Laurie’s Testimony about the Drugs, Demons, and Brain Damage
First of all, a short story of who I am. I am 51-year-old deaf woman. I am a divorced mother of three adult children and a grandmother of 8 children. I was not a Christian all my life. When I was a child, my family took me to a Sunday church once awhile, but I knew nothing about God or Jesus Christ because of my deafness and also no sign language interpreting services in the old days. My parents were not Christian believers, so church was not important part of our life.
At age 15 I met and married 27-year-old man, Tom. We were together for 16 years and had three children. He was a Catholic and our children attended parochial school for few years. Still, I didn’t accept to be converted into Catholic because I disliked that religion and the church where we attended in a small town.
The Father priest and the nuns were unkind to me on several occasions. That had shocked me and hurt me deeply. Also, I felt resentment and hurt that the Church didn’t make attempt to communicate with me nor did they attempt to inform me about the teachings of Jesus. I felt left out every time in the mass service and I hated it. It was painful experience for me because it made me feel lonely and isolated like nobody cared about me.
Because of those bad experiences, I didn’t believe that Christian religion and their churches were good for us. I had considered them hypocrites and fanatics. I was angry about one thing which I hated the most was their preaching about “Hell.” I hated that story, for it had caused a lot of mental anguish for many people and me.
But I had fears that God would never forgive me because I committed many wrongs during the 16-year marriage. I thought I was too “evil” from breaking God’s commandments too much, so I considered myself as “too late.” Nobody explained to me about Jesus Christ’s mercy and forgiveness. So I was very fearful of God’s wrath. Yes, I actually was terrified of Him, for I had that old fearful thought of a lightning striking me down because of his wrath.
Tom and I got divorced in year 1988, for it was a real bad marriage. It was one of the worst darkest days in my life. The divorce was ugly and bitter. BUT a most WONDERFUL thing happened…during the days of deep depression and despair, I woke up one morning and decided to seek God for forgiveness and help.
To make the story short, I had prayed for the first time in my life, and I heard His Voice saying, “Forgive Tom.” I accepted and said “Yes, I forgive him…”
Jesus Christ then encompassed me with his Awesome Loving presence, lifting out all the dark and heavy burden from my shoulder. He healed me completely of the wounds. It was joyous and healing experience which had changed me at 180 degrees completely into a different person. I was never the same since then. For two whole months, I was in His Saving Grace which was like being in joyous and peaceful state. To this day, I still never forget that powerful moment with Lord Jesus Christ. He showed me the real meaning of Love. He said “Love is the Answer” to the life’s problems.
Soon after, I bought the Bible Book and read a few scriptures, but I was not able to understand the words at all. For a beginner, I had picked a worst page to read. It was Revelation that I first read because I was curious about the future predictions. But those pages made me angry and badly frightened. My English skill was not good at that time, and I had taken the words literally. So I told myself that I would not ever read that book again. Also I was angry with its authoritive male view of women and her role in life in the proverbs.
So I didn’t read the Book for over ten years until year 2003. I had attended a Christian church maybe twice and didn’t like it. I felt uncomfortable and didn’t trust the church because of my bad experience with the Priest and nuns. So I prayed to the Lord and asked Him to show me the path that would take me closer to Him.
Within couple months, I met a new friend who introduced me into the New Age. At that time, I had believed that God had answered my prayer. I was very excited and grateful. so I bought many spiritual books, tarot cards, and attended American Native teachings/meetings and ceremonies with the Shamans. I studied and read books every day. Also was a disciple of Holy guru from India for three years.
I had believed that “Hell” was our current life troubles and our sufferings on earth. I didn’t believe Satan was real, but yes, I accepted there were some evil “lost” ghosts walking on earth and mysterious dark force or dark alien rulers out in the heavens. Yet, despite all those years of reading many books, studying the different teachings, having many joyous and spiritual moments, applying the teachings into my daily life, and meditating some hours once awhile, I hadn’t found a right place that would bring me closer to God. So I was still feeling confused and lost, even with many of man’s wisdoms.
