So I did.

 

 The officer then asked me what the fighting was all about?

 I said, "are you kidding me"?

 I only came here to get gas this morning and this mad man attacked me, I told him I didn't need his help and he went berserk! Spit at me and kicked my car door in, shoved me and has not stopped cursing at me with the foulest of obscenities! Ruined my wiper blades and has screamed obscenities at me the whole time.  The Officer then said to me, is he your husband? I said, WHAT? "NO absolutely not",

 I have no idea who he is! I'm single!

 

He asked me again, Do you know him? I said "Hell No"! Why do you think I know him? Then he asked me what his name was? I could hardly believe this, help was here and now even they are questioning me! So I said to the cop, you have to be kidding me, I have no clue what his name is? 

He then asked me, "does he know your name"?

 I replied "No"!  I honestly have no idea who the idiot is! The cop did not seem to know who to believe, the crazy man or me.

How bizarre was that!

I had no idea what the store clerk told the police officer, so I was truly upset with this whole situation.

I again cried out to GOD, Please help me!

 

All of a sudden out of no where a little old thin white haired man with an extremely kind face came up to the cop and said, The woman here is telling the truth. I watched what she went through from this store over at the end of the strip and I know she has no idea who that man is. He was here long before she pulled in. He approached her as she was getting gas.

I was so grateful for the old man coming forward. I burst into tears!

Thank GOD! Finally someone is helping me! It was like the spell from this demoniac was instantly lifted and HOPE abounded!

 

The cop then asked me to show him my drivers license, so I got it from my purse in the car. He said O.K. I see your name is Teri, is that right, I said "yes", that is right. So then the officer walked over to the weird man and said so, you claim this is your wife huh?

The man said to the officer, "Yes, it is, she's just mad at me"!

Then the officer said, well then if this is your wife, what's her name? The man went silent and said "well I call her Susie".  The cop said, O.K. but what is Susie's real name?  The man was silent again for a minute and in a muffled voice said, Linda. The Cop said what's her last name, The man said I don't know. The cop said to the man, turn around..... He then hand cuffed the man.

 He walked back over to me and handed me back my drivers license. He asked me if I wanted to press charges on the man for what he did to my car. I said No, I don't ever want to see this idiot or  have to deal with him again ever. I was now one hour late for work! Exhausted and angry, I was released by the police officer.

I drove away from that intersection knowing that I had come face to face with a demonic entity that had possession of this strange man. I learned a lot from the experience but wish I hadn't had to endure it!

Be careful ladies, you never know what can happen to you even in broad daylight with many people in plain sight! Demonic possession can happen to people as this experience taught me.

It seemed like time had stood still there that beautiful morning.

Possessed people only have the upper hand until divine appointments take over. I am grateful to GOD for HIS help and deliverance from that poor possessed man. He went to the officers car spitting and growling. Thank GOD it wasn't my problem any longer.

I composed myself and headed off to work.

GOD had answered my prayers.

 

Night of the Feathers

 

So, it was the winter of 2014, I was living on the Lake in New Port Richey, FL, and had been enjoying a monthly magazine edition I always read from front to back when it comes in.

I had sat down somewhere around 4:00 p.m. and started reading when I had gotten the magazine in the mail and now it was late in the evening and very cold outside.

  I could hear the wind blowing through the trees and howling at the windows.  I laid my magazine down and started getting ready for bed.

I was intrigued by an article in the magazine I had read that spoke of paranormal happenings,

 such as "how you know" when a loved one who has passed is near.

 

I read this article with a raised eyebrow as I thought, I wonder if any of this has ever actually "Really" ever been proven?

One way the article mentioned you know when someone is near, is that you'll see pennies often lying around. I thought to myself, "well gee" I see pennies all the time and I pick them up too, so what could that mean?

Another way to tell if your loved ones who have crossed over are near is that you'll smell their perfume or hear their favorite song. I again thought, well, I hear old songs all the time, does that mean people who have passed are always near me because of the songs I hear?

Another was that you'll see feathers. I laughed when I read that one as I said, Oh Please, feathers, really?

How silly is that? I hardly ever see feathers! Just once in a blue moon maybe. I never hear of anyone seeing feathers. I just laughed it off as a crazy magazine article, but this was just too much, feathers, "really"! 

