Dealing with Demons: Testimony of Witness Two
Introduction and Chapter 1: Dealing With Demons
Introduction
If I don't start this now, I never will.
My entire life, Jesus was hidden from me. Though I lived in a Christian community, Jesus was shrouded by wealth and consumerism. In my home, though we had some level of morals and values, Jesus was hidden by neglect, materialism, and lack of love. In my teens, though Jesus's law was widely known in the world, it was deeply hidden by an evil society that hated Him (and continues to hate Him).
Everything in my life was put against me to deny Jesus, especially during my childhood, teens, and early 20s.
Before I begin my testimony, I want to show you, however, some evidence that Jesus was always with me, even before I came to him.
I was an avid writer growing up, and I stumbled upon some of my old journals. I found this passage, though I do not remember writing it:
You see, the miracle of this is that I didn't know Jesus in any way shape or form at the time. I didn't see His image anywhere in the outside world, I didn't go to church, and I wasn't raised with Him on any level. No one in my family is truly Christian even to this day, so in other words, I had the world completely against me when it came to finding Christ.
Yet, somehow, he was always there, waiting for me to seek Him.
This is a book that I am writing in post and posting "live" for the world to see. Ultimately, when all the chapters are finished, I will combine it into one book. For now, I wanted to start with demonic forces in my life in order to help those out there struggling with demons.
Chapter 1: Dealing with Demons
This is part of my testimony that largely involves demonic and Satanic influences in my life. It is a miracle I found Jesus and became Christian, as I believe their goal was (and still is) to kill me - or get me in a state of desperation where I cannot work for God. Jesus, I pray that you protect me from any demonic forces as I write this, and that my message is received well by the reader. This is all a true story.
Remember, demons are real, no matter what your modern church has told you. In fact, we rarely hear lectures about demons at church, yet they exist amongst us and within those around us. In the end times, many have abandoned the faith for doctrines of demons, meaning that many "churches" claiming to represent Christ often contain nothing more than demon-possessed pastors, preachers, and members giving people a false word in order to deceive them into hell.
Here is my warning for anyone reading - Yes, Christians can be influenced or even possessed by demons. Sin, especially, can open you up to demons, so do not think this post is not for you. If anything, if you are thinking, “I couldn’t possibly have any demonic forces influencing me!”, you may want to read my testimony more thoroughly.
Remember, though, even the demons believe in one God and they shudder, and they must all bow down to the name of Jesus - the most powerful name in the universe.
My Testimony - Dealing with Demons in Early Childhood
I grew up in a very anti-Christian home. One of my earliest memories as a young girl was my mom proclaiming Jesus isn’t real. This is while she was drinking. I remember wondering, in my childhood innocence, “Who is Jesus?” That was a powerful moment for me because it influenced me forever. If my mom didn’t believe in Jesus, why should I? Parents, fathers especially, are commanded to bring their children up with the instruction of the Lord, yet that did not happen in my childhood in any way.
In my early, early years, I would consider my childhood “Matilda-like.” I do not want to demonize my parents, as they had many good qualities. However, I need to tell the truth. Now that I am older, I understand how difficult parenthood is, and I forgive my parents for anything and everything. I think they did the best with what they understood at the time. I also believe they were products of abuse in their own lives, and unfortunately, abuse is often generational. Further, I believe it is possible that my family has generational curses that I have been working on breaking.
Now, going back to what I mean by “Matilda-like”, I was a very lonely child and my parents were really never around. They were working a lot. I was often babysat by my older sister, and she was very resentful toward me because of this. She would tie us up, beat us up, mock us, and make our lives a living hell while my parents worked. I was scared to say or do anything that would anger her, and I remember longingly waiting for my mom to come home, staring out the window blankly. I also forgive my sister, as she was just a product of abuse, as well. Forgiveness is an important tenet of removing demons in your life
My mom was never happy. That is what I remember about her. She was a beautiful woman, but she had many demons, and this was one of my lessons in life. Women, we need to care more about ourselves than our vanity, as our looks will not matter on our deathbeds. I will go back to my mom in another part of this testimony, but let’s just say she had a very painful, brutal, and lonely death, and her beauty did not save her in the end, but I believe Jesus did.