Alright, now about the drugs. I really want to warn you about them because of their terrible consequences. I am still suffering from that to this day! It’s been 7 years now since I quit.
In year 1997, one year after my youngest child, at age 18, moved away from home, I started smoking marijuana, and I eventually smoked it every day by third year. By then I knew I was addicted to it, but I was not willing to let it go. I had liked it too much. That was because it was so pleasurable that I didn’t want to stop.
I didn’t like the world without the pot, for it felt dull and boring. Also, I had hard time handling my nervousness, so the pot helped me relax more. My reasoning was like “Besides, it is not dangerous drug.” We, a gang of friends and I, called it an “Herb.” At that time, I was 45 years old. And most of my women friends were in 30’s to 40’s. We were living in a nice and small apartment complex one block away from the beach in Los Angeles, CA. On every weekend, We would smoke a few puffs of pot and then go rollerblading out on the beach bike path. My close friend Mary and I were in 40’s and our children had grown up and moved away. So it was exciting time of our life, having the freedom to play at the beach. I couldn’t seem to have enough of those fun times, pot smoking and rollerblading.
In the first 45 years of my life, I didn’t touch any dangerous hallucinatory drugs like Meth, Crack, or Heroin. I was very afraid of them. In early teen years, I had learned about their dangerous consequences from the drug education in my junior high school class. Also at age 15, while hanging out with hippie friends in downtown park, I saw many of them using drugs, but I didn’t touch them and refused to even consider it.
However, temptation did hit me one day when a young long-haired man offered to me the colorful pills on his hands. I gave in and decided to try some, but two young women interrupted to stop me and told him to get away. They were protective of me. Then they said that they wanted to show me something, so I went with them to see one of their friends, a young man. Half of his face was badly burned caused by tampering with the electric socket during his LSD drug hallucination. I was horrified at the sight of his face which was greatly disfigured. Since that day, I stayed clear away from those dangerous drugs.
However, after smoking pot for three years, my resolve to stay away from dangerous drugs had weakened. In the fall of 2000, my close girlfriend, Mary, moved in to stay at my apartment home for a temporary time. One of the neighbors upstairs started to sell Crack drugs. I had noticed the increased traffic to his apartment every day, and I was afraid of the trouble with the drug users and the law. I told him to stop that business. I knew him personally. He was a deaf man, Bill at age 27, and was from Boston. But he was making big money and he liked it too much, so he refused to stop. He bought many new things, clothes, big TV, stereo, and new furniture for his apartment.
Ok, after I got back home from one- month vacation trip, I learned that my best friend, Mary, had started smoking crack, too. I didn’t like that and I was scared for her. But She told me that it was an awesome high trip. She then offered some to me. After a little hesitation, I accepted and smoked the crack. Looking back to that moment, I wished I had listened to that little “no” voice in my heart, but the curiosity had gotten a hold of me. I had never heard of the word Crack, so I had no idea of the kind of drug it was. Also, it was because I believed Mary…what she said about the crack. How awesome it was.
To make a point about the drug Crack…later in the following years, in the AA meetings, I had heard this saying often about the drug Crack from other ex-users. The saying is that “it would grab you so fast before you’d ever know it.” That is the truth. I had seen that happened to my friends and me. It is horrible addictive drug! Once you smoke it, you can’t stop it until you would either crashed or run out of the rocks. Then you would be going through same thing all over again in the next day and again in the following days.
That was what happened to me and my friends. I had to make extreme effort to control it by smoking it only in evenings after work and only few times a week. But while smoking it, I couldn’t stop the need to get high until the drug was all gone and it was time to get sleep at night. By fourth week, the craving was so bad that I found myself crawling on the floor, looking for the crack left overs.
At that moment, I was acutely aware of my behavior and I was truly horrified at the change in me and also at Mary. She had become a full-time user by smoking it 24 hours every day. She did not have had any sleep for two weeks, and then she’d crashed down. But then she’d be back smoking it full time again right next day. It was horrible to see how it had changed her personality, for she became a different person. A not nice person with an aggressive attitude. I didn’t like that because she was normally a bubbly and caring person. Her talk was wild and full of profanities. That was totally unlike her. She had called me a “Bitch” when I told her that she must leave and not smoke crack in my home anymore.