 

It was getting late and I needed to get ready for bed. So I got up to brush my teeth and retire for the evening and I laid the magazine back down again. I laughed and said out loud in the bathroom as I started brushing my teeth, well, Mom, let's see if you can muster up a feather or two for me tonight.

I just laughed and headed in to bed. How ridiculous! My Mom had passed 7 years earlier, I wondered if she would show up and sprinkle a feather or two around for me!

Sometime after 3:00 in the morning my room mate came into the room and pulled my covers up for me as the heat had gone off and he was making sure I stayed warm throughout the night. It had really gotten cold this night and another cold front was on it's way.

 

 That night as I slept soundly I awoke for some reason, so I got up around 3:30 a.m. to use the rest room. The house was dark, cold and quite. I didn't want to wake anyone in the house so I kept the lights off.  I glanced at myself in the mirror in the bathroom, It was really dark but I thought I saw something white in my hair but I was so tired, I didn't want to turn the light on, so I was in and out of the bathroom in less than a minute. I wanted to go right back into my warm bed and go back to sleep.

 

The next morning  I awoke around 7:00 a.m. and as I opened my eyes I saw a sea of white! 

To my utter surprise I was covered in feathers. They were all over my bed, in my hair, all over the pillow and even on the floor everywhere!

I could not believe my eyes!

FEATHERS WERE EVERYWHERE!

Little white feathers.

I called out to my room mate and said come and see these feathers! I hadn't told him about the article I had read the night before. I hadn't mentioned my conversation with my Mother either.

What happened here?

This was extremely strange.

My room mate then said, last night as I pulled the comforter up over your shoulders I must have ripped the down open. I laughed and said, what are the odds that I had read that particular article about the feathers and then asked my Mom to muster a couple up for me? How strange was that coincidence? I am not really a believer in coincidences but this really had my attention.

I just laughed and shook my head. Had my Mom enrolled my room mate to help her cover me in feathers? What is one to believe?

I'll leave that up to you to decide. What are the odds on that very night out of a million that I would ask for a sign of feathers?

We live in a strange world with many odd happenings. This is just another one of mine.

 

 

 

The Tornadic Experience

 

So, it was 2007, I was working for a very stuffy corporation, but I was having a blast.  Everyday I came to work the staff and I would have long talks while we worked about spiritual things and GOD and all that was happening in the world. It was so much fun talking and sharing about some of my many experiences, and theirs, that we all looked forward to the time every day when we could chat a bit at our breaks. It always felt like an anointed special time.

 

As time went on, this gathering was growing, the staff would come to my desk and we just knew this was "Talk time" everyone would have their cup of coffee in hand and they would ask me to share something about my spiritual experiences, PLEASE!!

 

One day as I was sharing one experience in particular something very strange started to happen. My lovely female boss started crying. She opened up like a flood gate, tears were flowing and shared that she wanted to "Get her life back in spiritual order". She said she had drifted away from what she knew as a young lady and wanted to come back to the faith she once had.

I spent everyday for a month during break times talking with her alone in her office and sharing Bible verses that would help repair the brokenness she felt. It was one of the most beautiful times in my life to see her humbled and lovingly working out her situations one by one. I had only known her from working with her here at the office and yet it was like I had known her all my life. I often said to her, I felt like I was led there to this position by GOD himself!

Each person who worked there slowly came to the same place and they all shared how grateful they were that The LORD had led me there to work with them all.

It was a special two years. Anointed if you will. Charged with energy and spiritual awakening. I couldn't wait to get to work everyday, I wanted to see what the LORD would do next!!

We all felt that way. We all felt the energy, it was like divine appointments were taking place each day.

Somehow I knew this time was limited here, but I wanted to my best for the Kingdom!

 

One morning as we were having a time of sharing during our fifteen minute break,  my boss called me into her large office privately and said,

"please show me where the scripture is that leads me to repentance".

 

I headed back to my desk to grab my Bible and my coffee cup, I knew this was a special moment in her life, she was very serious about changing her direction in life, right now, in this moment! 

 I quickly found the verse she was speaking of,

I turned to walk back into her office with the bible in one hand  opened to the requested verse and my coffee in the other hand.

 

As I turned toward her office it seemed as if time were standing still. This was strange!