Most of the day I was hiding from my sister, and I was alone a lot. I remember one of my earliest memories - I had excitedly learned how to count to 100, and I went to my mom to exclaim this. She replied, “I don’t want to listen to all of that!”
I forgive my mom, but I believe this experience can sum up my childhood easily. My parents weren’t really around, and I was left to my own devices. So going back to the Matilda archetype, in many ways I became gifted. I taught myself everything. I learned to sew as a little girl, without anyone teaching me. I was always thinking, always wondering. I was later tested into the gifted program, and I believe this was actually because of the independence I had. Even though I was a late reader and “late bloomer”, the one thing my dad did well was drop me off at the library, and I had hours to explore books and language. I remember begging my mom to get me a puppy journal with a lock and key, and in first grade, I wrote my first journal entry. “I was on the news today!”, I excitedly proclaimed, and I have been writing ever since.
So, again, my testimony isn't about demonizing my parents or my family in any way. I still love them and forgive them, even if they don't or can't love and forgive me.
When people complain about their childhoods, we must remember that God gives us certain circumstances for a reason. I could sit here forever and explore the abuse I dealt with as a child, but the point of this is that I overcame it all. However, that isn’t to say we should justify abuse or deny the pain I experienced. Due to severe trauma in my life, I spent much of it recovering, trying to figure out how to move past the pain. Don’t get me wrong - there were many consequences for the abuse in my life that erupted later in life in various ways. I will come back to this all later, but I just want the reader to understand a few things:
- I was neglected as a child.
- My parents did not pray for me - there was no belief in God in my home.
- I believe I was sexually abused as a young girl.
- My mom was miserable, always screaming.
- I was alone a lot, but the one thing I gained was a love for reading and writing. I was a creative and inventive child.
The point is that my childhood opened doors. When our parents don’t pray for us, when they don’t seek God for us, we are left to worldly devices.
My dad, I now believe, is where many of my demons arose. My dad was highly interested in the paranormal, and while we never talked about God in our home, ghosts were a central part of our childhood.
From an early age, my dad would tell me stories of ghosts, even singing songs to us about a “white lady” in the dark night. I now believe this was an incantation, whether he realized it or not.
Ghost manifestations happened often in our home, and my dad seemed to invite them. He was fascinated by the paranormal, and we were always told that these beings were real, and perhaps, even needed our help.
I started seeing other beings at an early age, and I believe my dad was aware of that. We would hear footsteps in our home, lights would turn on and off for no reason, and we even received a message from my dead grandmother on our answering machine. These are just some of the experiences, but the point is that my dad was the one who invited these beings. Because of this invitation, as his daughter, I was influenced by them.
Still, I remember as a little girl, despite not knowing anything about Jesus, I understood how to pray. I remember praying to God before bed, even though nobody taught me that. I didn’t see that on TV. I didn’t go to church. I believe this shows that God puts His word in our hearts, so we are without excuse.
Now that I am older, I believe none of these beings are good, and all should be cast out. Demons can take on many forms - ghosts, aliens, spirits, etc. There are no "good" spirits or anything like that. All of that is a lie to deceive people. Yes, they can act good at times, to gain your trust, but in the end, these forces are not here for good. They are here for evil. And what is important to note is that anybody who tells you otherwise is simply lying. Remember, even Satan can disguise himself as a being of light. There is no “white magick” - there is no good in any of these occult practices. They are all evil, and God detests them all.
Demons Dominating
In my teens, I did everything I could to escape my home, including working full-time and essentially living at my friends’ houses. Eventually, my dad moved us to another state, which was devastating for me, and this is when things grew much darker in my life.
As I grew older, my dad was a large influence on my spiritual beliefs. With my sisters, he did not often discuss spiritual matters, but with me he did. He left me spiritual texts to read in my spare time including the Bhagavad Gita, an important Hindu text, as well as many Buddhists books. He had me read mountains of books and texts about near death experiences, new age spirituality, and anything - anything but Christianity. He had a large influence on my views, and at the time, I will say this is 100% true - I hated Christianity. I remember laughing at those who could believe in a Christian God. Instead, I felt superior with my agnostic, Buddhist, Hindu, new age beliefs. Still, I thank my God for helping me develop into an avid reader and writer; in fact, the area I was considered gifted in when tested in high school was writing.