In our 18 years of friendship, she had never said one bad word against me. That is how drugs like crack could change a person drastically. Fortunately for me, I smoked the crack for one month and half because I heard God’s voice clearly. He said, “Quit it.” I obeyed and quit immediately. He had set me free, for I didn’t have any craving for that drug since then. I was so happy and grateful. But I didn’t stop smoking marijuana until one month later.
The drug Crack also hurt our neighbors, for it had killed one of them with an heart attack. He had just started using it, and he was in his 4o’s. Other neighbors were also becoming addicted. At the dealer Bill’s home, there were always crack users, both women and men in age between 20’s and 50’s, staying there long hours. I saw how they hardly ever stopped smoking crack. The daily sight of them sitting on the sofa, on the beds, and on the floors with the drugs and the stink being strong in the apartment had horrified and saddened me both at same time.
After 6 months of drug dealing, the deaf man was evicted from his apartment. That was during the month after I had quit. I felt sorry for him, being homeless, so I allowed him to stay the nights at my home for “just a short time” as long as no selling drugs from my home.
However, within 2 weeks, I had to evict both my friend Mary and drug dealer from my home. They then moved on to the streets and stayed in motels and their friends’ homes. It was like a nightmare for me. I had lost my best friend of 18 years. It broke my heart that I had to kick her out of my home.
Both she and drug dealer didn’t care about me nor about my home, for they had no respect for me nor about keeping my home clean. They had made horrendous mess in my home. I learned that it was a normal behavior for the drug addicts that all they cared about was the drugs and having fun.
Alright, there is one most important warning that I truly want to tell you about it. Please keep your mind open and listen to me. Remember that those drugs like Crack, Heroin, or Meth are dangerous, destructive, and addictive. They do kill people, destroy our minds, and damage our health. Also, they destroy and hurts our loved ones and their lives, as they are victims of our addiction and its consequences. It hurt my adult children real bad, for the drug had damaged my brain and changed me personally to a different person, even though I had used it only for one month and half.
Nevertheless, it doesn’t matter however long you are using a drug, it can damage your brain or any of your body organs without any warning. It had done chemistry changes to my brain that caused me to “see” and “hear” the spirit people almost all the time. The drug had also hurt my nervous system. The Evil spirit beings had destroyed my mind, the humanity part of me. That is why it hurt my family, my mother, all relatives, and children, and grandchildren because severe damage to my brain. I had difficult time to communicate with people for almost four years. It was year 2004 that my mind was finally almost normal due to God’s miraculous works.
Now I want you to hear me for your sake, your future children’s sake, and your family’s sake. Those drugs as well as abusing any drug are a terrible Sin because they open the door to the Evil spirits, Satan, and Demons. Because the drugs, even the alcohol, are under Evil’s domain. I literally “saw” and experienced the evil spirits being involved during the crack use at my apartment complex. They hung around us in our apartments. The atmosphere was dark and evil. Sometimes I saw their faces on the walls outside. The faces of fear. They also harassed us with their evil mischief by making us fearful and paranoid. They created faces on the walls and on the wood cabinets. Also everyday my clothes on the floor or over the chair were shaped into faces. Also they did things to our mind, encouraging us to use more drugs every day and making us to need it real bad.
I had learned one horrifying truth about those spirits. The reason they hang around the drug users is that they want the high of drugs and our physical pleasures. They, the evil spirits, WANT those feelings…the pleasure centers… from the drugs and from us. They use drugs to get those things from us, to control our minds, and eventually to destroy our souls. I saw that some drug users were aware of the spirit activities, but they refused to acknowledge it. They were afraid. So was I.
I was very frightened and I refused to sleep in my bedroom, for that was where I got the most trouble from evil spirits. They had made both mental and physical attacks against me more than others because they knew that I could see them. They appeared usually in the evenings until sunrise. So most of the time I slept on the beach during the days, rather than in my bedroom during the nights.