A very powerful feeling came over me.

I saw her in her room seated behind her desk looking at me approaching her, I was now walking through the door of her office.

Everything seemed odd.

 

All of a sudden a huge rush of wind came at me from the left side of the wall in her room, it hit me so hard it threw me towards the ground on the right side of the wall near her desk. This was a very big room, it was a bit of a distance from one wall to the next. Before I hit the ground I tried to steady myself, but the force was so strong. I tried to not hit the chairs directly in front of her desk, I fought against the force, It was strange, very bizarre. I tried to put my coffee down after being hit by balancing my hand to prevent spillage! That wasn't possible, I spilled it all down the front of me but managed to set the cup on her desk without breaking it as I was being hurled, literally thrown by force towards the floor. 

I saw my bosses face as I was being shoved from the left to the right, she was in sheer horror and screaming as she witnessed all this! She was screaming my name over and over as my body was shoved into the wall. Her eyes were wide open and she looked as if she saw a ghost! She was horrified, I could see it in her eyes! She watched me being pushed by this wind sharply towards the wall and the floor! She ran over to me as I was thrown against the wall and tried to help me get up. She said through her tears, "what was that"? What just happened here? How could that strong force come after you from nowhere? How did it get in my office?

How could it throw you like that? I saw what it did to you Teri with my own two eyes, but how?  WHY?

 

 By now all the ladies were standing at the door of her office glaring inside. They were all terrified as my boss explained to them what she had just witnessed take place through her tears and horror!

One of the women was trembling as she watched it from the back side. She was speechless.

I slowly came to my feet with my bosses help and the room was spinning, just spinning. 

I tried to steady myself. 

 I had been hit so hard from the left side of my body it took my breath away, I was fighting it the whole time. But I couldn't stand against the force that hit me. I smacked my head hard on the wall as I fell to the floor!

It was so strange however, It was wind that hit me. Like a tornado. It didn't hurt me initially it caught me up and spun me, then it just threw me against the wall.

That hurt a bit!

It almost knocked me completely out. My head hit the wall first, I felt as if there were a hand holding me there, and then I just slid down the wall from my neck to my shoulder, HARD and fast.

My boss was crying and shaking from what she had just seen, her hands were shaking so hard she sat down in one of the chairs in front of her desk to gather herself. The ladies at the door were still terrified. They said they heard the boss yelling and it frightened them so. They said it was like sheer horror in her scream.

They all looked to afraid to enter the room!

I became very angry. VERY ANGRY!

 I stood to my feet and said to everyone, that was satan, some demonic force!

He is very unhappy with what is transpiring here.

Obviously my bosses conversion is going to make a huge difference in the lives of many. The impact that it had on the staff alone was already profound.

I knew as I stood there the gates of hell itself cannot stand against the plans of the great and powerful GOD I serve.

It became apparent to me that this was an anointed moment in time I and all these present will never forget.  

The enemy was defeated. I had won this battle, but evil was certainly not happy about it. My boss quickly recited the scripture I came to the room to share with her as her voice trembled. It was done! I assured her we were all fine and this was just a demonic attack.

 

I am so grateful for that moment in time. GOD'S power was shown to everyone in the office that day and made an amazing impact on all who experienced it. What was meant to scare us all quickly turned into a victory lesson.

GOD is good! What an honor to serve HIM!

TRUTH is always stranger than fiction!

Blacker than Black.

 

So, it was late 1969, I was looking for an apartment to rent. I was living in St. Petersburg, Florida. I looked for two weeks for something large enough and close enough to my work.  I finally found one on 9th Street North, it was perfect, a huge over the garage apartment that had plenty of space and an open floor plan that I was looking for. Very cool and old! But there was one problem. It had a huge black wall in the main living room. This color wasn't a color I would have ever chosen to paint in a living room, or on any wall for that matter, but I decided to take the apartment anyway.

It struck as me as odd. It made me feel strange somehow. It was unsettling. I couldn't stop glancing at it while I was with the little old lady renting it to me. I didn't want to say anything negative about it, so I just kept quite. Why would someone paint a wall that size black? Why would someone do that? I thought to myself.