My dad’s beliefs grew stranger as I grew older in my teenage years. He started to become even more fascinated with the paranormal world, and he wanted me to take interest in this, too. You see, without solid backing, I was open to anything.
I believe this is the point in my life where demons were really introduced to me, though I suspect my dad had been participating in things in my life that I cannot fully prove. However, the following events I speak of are real and true, and I have no reason to lie about these stories -- I have nothing to gain -- not fame, fortune, or anything. If anything, this testimony will anger the demons and Satan even more, but I know that Jesus is protecting me.
Going back to the story, my dad started experimenting with seances, voice recorders, and other paranormal gadgets that he purchased online. He often watched those paranormal shows on TV, and he became fascinated with ghost hunting. He became convinced that we could help these spirits move on to “the other side” as they were stuck and needed our help.
You see, when you don’t have the foundation of the Bible, you can believe just about anything regarding these spirits. That is why so many different doctrines exist, but they are all doctrines of demons.
One day, I was looking through some pictures of my mother, and in the picture, I noticed that there was a dark figure - a man with a hat standing behind her. For context, there was no man other than my dad in the house, and he is the one who took the picture. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I called up my dad, and he seemed very pleased and excited. If you know anything about demons, this “phantom hat man” is notoriously creepy and evil, and we were both convinced this was the “man” in the picture.
From that point on, he became obsessed with communicating with this man, and he wanted me to be involved. I reluctantly agreed, as I wanted to please my father. I wish he knew that I always wanted to please him, but it seemed as though I was never really good enough for him.
This is part of the control my father had over me in my life. I always wanted to please him, and I had difficulty saying no to him. My father, despite our relationship, I admit, is a very intelligent man. He is an excellent writer, and he has extreme intelligence and a high IQ. I believe he handed down these traits to me; however, what could have been used for good in his life was ultimately used for evil (even if he does not see it this way).
He started to invite me to these seances, which took place in my bedroom. He believed this is where most of the activity occurred. He set out a tape recorder, and for whatever reason, I was very key to this communication. I believe this is because he understood my spiritual capacity and developing faith in spirituality. My dad prayed to these spirits and opened the doors of the communication. He had me speak to them and ask them questions.
When we were done with the sessions, we would pray to them and ask them generic questions. When we played the recordings back, we were able to hear their answers. Even though our ears could not hear what they said, the technology could.
We learned that there was a man and a girl. This man told us he wanted to kill us and he was angry. Once in a while, we would hear a little girl spirit talk. However, I believe this was just manipulation and not really a little girl. I believe this “girl” spirit was used to manipulate my dad to have empathy for the demons.
One day, my dad asked one of the spirits to walk through my body. I now understand this was the way he has controlled me all of these years, through this spirit that entered my body. I didn’t understand the power of this moment at the time. I truly felt something enter my body and ran out of my room scared. Because I had no protection or foundation in my beliefs, this spirit, or demon, easily entered me.
My dad seemed joyous and excited, as he now had control over me in ways I could not understand. Was this his intention? I really will never know for sure. If I asked him these questions now, he would label me crazy or say I was inventing stories, perhaps.
I believe he used this spirit to control my life, my emotions, the men I was with - my destiny. He was able to control where I worked, even, and I was always in close proximity to him.
Again, was he aware this was what he was doing? Was or is he possessed by demons himself? That is the problem with these demons. If you have a demon, it's likely somebody else in your family has one, too, and they'll do anything they can to protect those demons, the only things they really know.
As the years progressed, I grew increasingly miserable, but I didn’t understand why. I decided to seek the truth, and that is where the true war with my father began.