Then after God commanded me to quit, and the crack dealer moved out, the apartment’s atmosphere had brightened up and felt cleaner. The evil spirits were gone. They bothered us no more. I was so grateful to be set free from the crack drug. That was one of the scariest times of my life seeing how the drug crack was destroying us.
However, those demons came back one month later, and this time they fooled me because they were friendly to me. I assumed they were of the Light according to the New Age teachings. So I was very excited to communicate with them. I was thrilled that I could see and hear them clearly. For me, that was so awesome. I had no reason to think they might be evil.
However, within few weeks, their voices and their stories and the visions had gradually taken over my mind full time. Thus I was unable to pay attention to my every day life nor able to go to work. That was how my daughter found me one day as I was lying on my bed during the midday and I was watching their “halography” movies on the ceilings. She was frightened and she called my mother who in turn came down and took me back to her home. At my mother’s home, I was in Zombie’s state of mind with their voices talking to me for three months. I almost never spoke to my mother during those months. I was either outside smoking or lying in my bed in my room. I spend long hours staring at the wall…watching the movies or visions. Within me, I was dying slowly, for I felt powerless to stop those intrusions. I didn’t know how to fight back because they were dangerously clever by making me forget what I was thinking. It was a terrible mental battle but through it all, I had always felt God’s loving and peaceful presence. That gave me great comfort, knowing He was with me.
Then finally after a third month, as I was lying on the bed, a figure of Father God appeared on the ceiling, and He said to me “Move on!!” I understood clearly at that moment what he meant. Also I recalled of two Messengers from God who had appeared in my recent night dream and they said “Leap in faith” and “Focus on your mother.”
So I knew it meant it was time for me to fight back by going back to living my everyday life. So I obeyed Him and got up from the bed. I went outside and ask my mother to give me a gardening task. Boy, I had to work so hard to concentrate on my task and I was frightened because the voices were clamouring at me…to distract me.
Then the next day, during my gardening work, I witnessed an awesome miracle of God’s work. I saw the lifting of their “evil world” from my eye view. God had casted out many bad voices and visions and their world from my life. For the first time, my brain was in complete silence. Like a blank slate. No thoughts whatsoever. Also, had an amnesia. I just knew it was different, not the same as the old Laurie’s mind. But I couldn’t tell what was missing in my brain because there was no information in my brain to tell me that something was missing. Also there was some damage to the nervous system because I couldn’t feel the sensation from my neck down to my feet. It was just a mass of energy. I had no emotion except that I was calm all the time. I felt no fear at all. But I was so happy to be free from the voices.
In the first three years, I had to retrain my brain to think again, to focus my attention on tasks, and to sort out the thoughts that went through my mind. The information gradually surfaced in the memory bank. There was daily mental work, but it was exhausting and frightening because I was afraid of the voices and also my own thoughts.
The voices were not always friendly, and they told me that they were my thoughts. So that frightened me. And gradually the feelings and sensations returned to my body. Now I can feel my legs as I walked. I worked hard to be optimistic and determined in my recovery program. And I was taking medications for psychosis which helped a bit.
Then one day, I saw with my own eyes ….a demon appearing to me and baring his vampire teeth at me. He said “Your pain is sweeter.” That was like a last straw for me as something snapped within me after fighting so hard for three years. I freaked out and screamed at top of my lungs at God…begging him for mercy and to stop all that painful suffering from anxiety attacks. I had hit at the end of the rope, so it was unbearable many times that made me think about suicide.
Those evil spirits were attacking and interfering with my thinking process. That distressed me because it was a great struggle for me to even think, so it was the last thing I needed to have those negative words attacking my own thoughts. It created more fear in me. So I was very depressed and mentally exhausted. I drank whenever to escape the oppression of pain and exhaustion.
In year 2003, a voice woke me up in the middle of night and said “I have a visitor from the Christian group. He wants to speak with you.” Then I heard a new authoritive and soft voice saying “Read the Bible.” I responded that I didn’t believe in the Bible. He repeated “Read the Bible.” I accepted his commandment and told him that I would.