 

I had a few friends stop by after I got settled and moved in. They all loved the wall, to my surprise, they thought it was cool. I still hadn't wanted it there. I thought about painting it as soon as I could get the money together for a good primer and paint! I knew I wouldn't get reimbursed for the cost, so I hesitated.

 

It seemed that every night as I sat in my living room I would see something moving in the wall. It would catch my peripheral vision. It was blacker than black. It moved from the corner to the center of the wall. It was really weird. Did I see that? Or was my mind playing tricks on me? I know I saw that! It was such a big wall. I choose to ignore it, as I thought to myself, how crazy is that.

There's nothing there, it's just a wall, Painted black.

 

How wrong I was!

 

After about two months I had accepted the wall as a necessary evil. I kind of ignored it and found myself in my bedroom more than in the living room so I didn't have to look at it. I didn't want the wall to distract me, or freak me out. It seemed that something was going on in that wall!

I also got a room mate soon after moving in.  She told me one night how she hated the black wall and we needed to paint it. I agreed, but time and money were hard to come by as we were both working long days and doing school as well. Money was limited and we just never got around to making that happen.

 

One night we decided to have a group of friends over for a party. Sometime during the night while  about eight of us were hanging out, a guy friend shouted out loud, "Hey, I think I just saw something moving on that wall"! I said, "really"? He replied, "I know I did, it went from the corner of the wall to the middle of the wall and stopped"!

I hated to hear this as it confirmed my deepest fear, this is exactly what I had thought I had seen. And my room mate also said, that wall is so creepy it makes me so uneasy. Another friend yelled out, "That's the beer talking dude", and again he said. "No way, I know what I saw, that's really creepy, let's get the hell out of here"! I asked him to show me where it was now, he replied, I cant see it now, but it was there!

I told them all I had seen something there as well, it was blacker than the black wall, and again the friend said, Yes, exactly. It was blacker than the wall!

 We all left. We went out to the beach and talked about the wall all night long.

 

Well, you can imagine how weird that was for me. I didn't want to go home until it was daylight.

I had hoped if I ignored the wall and what I thought I saw, it would just go away. But deep down inside I had no peace about this apartment.

At that time in my life I didn't know how to cleanse or handle this sort of thing. I was freaked out but just decided I would paint the wall for sure now or just move out immediately.

 

I decided to move, as the wall seemed to be intimidating me. It took up too much time in my thoughts and I didn't want to waste the money on painting. The landlord would never reimburse me. But what was the real issue here I wondered? Had someone died in this apartment and slumped over on that wall, or worse? Was there angry energy there? Why had the last tenant painted it black? What caused this shadow black figure to repeat it's walking cycle?

I didn't want to know!

 

I moved out and lost my deposit money on the apartment that week. It was a lot of money to loose for me but my peace of mind was more important than wasting money on painting this rental. I wasn't sure painting that wall was the answer. My room mate left a day before I did. The last night I spent there I had another friend stay with me over night. I had had many incidences in my life thus far with odd happenings and bizarre voices. I just wanted it all to go away from me!

Everyone had a very negative feeling towards that wall. It was good to know for my own peace of mind, it wasn't just me.

 

Every now and then throughout my life I would drive by that apartment and just stare at it for a moment or two. Remembering what I suffered there.

Then one day I drove past it again, and to my surprise it was being demolished.

The apartment never was the same after what ever energy once lived there.  

Now it was being demolished. I wondered why? Was everyone afraid to be there? This was back in the day before hauntings were hip! I wish I would have found out more about the apartment.

I didn't ask anyone about why the apartment was being demolished as I didn't want anyone to think I was crazy. But now I so wish I would have.

Who was that figure that was blacker than the black wall?

I'll never know. Maybe....

 

 

The Possesion

 

So, it was the school year of 1967. I had a very bad year that year with many emotional changes going on. Sickness as well. I was on the brink of all that life had for me. I had experienced heart ache at this young age and disappointments one after the other that year.

I began to fall ill in the early portion of the year. I was diagnosed with Mononucleosis, then the Doctors thought it was something else, but they were never  able to find out what was actually going on. I fainted once at school and just felt bad all over. I ended up in the late summer being sent to a special natural doctor who was a local man who ended up doing a myriad of tests on me. He was diligent and I was told was one of the best. however he was unable to find out any exact diagnosis on me so the tests continued. I seemed to be at his office more than not on any given week.

