Believe what you want to believe… I am giving a fully honest testimony about how Jesus healed me. i will give it in full detail only witholding my identity. The reason I am withholding my identity is because I am a police officer and i do not want to lose my job because of this. I only want to glorify the Father in the Son with my testimony and my hearts desire is to see you get healed also. Please read my writings to see how i postured my heart toward the Lord to receive healing. I did have to read the bible. I did have to labor get get free. I did have to repent to get free. Christians CAN have demons otherwise there would be no need to drive them out like Jesus and his believers did. The salvation experience does not drive out demons. A believer MUST at least read the Four Gospels… Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John, and preferably Acts. They are not very long and are very easy to read.
The Healing of a Boy With a Demon
14And when they were come to the multitude, there came to him a certain man, kneeling down to him, and saying, 15Lord, have mercy on my son: for he is lunatic, and sore vexed: for ofttimes he falleth into the fire, and oft into the water. 16And I brought him to thy disciples, and they could not cure him. 17Then Jesus answered and said, O faithless and perverse generation, how long shall I be with you? how long shall I suffer you? bring him hither to me. 18And Jesus rebuked the devil; and he departed out of him: and the child was cured from that very hour.
19Then came the disciples to Jesus apart, and said, Why could not we cast him out? 20And Jesus said unto them, Because of your unbelief: for verily I say unto you, If ye have faith as a grain of mustard seed, ye shall say unto this mountain, Remove hence to yonder place; and it shall remove; and nothing shall be impossible unto you. 21Howbeit this kind goeth not out but by prayer and fasting.
When I was younger I had my first unforgettable experience with our Almighty Creator. The year was 1989, my Sister, Felicia was 4 years old and at the time I was 6. My father wasn’t home this particular evening because he was out playing cards with his friends. From what I remember it was a Friday night, the time was approximately 9:00p.m. I remember there was a full moon on this particular night and it must have been in the summer since it wasn’t cold. My sister and I were playing, got into a disagreement and started fighting, as kids sometimes do. I shoved her, she fell, and hit her head on the protruding corner of a wall. The fall knocked her out and she stopped breathing. I got scared and screamed for mom. Mom came in and saw Felicia knocked out on the floor. Mom reached down and shook her with no response and then noticed Felicia wasn’t breathing. Mom began to panic and scream. Mom immediately ran to the phone, dialed 911, turned to me and said “Go get Doug!”.
Doug was a friend of the family, an evangelist, and a neighbor who lived up on the hill right next to us. I ran up the hill, knocked on the door, and after what seemed like 2 minutes Doug finally answered the door. He had been asleep in bed and I awoke him by my frantic knocking. When he answered the door I yelled “Doug. Please. We need your help. Hurry!” He went back inside and put on some clothes and shoes and we proceeded down the hill. My mother met Doug in the driveway with my sister in her arms.
I remember the transition almost in slow motion. I saw my sisters face in the moonlight and she was pale blue and lifeless. The whole time she still hadn’t taken a breath. Doug took her from my mothers arms, looked at my sister, and looked up. He lifted my sister with both of his arms over his head and said out loud “Heavenly Father I ask the you save this child in the name of Jesus!” Immediately she started breathing and crying. This was an obvious miracle from God. Felicia hadn’t been breathing for about 5 minutes. Brain death starts to occur at the 5 minute mark.
We took Felicia to the emergency room that night anyways, just in case. The doctors did a CT scan of her brain and said that the trauma and lack of oxygen had effected certain parts of her brain, primarily the parts that deal with learning and happiness. Unfortunately Felicia did end up having problems learning in school and still, to this day, has issues with happiness. But she has two beautiful little girls of whom are very healthy. Praise God for his mercy!!!
In the Name of Jesus
My father used to have seizures. And I remember 2 different instances when the powerful name of Jesus was used to stop them. The first on was when I was very young and I do not remember what age but I do remember that I was riding on a little Tonka toy car on the deck on the back porch so I must’ve been about 3. I was on the back porch playing on the toy truck when Dad walks out of the house and walks out to the car. I noticed that he was walking weird, almost like how a drunk walks, he was staggering. He tried a couple of times to get the door to the car open with success on about the 3rd attempt. Finally he got into the car and sat down. I was watching him because he was acting funny and it drew my attention. I asked him “Dad are you okay?” He answered with “Yea son, I’m fine”. He then started poking at the inside roof of the car with his index finger. I asked him again and he didn’t answer, then he passed out. I went and got Mom, she called Doug. I don’t remember all of the details but I remember that Doug came down and started praying over my father. Doug lifted his hands toward the sky and this is all I remember “” In the name of Jesus” Immediately my father came out of the seizure and started acting better. The 2nd time Doug prayed over my father the same thing happened but unfortunately I do not remember the details on that time. I just remember that it happened.