Next morning I thought about it and knew it was going to be another turning point for me because God had commanded me to read the Book!! The half part of me didn’t want to read it because I was so exhausted and tired of the spirit world. I had enough of that world. But the other part of me knew that God wanted to help me through the book. The first time I read the Bible, to my great surprise I could read and understand the scriptures. I was so thrilled and grateful. I knew that I was ready to be his student.
A new friend had recently invited me to attend her Christian church where they have interpreting services. So I started to attend that church from then on. I tell you, it was extremely difficult for me to attend the church because it would be a huge battle between the demons and me on sunday mornings before the service. By the time I arrived at the church, there would be tears on my face. But I was determined to go anyway. I was not gonna allow them to stop me from my relationship with God.
During the sermons, there would be horrible thoughts attacking me and making it hard for me to understand what the pastor was saying because I was busy defending myself against the negative thoughts. Sometimes, it had gotten so bad that the tears were running down my face. I hated that. I was embarrassed about people seeing my pain at the church. Gradually, with Jesus’ guidance and bible reading increased to almost everyday. Also, I had the group prayers with their hands on me every week…praying for deliverance and healing. Jesus Christ appeared to me few times during the process of deliverance which has been going on for 6 months now. He had casted out many Bad evil spirits who had harassed me real bad.
Emotionally I was in pain almost all the time. Now the pain in my heart has lessened a lot since then. I feel more relaxed and stronger with great inner strength. Praise the Lord. I love my church. I never dreamt that I would love going to my church for the fellowship and friendship with such nice people, the Christians. I do and I love it every moment. I have been going there faithfully. I love singing to the Lord in the sign language. It is a lot of fun and joy. I am feeling much better. My life is looking brighter.
I had my very first vegetable garden last summer. No more depression. Hallejua! My mind is amazingly better and almost normal. But it will never be normal like my old mind was before the crack. But that’s ok. I can live with it. Also another wonderful awesome works of God is the Psalm 23 which makes a great sleeping aid for me. The voices used to attack me every night as I attempted to fall into sleep. Then through a friend’s prayer, the Lord gave me this Psalm.
Immediately after I started reciting it while in bed, the voices disappeared for good. So I am able to fall asleep quickly now. He delivered me from the sins of smoking and drinking 8 months ago. I was a smoker for 35 years. My drinking problem started in 2002 because of emotional stresses. I have found wonderful Salvation through Holy Bible and Jesus Christ.
The voices are not completely gone yet, but with the tools in the Armor of God, singing praises in sign language, praying for others and His guidance, I am becoming strong and more able to overcome it. One of my favorite scriptures that gives me great comfort and teaching tool is 2Timothy 1:7,
“For God hath not given us a spirit of fear but of power, and of love, and a sound mind.”
Thank you, my dear God and Praise the Lord. He is the best thing that ever happen to me.
God wants me to tell you this warning about the consequences of the drugs. They really are evil, and they belong to the evil’s world because they want to destroy us with the drugs. That is God’s warning to you. He loves you very much. So please, please do not ever touch those drugs and do not abuse alcohol. STAY AWAY FROM THEM!
Hi Laurie I just wanted to let you know that I to have had my battles with the crack pipe. Although I can’t say for certain that I have seen “demons” or “evil spirits” I can attest to the feeling of darkness and or evil that comes with the use of this drug. It is true as you say that “it will grab you before you know it” . I also want you to know how happy I am for the work that the lord is doing in your life. Phi 1:6 “Being confident of this very thing, that he which hath begun a good work in you will perform it until the day of Jesus Christ”. His promises are sure !!!! I to have found the truth by the grace of God and he has freed me from all that this fallen world could throw at me. Joh 8:36 So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed!” I have been reading my bible everyday and the lord’s blessings have been overflowing in my life. One last thought for you Laurie, Rom 15:13 “May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the holy spirit”. Be safe, take care and God Bless.