More Demonic Possession
School has always been my escape. I excelled in school, and I resorted to perfectionism in grades and academics for a sense of fulfillment. I graduated with a 4.0 in high school, college, and graduate school. This isn't to brag. Rather, it is to show readers I developed an unhealthy perfectionism in my life to have a sense of fulfillment and longing that would never come. Plus, it shows readers not all Christians are "uneducated" or "ignorant" of the world. I am very knowledgeable by the world's standards; however, I just have realized over time that the worldly education is mostly full of lies.
Just to note, there's nothing wrong with getting good grades and succeeding. There is something wrong, however, when that is what you idolize - and I did.
At the end of high school, I met a man that would change my life forever. Since I was so desperately seeking love and fulfillment, this tall and handsome stranger deceived me easily.
It’s interesting - the first time I met him, I HATED him. I thought, “I never want to talk to that guy” when I had a class with him.
At the beginning of the summer after I graduated, he randomly showed up at my door, which I never expected.
To make this story simple for the reader, because I was so desperate to be loved, I just was not discerning. I wanted to escape my father, and this man showered me with love and affection. He “love bombed” me at the beginning of the relationship, which often happens in abusive relationships.
One night, he invited me over, and I was wearing a beautiful pink, sparkly dress. He wanted to have sex, and I told him I didn’t want to. He didn’t care. He raped me, though it wasn’t a violent rape scene like one would imagine. It was quick and to the point, and I felt disgusted afterward, but I quickly fell asleep.
The next day, upon waking, I thought, “Well, I guess I have to be with him now.” I treated sex really importantly, despite my lack of Christian values at the time, and I never had sex with a man I didn’t love. So, to me, this meant that I was his. It’s all very strange, but through the rape, I believe he possessed me with another demon that made me his, hence why many men rape women and why rape is very common in Satanic rituals.
After this rape, in about a month’s time, he started to change. He started drinking and his anger intensified. He would often go into fits of rage and throw things but I ignored all of these signs, truly wanting to believe he was my one and only.
One night I was at a party with him and his friends. I drank a little, but he drank to a state of blackout and was completely passed out drunk with his buddy. I fell asleep on the couch, and when I woke up, I saw shadow men surrounding him. I wasn't dreaming. I was fully awake and completely sober at that point. I think I wasn’t supposed to see them and I heard them angrily whispering, and they quickly disappeared. I believe that he was controlled by these shadow people through his drinking.
One day, he and his family were planning a party. He invited his ex-girlfriend, and I was extremely jealous. He beat me with a broomstick to put me in my place.
After this event, I was completely in his control out of fear and demonic forces. I sincerely was a lost soul just trying to survive. It was strange, though, since I didn’t have a family, it was like I still would rather have his family than nothing. I didn’t want to be alone. I just wanted to be loved.
The beatings intensified over the three-year relationship and I became completely disassociated. At the time, I kept a journal and I never recorded any of this. I just recorded only the good. I never said he beat me or hit me or spoke of the disgusting sexual acts he would perform with me.
I felt trapped and I didn’t know about God. I never asked God for help. I can’t tell you why, but nothing in my mind ever even told me to consider God. Nothing. It was like there was just a demon in my mind completely blocking me from seeking help.
Despite this, I have no doubt now that God saved me many times. There were many times he almost choked me or beat me to death. There are many times I should have died but didn’t.
During this time, on the outside, I seemed fine. I went to work and college, but the truth is that I was trapped with this man, whom I believe obtained control over me through demonic forces. I remember one night lying in his room, completely despondent. I remember lying in filth on his floor, and my life just felt shattered.
There was one final beating that pushed me over the edge somehow. This time, he beat me in front of his mother and aunt, and they didn’t do anything to help. Finally, I woke up, and I knew that if I didn’t escape this man would kill me.
I developed a plan to escape, but the truth is, God was operating to free me from him the whole time. I am going to stop this part of the story here, as it is for another chapter in my book about my love and relationships.
What I want readers to take away from this is:
- I was able to escape by the grace of God. I found another man, but that’s for another story.
- I was left with many demons from this relationship that I didn’t understand were in me.
- I now had demons from both my father and this man following me everywhere I went.
Still, I had a new lease on life. I graduated college, got a job, and escaped him. Still, I was far from saved.