I remember when I was 11 years old I was going to Bible School at my local church. I learned about Jesus and the plan of salvation there. I went home one night that week and I remember I was lying in bed to go to sleep. I asked Jesus to come into my heart and I felt my heart pounding. I got goosebumps and started to cry a little. I ran in the living room and told Mom and she was happy for me.
I remember a couple of things that happened to me when I was younger that were rather weird. One time I was on my way to the store in the car with Mom and Dad and I was dwelling what I had learned from my family about the Anti-Christ. I started thinking “Well, what if I am the antichrist?” all of a sudden I experienced a high amount of anxiety rush through my being. Then I started saying to myself that I don’t like these feelings so I let that thought go. The anxiety subsided immediately.
I was at home one night laying on the floor in front of the TV. I was halfway asleep when I felt as though I was floating off the floor. I immediately woke up and actually felt myself fall about 2 inches down back onto the floor. I remember the impact because it knocked the breath out of me a little and hurt. I really believe I levitated.
When I was in kindergarten I remember that I was almost asleep in my bed when I saw a face of what I believed to be a spirit come over me. Its face went into my face and I felt the presence of it pass through me. And I jumped up frightened. After a while I just went back to sleep with no problems.
My best friend Dustin and I were playing with a Ouija board one night when we had an experience that was beyond ordinary. I was in unbelief and decided to test this thing out. I took a pen and wrote a long number on some cardboard without the possibility of Dustin seeing it. We asked the Ouija board what the number was and it actually got it right! I was astounded. Dustin, in unbelief then tried it also and it did the same thing. Dustin actually experienced something in his house that scared me to hear it. He said that he heard something out in the hall and went out to check it out because nobody was home. He came out of his room and when he stepped out onto the tile floor in the hallway he felt and heard like someone was hammering from under floor onto the bottom of his foot. Every time his foot made contact with the floor it did this. He said that the impact was so hard it was actually painful. Dustin at one point could not swallow food and lost 50 lbs because of this. He had to take Prozac for depression. Dustin died from a one vehicle accident at 18 years of age that involved alcohol.
The last time I smoked marijuana I was at a 2 day party at Jessica’s parent’s house. The first night I drank, and the second night I smoked weed. I remember taking one hit from a gravity bong. Now I had smoked marijuana before and had bad experiences but I was willing to try again. This time I actually got so high I freaked out. I actually panicked. I thought that I was so messed up I was going to kill someone. I was very mad at the guys who brought the weed and set up the hit for me because I thought they laced it with another drug. And I still believe that they did because I have never felt like that before. I decided to calm down and try to have fun. When I did I acted like a monkey for a few seconds, jumping hooting and hollering for about 7 seconds. In the middle of the “monkey rampage” I had a thought pass through my mind that scared me even worse: “Oh my God I cant stop acting like this!”. Then after about 3 more seconds I finally stopped with an extreme amount of fear and embarrassment. I had just embarrassed myself in front of everyone. I tried to sleep it off. The high lasted until midday the next day and then finally wore off.
I never experienced that amount of anxiety or fear again until I had another panic attack. I was a Deputy at a sheriffs office and I was in jail school. Jail school was a forty hour class qualifying one as a correctional officer for work in the county jail. I was sitting in the back of the classroom and was wearing my gun. . I remember we were actually talking about dealing with mentally ill people and how they had certain thought patterns. The teacher was talking about how some of these mentally ill patients believe they are someone special like Jesus Christ, or the Anti-Christ, etc. I remembered about how I actually thought one of those thoughts at one time and how I felt when I did. I actually used that to “see how it felt” to be a mentally ill person. All of a sudden I actually started acting it out in my mind. That’s when it hit the fan. I got the thought of pulling out my gun and shooting everyone in the room. I felt an extreme amount of fear, anxiety, adrenaline, and panic rush through my being. It was so strong I had to calm myself mentally and act like I was going to the bathroom to use it. I actually went in there to calm down. I told myself that I would put my gun away during the next break and so I did. Ever since then I had carried a fear of being around firearms. I actually acquired a fear of knives too. As I confronted it more and more I got to where I was only afraid to carry loaded firearms. And then it slowly became where I was afraid of carrying them around other people. Whenever I would get into these situations, like when we were out to eat at a steak restaurant with knives. I would have an extreme rush of fear, panic, and anxiety. I would actually try to avoid them sometimes.