Laurie,
you are right about demons, I hanged out with people that do crack and almost high percentage communicate with evil sprits called Jinn. They take shapes of their companions or human followers. The human followers who communicate with these spirits can leave track in every house or place they desire by leaving pieces of their hair for example. so they can tap into evey house and what is going on their. They think it is power to invade people privacy, the fact is it is a big loss for them and the evil sprits of course. I recommend that every soul that do crack to have faith in God and expell these demons by stop doing crack to begin with then become closer to the creator who created everyone including these bad spirts. After listening to your story Laurie and hearing all other stories, shouldn’t learn and accept that there is a creator who loves us and cares about us. All he wants from us to give up sins and follow his straight path, the path of the saints not the path of the stray. So I thank God that he has saved me and many others from these evil spirit, and I pray to him that they think not harm us because they cant. They have no control over us. Only God has the full power and control.
Friend
When I was about 15 years old, I tasted alcohol for the first time and I knew that I was hooked. It seemed to fill me up in a way that nothing else did. I didn’t realize at the time that it felt good to me only because I was empty inside. I had something missing and something broken in my life, but I couldn’t really define what it was. I was yearning to feel complete and drinking was a counterfeit solution. It was like a bandaid. I didn’t know that I had opened a door in my soul to the devil.
When I was about 21, my boyfriend, who had been my best friend since age 14, left me and became engaged to another woman. I was devastated. It’s not so much that I felt betrayed. I didn’t blame him. I hated myself.
My family was not supportive and they did not show any tangible love toward me during this time. To be honest my family has always been very cold and distant. I never really felt connected to them. The were never abusive, but we were not a loving family.
After that, I cut my wrists. I don’t know if I was really trying to kill myself, although, I did have suicidal ideations. I really think that it was mostly hatred directed toward myself. I actually remember making a choice to be crazy. I thought at the time that if I could just go insane, then I wouldn’t have to be accountable for the mess of my life.
Later on I got married and had kids. I made a choice to get off alcohol 13 or 14 years ago and got into rehab. They told me I had bipolar disorder. I did a 12 step program. I didn’t know then that all I needed was to take 1 step to Jesus.
My brother died about 4 years ago and I started worrying that he might have gone to hell. It got me thinking about life after death and that was the beginning of a spiritual journey for me.
By this time, I had been seeing psychiatrists regularly for this bipolar disorder and they were medicating me with an array of drugs, including tranquilizers and amphetamines and I was now an addict.
I was raised Catholic. My family was very religious, but now that I reflect, they didn’t know God. My family honored God with their lips, but not in word or deed.
That’s part of the reason why I was so turned off to religion. They honored God with all kinds of rituals and traditions, but they did not walk in love.
My first husband’s family was from Texas and they were Bible believing Christians. When I met them and saw the way they honored God through love and in action, I knew that there was something special about these people. I didn’t know what it was, at the time, but what I was seeing was the fruit of the Spirit.
During this time, I actually made a confession of faith for Christ and was baptized. However, I remember coming out of the water and the first thing that came into my head was, I want to be just like these people, but I am not strong enough to do it. I do not want to stop drinking. I need that in my life. I didn’t know that God would give me the power to live a holy life and that when I am weak, He is strong.
However, that marriage didn’t last long, but I always remembered the unconditional love they had. It was beautiful. This was a seed that God planted in my heart.
Three years ago I came across the Left Behind books by Tim LaHaye. They are a fictional series of 12 books that are based on Bible prophecy and the Book of Revelation. When I first saw them in the bookstore, the covers were so attractive and they looked intriguing. But when I noticed they were about Jesus, I lost interest and put them back down. Now I know that it is because the carnal man is in enmity with God.
A couple of months later, I saw them again and decided to just try the first one. I was so surprised when I read the first one to find out that a person needed to be saved. I had never really understood that before. Maybe, I had been told that when I got baptized, but I just didn’t have the ears to hear that.
Through reading these books I heard, for the first time, the reason why Jesus went to the cross. I finally received and understood the true Gospel of Jesus Christ.