Seeking Truth
While the next few years of my life I prospered in a worldly way, the truth was my soul was dying. I finished my Master’s degree and my career was steady. I was with a man I thought I loved. On the outside, I had it all. It seemed, even, some envied my life. I was always partying, always happy, always traveling, and always exploring.
Still, inside, I was dying. I really was. Despite my outward appearance, I actually was very lonely and had no real friends. I spent almost all of my time reading and trying to understand evil in the world. In fact, after work, that’s pretty much all I started doing. I tested all forms of spirituality, even trying a witchcraft spell to make friends - that’s how lonely I was! I literally tried some type of interdimensional cup spell because I was so lonely and desperate for companionship. The spell temporarily worked, but it left me more lonely than ever.
To give you context, my dad, despite his control, hated me! He hated everything about me and we were always fighting. At this point, my mom was recently diagnosed with deadly cancer, and my relationship with her had completely changed. She was in no capacity, mentally or physically, to be there for me as a mother. This is an entirely different story that I will write about later, but I think that my dad’s witchcraft had something to do with her cancer and, later, her death.
While I didn't talk a lot about how my dad abused me in my life, I want to summarize it here. My dad had a Jekyll and Hyde personality. To everyone else, he seemed like this great man. To me, he constantly screamed at me, belittled me, and he made me feel worthless. He was a control freak in every way, and he had a severe temper. The best way I can summarize my dad is with a few experiences.
When I was in first grade, I remember him telling my mom my thighs were very fat. This was very traumatizing as I was just a little girl, and I mean it - I wasn't fat in any capacity. My dad made sure to belittle my appearance at every turn, and this was a way to control me through my self-esteem.
I remember for Christmas one year I decided to write him a heartfelt letter thanking him for certain things. I gave it to him, expecting him to hug me, and maybe even cry tears of joy. No - he just laughed mockingly and left the room. I have no idea what was going through his head at the moment, and even if I misinterpreted his reaction, it was still very odd.
My dad's temper would get out of control and he would say terrible things to me. At any moment he my scream at me and call me a slut, whore, or bitch. We never knew when he was going to lose his temper.
I could keep going on, but I just want readers to understand that though my dad had loving moments, there was a flip side to him that was very cruel. I think that set me up for future abusive relationships, as it was the only view I had of love at the time.
I understand that these days, everyone likes to claim they suffered from abuse. All I can say is that Witness 1 can vouch for my life and my experiences, as two or three witnesses are needed for evidence for the truth. Later in my book, I will explain more about my relationship with my parents.
Going back to the point, my sisters hated me, as well, and really wanted nothing to do with me. Though my boyfriend may have loved me, he was fighting his own demons that were more powerful than his love for me. I had no other family, and I really had no friends. At work, nobody really liked me, and I often heard about people making fun of me or mocking me behind my back. I believe this is because I was always really positive and “bubbly”, and I didn’t quite fit in with the culture of the area.
So, I was struggling with many demons that I didn’t even know I had , as well as a deep sense of rejection - and that is why my testimony is important. You don’t need to be totally possessed by demons to have them. You can be ruled by them and not even understand them. Demons can influence your life even if you are not possessed by them, even when you are trying to lead a holy life.
In other words, one must treat every day as a spiritual war - because it is.
To cope with my deep sense of rejection, I started to put work first as an idol to fulfill me. I spent pretty much all of my free time working and doing things for work. I grew very successful in this way and received many awards and accolades. As always, I went back to my perfectionism to fulfill me temporarily.
And alcohol. On the weekends, I drank, and I drank a lot. I believe this was where a drinking demon was introduced, where I struggled with binge drinking and hangovers. Just more demons added to the mix!
Still, I was functional, like many Americans are, with my alcohol use, and I was able to work, make money, and enjoy my weekends.
When I got home from work, all I did was lay there, cry, and read. Alright, that is a little dramatic, but I spent a lot of time reading and sorrowful. I still always kept myself busy with hobbies and such, but my true sad self was hidden from the world. My life was very pathetic, now that I can reflect. I had a good social media presence and a good reputation, but the truth was, I was lonely and empty inside.