I took another job that wasn’t in law enforcement. Not because of the anxiety, fear, or panic. I stayed in this field for approximately 3 years and decided to apply for another law enforcement job. I believed that I could overcome this stuff. As a matter of fact I knew it could be done. I prayed about it and asked God to help me overcome this. All was fine until I went to the training facility and started our firearms training. Every time we got on the firing line I had a panic attack. I had 2 weeks straight of panic attacks all day long. It left a scar on my mind and started interfering with my sleep. I made it through the training at our training facility and moved on to the site of my assigned work. then I started thinking about having to confront sitting in front of everyone in our daily briefing and having to deal with panic attacks. I stared off into space most of the time because I was so afraid of the next time I had to confront it. not only was i having panic attacks, but I wasn’t sleeping but once every 3 days because the anxiety was so bad. I would have heart palpitations while i laid in bed that were so strong I was surprised they didn’t keep my wife awake. I went through 6 months of this hell. I would sleep maybe 1 or 2 hours a night and every 3rd night I would sleep a decent 5-6 hours. It took a great toll on my health. The whole time I was dealing with this I began reading the bible. I read the entire new testament and didn’t receive a healing. I then read the old testament and still wasn’t healed.
I read the whole bible in 6 months and wasn’t healed. I believed the scriptures and saw how Jesus healed and cast out demons. I wasn’t for sure but I believed I had a demon, about 80 percent sure. I was also reading books on spiritual warfare. I got desperate and broke down crying out for the thousandth time. I begged God to please have mercy on me and show me what was keeping me from receiving the healing. It wasn’t immediate but He faithfully showed me I was still looking at pornography and that I needed to repent. I repented immediately. Three days go by and im laying in bed, i was in a face down position trying to go to sleep. i was half awake and half asleep having heart palpitations when my right leg and whole upper torso lifted off the bed. my left leg and hips were still face down on the bed. I felt no pain or discomfort. the only way i can describe it is it felt like someone grabbing you by the shirt and pulling you up, only on the inside. I felt something being pulled out of me! I tried to command it to leave in the name of Jesus but when i would try to speak my tongue would stick to the top of my mouth. I was in a state of sleep paralyzation. finally after 10 seconds or so something came out or something just let go and I went limp and passed out immediately. I woke up to go to work about 3 hours later. I thought about what happened all day. I didn’t feel any different and was disappointed because I thought I was healed.
3 more days go by and i have another manifestation. I’m still not sleeping but once every three days still by this point. I was laying in bed on my back and I was having heart palpitations trying to fall asleep when I felt something like a wind pass out of my back near the top of my left kidney. then immediately I felt a pair of hands violently but not painfully grab my ribcage and pull itself back into me. I immediately fell asleep. I woke up three hours later and went to work still not healed. God had been giving me dreams concerning my situation and showed me I had 3 demons to cast out. Three more days go by and by this time I am convinced its a demon. so im trying to go to sleep but with the same usual problems. So I decide I am going to command this demon to leave until I either fall asleep, have to get up to go to work, or until something happens(I didn’t expect anything to truly happen). I laid there for about 10 or 12 minutes commanding the demon the leave when I started drifting off into sleep. I was still commanding it to leave but i was just about to fall asleep when the unexpected happened. I began to go into what seemed like a seizure. I started violently vibrating. I then sat up in the bed and forcefully exhaled all the air in my lungs. I then felt this bubble like thing come up from the center of my stomach, up my esophagus, and out of my mouth. It had a tear drop shape and when it left my mouth i felt very small hands grab the corners of my mouth and force itself out. I fell limp on my bed with and overwhelming sense of peace. I then heard someone say my name “Daniel!!!” The voice was female and I thought it was my wife. At that moment I realized what I experienced. I sat up on the bed and looked around the room seeing nothing but darkness. I looked at my wife and she was sound asleep. I remember actually saying to myself “Did that really just happen?” The next day to my surprise I was fully healed of the panic attacks!!! I found out later that I couldn’t even have a panic attack if the world began to fall apart. God had healed me!!! I still had many things to walk out like standing in the things that used to scare me but the fear left quickly because the devil was gone. For the first time I was able to experience normal fear and normal anxiety. Neither of which are even close to panic anxiety! I hope this helps someone get healed. Please visit my website for more information: panicanxietycure.webs.com