I had seen the ‘crucifix’ in church a million times, but the true meaning of it had forever alluded me. Now I finally understood that He had died and shed his precious blood for me personally, so that I could be redeemed from my sins. He took all of my sins so that I could be found righteous in the eyes of God the Father on the day of judgment. And not only for me, but for the sins of the world!
I read as the characters in the books received the Gospel and made decisions for Christ and I urged them on in my heart, coming to the conclusion that Christ is the only way.
However, I had not yet done it myself. My flesh kept fighting it. Then one day around book 6, we were getting ready to go out in the car. Suddenly, I thought, if I were to get killed today, I will go to hell for sure, especially knowing what I know now. I am accountable. So I sat down on my couch and I had to fight my flesh to submit myself to the Lordship of Jesus. I took some deep breaths and with my heart racing I said the salvation prayer. There was a battle going on inside of me as I did it, but I did it! I repented.
I really didn’t feel much differently after this, but unknown to me, something had shifted in the spirit realm when I prayed that prayer.
About 2 months later God came to me in dreams and visions, 2 nights in a row. In one of the dreams, I saw a baby dressed in a sparkling white gown. Now I know I was seeing my born again spirit.
While awaking, on the morning of the second night, while I was laying in my bed, I saw a vision of what appeared to be a shooting star. It was twilight and I could see the moon and the stars and this flame of fire coming out of the sky falling toward me. It kept getting closer and closer. It became larger as it got closer and finally it was in the room with me and then I felt something enter into my chest. It physically jolted me. It felt like fire and waves of rushing water at the same time. Waves of liquid love. I have never felt love like that in my life. I was filled with perfect peace and joy. Thank you Jesus! He had given me rivers of living water.
I still had not read the Bible yet, so I did not yet understand that I had received the baptism of the Holy Spirit. Praise God.
I just knew that whatever that was, it was from God. And even before I read the Book of Acts I had an inner witness testify that it was the Holy Spirit somehow manifesting to me.
Shortly thereafter, I was visiting my Dad and picked up a Bible that he had on his coffee table and I devoured it. I was so hungry for the words in that book. It was filled with all of the treasure that had been hidden from me my entire life! Everything that I needed was in these pages. I could not get enough of it. It was light and life to me. When that light came into my eyes, ears, heart and soul, the grave clothes started to come off. I fired my psychiatrist. I was miraculously delivered from drugs. He totally cleansed me. He did not give me the spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind. When God’s divinity touched my humanity every demon had to flee! I actually had what appeared to be a nervous breakdown as the demons came out. My husband drove me to the hospital where I stayed for ten days. But I am telling the truth when I say that I was delivered from every last demon in the car on the way there. When God’s light entered into my spirit the demons couldn’t stand that light and they had to go, but they manifested on the way out in all kinds of ugly ways.
Jesus has set me free and whom the son sets free is free indeed. I am now walking in His resurrection power. He restored me and now I am serving other people in my community and God has called me to be an evangelist. Just like He said to the demoniac of the tombs, “Go and tell what the Lord has done for you.” Therefore, I give this testimony to tell what the Lord God has done for me and how good he is.
He restored me in my body, soul and spirit. He removed the scars from my soul. He gave me beauty for ashes. The joy of the Lord is my strength.
When I said that prayer that day, I just thought that it would prevent me from going to hell. I had no idea that he would give me heaven on earth now! He has given me the abundant life! He has filled me with his Holy Spirit and made me whole. Now there is nothing missing and nothing broken in my life and I do not have to try to fill the void in my heart with anything counterfeit! I touched the hem of His garment spiritually and He healed me. He took away the blindness. He removed everything that hindered and crippled me. Thank God Jesus was willing to go to the cross and take the curse for me so that I could live in the blessing. He translated me out of the kingdom of darkness into His marvelous light. I have passed from death to life in Him!
Cherie – What a marvelous testimony you have given in response to Laurie’s (which was also excellent)! May the Lord bless you both!