One day, I stumbled upon a conspiracy forum accidentally, and since it was my day off, I read through all of the top posts. I wanted to understand why evil existed in the world, and why my new age philosophies and beliefs weren’t working. I was growing increasingly dissatisfied with life, even contemplating suicide at times (though never really planning it or anything like that). I loved my boyfriend, but he was not emotionally available to me, and we were essentially really good roommates. On this day, I crossed some type of barrier. Instead of reading the typical celebrity, girly, nonsensical news stuff, I stumbled upon some parts of truth.
Something changed in me that day. I remember feeling different. Something was lifted from my eyes - the scales. I remember thinking, “Huh, I kind of agree with these guys.”
It was like I started to feel hope again. There were other people out there like me, who also wanted to understand evil!
Now, stumbling upon this truth didn’t simply fix the demons within me. In fact, my life became harder and harder as I dove deeper into the truth. I couldn’t stop, though. I started actively participating in these communities, and I never looked back.
The demons in me made me miserable, made me want to drink, and made me empty inside. It isn't always like "The Exorcist" with demons. In fact, sometimes they will act like their your friends, when they are your worst enemy.
Meeting Witness 1
I am going to jump ahead in this story. It would be impossible to write all events that took place during those years in-between right here, but it’s important to know that a major shift was happening in me. I wanted to know the truth. Of course, I considered every part of the truth except Christianity. Remember, I was programmed to hate Christianity as a child. It's funny, now I meet people just like me at the time - they love every spirituality, except Christianity!
One day, I was browsing one of the conspiracy forums. I stumbled upon a post about the anti-Christ, and I clicked it. It was basically written by some angry man ranting about the Pope and how we were all going to die soon. There was something about it that was slightly endearing to me, so I decided to send the writer a message. As an avid writer myself, his writing stood out to me in some way, though I have to admit it was disorganized.
I messaged him and said, “Hey, I liked your writing” or something simple like that.
He replied with a nice message and his phone number. I don’t think anyone ever sent him a nice message there!
Yes, I was in a relationship at the time, but remember, I wasn’t Christian and I had really no solid moral values. Really, my morality was subjective based on what I thought was “good” - not any real truth. Besides, at this point, my boyfriend and I had been cheating on each other and living our own lives. We just wouldn’t admit it to each other, but again, that’s for another story.
So, one day, I called him. On that phone call, he asked me, jokingly I think, to marry him, and I laughed. I guess that’s what we can call predictive programming on his part. I didn’t marry him that day, but we grew closer and closer as time dragged on, talking on the phone as much as possible.
I remember one night he revealed to me he was Christian. I sincerely laughed in his face. “But you’re smart,” I said, “How in the world could you be Christian?”
For the next year, we debated about Jesus Christ and the Bible intensely. In all my spare time we read and studied the Bible together. Despite my intelligence, I couldn’t beat his knowledge of the Bible. I truly tried to research and ask him the most controversial questions about the Bible, and he stumped me every time. At one point, I started seriously to consider that the Bible may be the word of God.
One night, after a desperate night of binge drinking, I woke up having a severe panic attack. My vision was blurry. In desperation I called out to Jesus Christ and I said, “Jesus, if you are real, I will worship you forever!”
In that moment, the most overwhelming feeling of love came over me and healed all of my ailments. My heart stopped racing and I calmed down. I felt his love embrace me and He proved he was real. I was completely healed and full of love at that moment...
But then, I thought, “Oh, sh*t - Now I have to change my life!”
The Transformation
I am going to skip over the next 5 to 7 years here for my testimony. Let’s just say those years were full of immense spiritual battles, fighting all of the demons in my life.
Also, let’s just say my dad was NOT happy I had found Jesus. When I told him I became Christian, our relationship essentially ended. What I didn’t know was that he was still controlling me through my demons over the years. As long as he had control of those demons in some way, he had control of me, despite me finding Jesus.
My life did not get easier in any capacity, and let’s just say, I don’t even know how I am alive right now writing this.
But I am, and further, Witness 1 and I are perfectly in love and joyous despite all of these attacks over the years. I believe our love is a testimony to the world, and I will explain this more in my chapter about love.