 

I was eventually sent to the hospital under his care. He was there everyday ordering more tests.  I went through so many horrible tests there. I felt like a human pin cushion. It was painful! I missed a lot of school throughout the year from my symptoms. Which I was never sure just what they were! I wondered what the heck is going on with me. I started to feel a bit better finally, but they kept testing me. I was getting may needles throughout the day and night. Steroids and other drugs.

I started wondering "why aren't I normal like everyone else"? What are they looking for? When will they find it? When will the needles stop? I just wanted to get out of this hospital!

 

I think that's normal thinking for children to think after all the testing and confinement for so long. After all, life was going on outside this hospital room and I wasn't in it with all my friends. I was stuck here. Alone, bored, except for the nurses. They were very nice to me. Go home and be left alone!

 

I remember one afternoon as I sat looking out the hospital room window, the doctor and my Mom came in to the room together, they had been talking out of the room in the hall for over an hour. I couldn't make out what they were saying, but it didn't sound good. They both stood over my bed now and I was shocked to hear the doctor say to my Mom, "Mary, the only thing I can assume here is that this is a spiritual issue going on in this child". She seems healthy from all the tests we have done but, I have seen this happen once before. Something isn't right. She is experiencing spiritual internal warfare of some sort. Similar to a possession. She goes through strange health issues that are not detectible before hand and then, there just simply gone!

WHAT? I thought to myself! Excuse me, WHAT! I couldn't believe my ears! Possession? What the heck is that! How does that happen?

I had no clue what they were talking about. I actually thought to myself, You must be kidding me! I'm laying here going through all these painful tests, getting shot after shot of prednisone bag after bag of something through I.V. and this is spiritual?

I saw that as my "OUT" of the hospital card!

So I took it! Right then and there, I found my voice! 

I had no idea what all that meant however, but

I said to them both, If there is nothing wrong with me, Why am I here for so long? Why all the medications? What is this all about? I want to go home!

 

I said to my Mom the minute the doctor left the room, I know you love this doctor and trust and respect him but let me come home today, I'm well,  and I will take it easy at home.

She agreed, gathered up my things and checked me out.

 

I will admit, The spiritual things that begun to happen that year to me were truly off the charts. I wondered if this happened because of subliminal suggestion from others?

But that would not answer for the experiences that were happening without my control. 

Things I had no knowledge of.

I wish the doctor was alive today as I would love to go back and talk to him about all I was experiencing then. Little did I know then that something spiritual was the right  diagnosis, but no one understood then what truly was happening to me.

It taught me early on that strange things can happen to very normal people and it wasn't fair!

Thus I studied demonology and the wisdom of the Bible.

 

I actually did get deliverance from something that was attacking me from an evil entity through a church I went to. This was the beginning of my Deliverance understanding and study of Demonology. While everybody else was afraid to face these spiritual battles, I embraced and overcame them through the knowledge of the HOLY SPIRIT!

 

I hope sharing this will help someone today. This life is so much more than what meets the eye. Our bodies go through changes as our mind is opened to experiences. We see things we cannot un see. We experience things that open our eyes and change us from within. Sometimes those changes are hard to deal with. They don't fit the norm. They are outside of the box if you will. It's hard to understand and accept. But none the less these things happen. Probably to all of us at some point.

 

This is what was happening to me at this time in m life, combined with a slight illness that I had contracted at school and it was made into a huge financially draining ordeal, but yet I learned the spiritual wakening was also happening at the same time and became a part of the diagnosis. Interesting life we live for sure.

My mind was open to a much bigger picture than most could comprehend then, it was overwhelming at times for me to grasp. But my life took a turn back then, and headed down a path that has become my story. And I keep evolving in the knowledge that comes to me.

We are all walking each other home, only from different perspectives of this life that we all live together in, here and now.

I often heard audible instructions that were positive and protective. I also heard warnings that were accurate. I saw dead people who were giving me messages, some I didn't want, some I did. I saw things young children should never see and I experienced the real world terrors of ungodly people.

 

If you can relate don't freak out! Pray! GOD never leads us down a path without teaching us something of great value. It's easy to see now that I'm older and I look back at the big picture.

It was hard to see and understand then, but is now history and knowledge.

Life is a journey and we must move forward!