Hello,
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hi i am a really drug addict boy , but i only do : weed , lsd , ectasy and alchol , are demons trying to eat my soul ? drugs can be related with demons but can be related with god . do you know whats the definition of drugs ? is whatever you want them to be , but i think they are a path or a poison or happines or depression …can be whatever you want them to be
Hi,
I know of a person that got involved with a closet witch at the church she attended. They were both involved in music. The Witch gave her drugs without her knowledge. The drugs and demons began to change her countenance. She almost lost her mind and her soul. The demons were trying to make her become a lesbian, because the witch was a lesbian. It took the power of God, prayer and repentance to turn her away from the demons that wer trying to destroy. Her life is dedicated to Christ now. He is the only way to remain free from the influence of demons. Drugs are an open door for demon posession. God is the answer. Just trust Him seek Him. He will come through for you. HE loves mankind and hates to see them destroying themselves. Trust in his love. He has power over all spirits.
I read your story and struggle – my son wrote “Drugs, Death & Deliverance” and while searching for his book on line I stumbled upon your deliverance. Thank God. HE is the only One that could have saved my son. I had all but given up. I prayed that God would take him because there was nothing more I could do and it broke my heart to see him consumed by all the drugs and illness. It was worse and a slower death than cancer and I prayed so hard that God would take him home. God saved him and that was so many years ago. He is an ordained minister now and we are so blessed.
I’m an 18 year old male, and over the past two years I also struggled with demons. I’ve been Catholic since I can remember, but I was very ignorant of what it meant to be a true Christian. One summer I decided to trip on Robitussin to have cool visuals and maybe see the spirit realm. It made me feel like a prophet and I felt pure love flowing through me. I now realize this was more likely demons tricking me and trying to get me hooked, than God speaking throuhg me. But I’m still not sure. Anyways, I tried acid and shrooms a couple times. During those trips I felt like my soul was being torn apart by demons. My shroom trip was, and still is, the most painful experience I have ever endured. It threw me into a deep depression for months. I frequently smoked marijuana and whenever I was high I got really paranoid and I heard voices criticizing me and telling me I was horrible. I had distanced myself so far from God. But one day I just decided I couldn’t handle it anymore. I prayed numerous times each day and fell in love with the Bible and very quickly I felt my mind returning to normal. I now live to glorify God and the depression that I was in only months ago now seems like a lifetime ago. I love Jesus.
God bless you always Brendan. Around 2009, I too was dabbling abound with the same cough and cold medicines. I’ve expected a very similar situation that you did, voices and all. The good news is Jesus Christ makes it clear to us who fully accept Him, that He is The Way, He is The Truth, and He is The Life. Once we wholeheartedly follow Him, there is no turning back because we willingly command ourselves to submit to Him by His own grace. From there, it’s a one-way road, not easy but the best road one can ever decide to take. From there, every day literally got better for years, ever since I decided to live for Him and in Him. He provides true joy via charity and loving one another. Allelujah!
my name is mitchell i have been a heroin addict now for about 6 months but doing opoid drugs for about 3 months im dealing with cps with my daughter being taken away because of my drug abuse and my girl friends but i have to tell u some things and would really like it if u would respond because your the only one that understands anything that i have been through well me and my girlfriend we are dealing with demonic oppression right now i have seen them and have had major demonic oppression in the past few months such as they were grabbing the back of my shirt there were faces of them in our spoons that we shot up in and they oppress me with fear constantly i am a devout christian and have a deep deep relationship with Jesus please contact me so we can talk more
uhm, may i know your religion please?
You can read my testimony in my book: Shamans and Healers… I was into New Age, psychedelics, and later Shamanism… And completely blind to the darkness of it. But not anymore. The last chapter is about how Christ changed my life through an amazing experience in Mexico.
Love and Blessings
Thank you Laurie for your powerful testimony. I am deaf too and I understand what it feels like to be confused especially by the Christian church. Like you I have come to realize that the ground at the foot of the cross is level. I also realized that there’s room space big enough at Cross for me. Like Billy Graham I can say, “Just as I am without one plea, dear Lamb of God, I come to thee.” The words of your testimony is a very powerful weapon that will help bring deliverance to many other confused deaf people. I am praying for your continual victory.