Still, here is what you need to understand. I had to learn about spiritual warfare and I had to understand the tactics of my enemy. I am even still learning these tactics, as I write this. Here is what I know and how I believe I have defeated these demons through Jesus Christ.
Tips to Defeat Demons:
1. Stop sinning. I had to stop drinking. I had to stop my sins. This was NOT easy, and for anyone struggling with sin, please know I completely understand. I had MANY sins that I had to work through, and luckily, God was patient with me. However, I do warn that the time is very short for those reading. Do not rely on an infinite amount of time. Start devoting yourself to stop sinning, perhaps one sin at a time. Start today.
You see, sin gives demons legal grounds to you. When you sin, you can open yourself up to demonic influence or even possession. When you sin, you give Satan and his demons legal grounds to attack you. The more you sin, the more these demon’s power can grow.
When you try to stop sinning, you should know every single demon will be sent to try to get you to sin. That is why stopping sinning is so hard. Satan has to try to keep you bound to sin or he does not have any legal rights to you.
You have to decide that you want to be free from sin. You have to ask God to help you conquer the sins. You cannot conquer sins without Jesus.
2. Know the Bible (The Law): Satan knows the Bible better than most Christians today. This is how he defeats many of them. If you do not know the word of God, you will be easily tricked, deceived, and even entered into by demons. You need to know the laws of God and not violate them. If you can keep His commandments, then demons have no legal ground over you.
Unfortunately, many skew the word of God through many “channels” on YouTube, Bitchute, 4chan, Reddit, and more. Never, ever trust what someone says about God and the Bible yourself. You need to read the Bible every day, and you need to learn about God yourself first through the Bible before seeking alternate means. Yes, there are great things, like this page, to support you, but the Bible must come first.
In 2016, this is exactly what I did. I started in Genesis. In 2022, I finally finished the Bible from beginning to end. Yes, it took me that many years, but this was as I was going in and out of spiritual battles. I always kept my place though, and ultimately finished it. Witness 1 and I started the whole Bible again this year, and we plan to finish it again before the world ends.
Now, the Word is in my heart. Even though I didn’t understand it all, as I read it, the Bible is a “fourth-dimensional object" that is living. When we read it, the Word literally enters us.
I cannot believe the things I understand about God now that I have finished. Now, I read the Bible daily and I spend nearly all my time with the Word. Really - Witness 1 can vouch for this.
How can demons come near me when I am in the Word constantly and walking with the Lord? They can’t! Well, it's definitely harder, anyway.
3. Pray. I didn’t understand prayer was my spiritual weapon when I first started this battle. I would half-heartedly pray, not really understanding how to do it.
I wish someone would have taught me how to pray. The demons will do everything to get you to not want to pray. They will distract you, make you sleepy, or they will somehow influence you to avoid prayer.
When you are feeling like you don’t want to pray, this is the time you need to pray most!
You need to discipline yourself with prayer. Pray when you wake up, before you go to work, throughout the workday, before meals, before bed, etc. There are many different types of prayer. You can request things, give thanks, praise the Lord, or read the Bible. You can talk to God about your day or you can tell Him your frustrations.
I talk to God all throughout the day, and the more I do this, the more I defeat the demons. They cannot stand the presence of God and they must flee.
No matter what sin you are in, when you go to pray, God will hear you. However, you do need to confess your sins daily, and you need to repent. Repentance means you have to change. If you are struggling with this change, and you need support, email us, and we can pray for you and speak with you.
4. Fast : There are only some demons that can come out through fasting and prayer. I didn’t know about the power of fasting until I started doing it. I used prayer and fasting to break my generational curse with my father, which I believe he is still trying to bind me to, which I’ll explain in a moment. Please see more about fasting here.
5. Never cease in prayer and never give up: The demons will always be waiting for an opportunity to come back, and each time they come back, they will even struggle and hold on harder. This happened to me many times when I fell back into sin. Their tactics got stronger and more deadly, and unfortunately, their goal is to kill you. They want you to die in sin so they can send you to hell. Just know that just because a demon is released doesn't mean it can't come back. That is why repentance means you have to change your actual mind.
Even at my most desperate points, God never gave up on me. He wants no one to perish, especially not you. Don’t ever think God has given up on you. If you are still alive, he can help you. In hell, though, there is no hope.
6. Forgive others. Many people I speak to around the world really struggle with unforgiveness. A "root of bitterness" will keep demons around. I have spoken to so many people that just cannot let go of what was done to them. However, choosing to forgive those who have harmed you completely frees you.
These are the fundamental principles of fighting demons, and if you are struggling with demons, you need to dedicate yourself with full patience. Remember, it may take time. It may not happen overnight. You may also have to seek someone to pray over you, which we can do if you would like us to (email us). Some demons are stronger than others, and it can take time to get them out. Don’t ever lose hope.
Further, there is much out there written about dealing with demons, and Derek Prince is a wonderful start if you don't know where to start. In the meantime, this is only a chapter of my life, and I hope my words help somebody out there.
Just know they hate the Word of God, prayer, and when you lead a holy life. Their goal is to disrupt that at all points.
In fact, in sin, they will keep you comfortable. In a godly life, they will torment you even more.
Breaking the Contract
Unfortunately, for some reason, you may be under a curse or contract. I believe that my dad had put me under some type of contract with Satan. This can happen, and you need to research it and read about it yourself.
The Bible speaks of generational curses, and if you feel this has happened to you, you have to know it is one of the hardest “contracts” to get out of. Typically, the person who “sold you” will gain power through your suffering, and there may even be a contract in place to kill you.
God has revealed to me that this is what has happened to me with my father. Last night He sent me a dream.
Dream
In this dream, I was tearing down some old papers that represented my father. As I was tearing them down, he approached me with a folder that seemed to have new papers.
I ran away, and I was with my sisters. My sisters and I were each given a necklace. Their necklaces were worldly and demonic. However, my necklace was a cross with emeralds. The emerald has great significance in the Bible.
I believe God was showing me I can escape the contract by following Jesus Christ and always wearing my cross spiritually. It is very possible I broke one contract with my dad and he has started another.
God advised me to write my own contract, and for anyone reading, you can do this too.
Here is what I wrote:
Dear Jesus (Yeshua) of the Bible - the son of YHWH (Yahweh),
I vow, (my full name), to fully serve my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ of Nazareth of the Bible. My body, mind, and soul, are owned by Him and Him only - Jesus Christ.
All contracts signed against me by ___________________ in the spirit realm or any other realm are null and void because my life is covered by the blood of Jesus Christ.
No weapon formed against me shall prosper (Psalm 91).
Signed - date/time
You can edit this to your liking, but the point is, I have a contract with Jesus Christ - nobody else. If I follow His commands, this contract remains.
Now you may be asking, “What if you sin? Is the contract broken?”
When we sin as Christians, we must repent immediately. You also have to consider that once you sign this contract, you will want to avoid the sins that have bound you at all costs. So, there are some sins, I believe, they want me to commit so that they can come in and kill me. For example, if heroin is something you struggle with as your "deadly sin", the next time you do it, you could die. This happens a lot to people, so be very careful.
However, it is impossible not to sin, so the point is, don’t get caught up in a pattern of sin. If you sin, repent immediately, and go back to Jesus. However, if the pattern forms again, you are breaking the contract, and the demons can enter.
I don’t want to scare anyone. Everyone is on their own path and journey, and I have no doubt that I will make mistakes.
However, I believe God gave me the emerald cross to show me that I am finally defeating my enemy. All I have to do is trust in Him and have faith in Him.
Conclusion
Demons are real, and right now, they are manifesting this planet. There are many ways they can enter people, and chances are, you know someone who has a demon inside them, or you may even have a demon yourself.
The good news is that Jesus Christ is the most powerful being in this universe, and if you are ready, He will answer your call.
In my next chapter, I plan to share my journey through beauty as a woman, as well as the good and evil associated with beauty in the end times (It's almost finished).
May God bless anyone reading,
- Witness 2
Edit - I will be writing more on this topic of demonic warfare. I understand this post is just the beginning, but I wanted to make sure I at least started it!