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Tigress
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| Posted 3/26/2004 7:46 AM (GMT -6) |   | A Night of Battle
By: ThCWrigh@southernco.com
This is an awesome website. Reading these stories, I believe, could
turn even the most devoted skeptics into believers. I for one have never doubted. I have always believed in God and I've always believed that He would protect me and see me through any and everything. So far He has never let me down. However, one horrifying confrontation with evil taught me a lesson that I will never forget.
I was about to be a senior in college and rather than spend the
summer with parents, my two best friends and I decided to sub lease an apartment for the summer. Before I go any further let me reassure you that the apartment was a pleasant and comfortable place. No ghostly instances to speak of. However, one of my roommates was involved in a religion that involved chanting (which seemed to put her in some type of trance), deep meditation, and placing offerings before an alter. These practices concerned me but I tried to keep an open mind as I'm the first to admit that everything that we don't understand is not always bad.
Halfway through the summer, I began to really draw close to the Lord. As my spiritual walk grew stronger, I suddenly became aware of how tormented emotionally, mentally and spiritually my friend had seemed through all of our friendship. (We have been friends since grade eighth grade.) She was always subject to severe mood swings and depression and people were always claiming to dislike her and wanted to avoid her. I suddenly wanted nothing more than to see my roommate experience the joy that I was experiencing walking with God as a Christian. I had begun reading several books about spiritual warfare and standing in the gap (or praying and interceeding) for others and soon felt battle ready to stand against any demons that might prevent my friend from seeing the light.
Right away I began praying daily for my friend and rebuking any demons that may be within her. I had anointed the apartment upon moving in and felt that would be enough covering. One night of terror would prove me wrong, wrong, wrong. One night I was up fairly late. All of my roommates were asleep and my boyfriend (now ex boyfriend) who decided to stay the night because of the time, was asleep also. I sat up watching television until I got tired of flipping the channels. I didn't know why at the time but I had felt a strange uneasiness all that evening. The bedroom I was
staying in had two beds and since my boyfriend had gone to sleep in my bed, I decided to sleep in the other. Right away as I attempted to go to sleep, I felt an evil presense in the room. I said a prayer and tried to brush it off but suddenly the room felt thick and uncomfortable as if some great weight or heavy cloud was descending in the room. I turned over on my back to see a thick white mist in the corner of my room over the doorway. The mist soon became defined as I was able to make out what appeared to be the lines of a thick white blob with features that seemed to shift in and out of focus. I was so fearful that I ran to the bed my boyfriend was in. As I dived in the bed next to him, he barely flinched at all the commotion. He
was in a deep sleep. As I settled under the covers, I was still aware that the evil presence was hovering in the corner. Opening my eyes, I prayed I would see nothing. To my dissappointment, the shifting mist still hovered there and was joined by what appeared to be two other misty forms. This is where things get foggy because suddenly I was overwhelmed with a sleepiness I cannot explain. I was still afraid and I WANTED to stay awake but couldn't. As I drifted off to sleep, I heard the mist tell me in the most vehemently evil voice I had ever heard that I was going to die and who did I think I was praying for anyone. The last notion I remember as I drifted to
sleep was "Oh my God! The demons in my room were my roommate's."
The next few hours were the most horrific of my life. Soon after I
went to sleep, I was awakened every few moments by something shaking me violently and it grew worse as the shaking went to punching and sometimes choking me. I promise you every word of this is true. I thought I was going to die. What's worse is that I couldn't open my eyes and I couldn't scream. I could only try to punch groggily at whatever assaulted me. When daylight finally came, I was more than thankful as I did not know if I would ever see another day. My room felt completely different from the night before. The air even smelled different. I didn't discuss what happened to me the night
before with my boyfriend. He was the king of skeptics and I knew without a doubt the validity of what happened to me the night before could not be challenged. Strangely enough, he did ask me what I watched on television that gave me such bad dreams. He said that I shook so violently and punched so fiercely during the night that several times he awoke but was too sleepy to try calming me down.
For days I questioned how God could allow this to happen to me. I had only been praying for my friend and being attacked so violently had shaken my faith. My answer came swiftly from Ephesians 6:10-12 which says "Be strong in the Lord and the power of His might. Put on the whole armour of God that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places." I quickly realized the mistake I had made. I took on the forces of evil without thinking of the repercussions and without
ensuring that I was protected and shielded by the armor of God. I had overlooked a very natural law of spiritual warfare that states that whatever is coming against the person you're standing in the gap for probably isn't happy about it and will come after you. Since then, I have learned to diligently seek the Lord's will and protection before I step out into spiritual warfare. It's mandatory that you do the same. As I read many of these stories, I always like to hear about those who called out to God or used the Word of God to get rid of pesky or evil spirits. The paranormal is real and it's exciting but what you must do is recognize that you can't afford to play with anything that you can't handle. Checking out haunted
houses and being interested in the paranormal is one thing but the practice of witchcraft, the use of Quija boards, tarot cards, other occult and etc. are all things that can land you in a heap of trouble and grief if you're not more than careful. You have to ask yourself is it worth it? What am I inviting into my bedroom, my home, my life? I'm still praying for my friend. She's not a Christian yet but she has begun seeking the Lord for herself. At least when she's ready to talk about it, I'll be around for her to talk about it with. Thanks for reading my story.
Paranormal Phenomena
By: sabha@satyam.net.in.
Came upon your website quite by accident. My ancestral home is in a town called Allahabad in India. About 15 years back an unusual occurance started taking place there. As evening began, it started raining stones. These were not too big at first and came from one direction only. No one was hurt but everyone was understandably worried. A thorough personal investigation by my employees, and other friends revealed no positive clues. The stones continued falling. They would stop just as it got dark. Then, the press got the story and since my family is a well known one, the police landed up in full force. My house was literally taken over by the cops and they were all set to put a bullet into anyone they caught in the act. This resulted in the stones getting bigger and bigger till they became huge. About the size of a human fist or sometimes larger. They would come with such force that they'd shatter after hitting a wall. Yet no one was hurt. This naturally sent the cops diving for cover. Then they came up with the novel solution of just grabbing a couple of guys from my locality and breaking their hands and legs just so that the culprit would get the message. I naturally did not allow this. Then someone told me about a Muslim gentleman who could help me. I approached him. He told me outright that I should not suspect any human hand in this. He made out an amulet on a piece of paper and told me to paste it in the direction facing the fall of these stones. I did so and thereafter the phenomena ceased to take place. India is a land where such occurances are not uncommon. As this is a personal one I thought I'd send it to you.
Tigress 
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Tigress
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| Posted 4/9/2004 6:50 AM (GMT -6) | | India lady speaks Finnish!
By: Jesse@hotmail.com
India is a wild place with a long history of spiritualism. I have a few experiences which stick out in my mind - all true stories. I was taken to a remote village with a group of young people. We were all part of a missionary team. After talking with the people through translators, singing some song we had learn in Hindi, and telling them about Jesus, many of the people came up to us and said they saw evil spirits and ask if we could pray for them.
A man brought up his wife, he was crying and through a translator he told us that his wife was possessed by an evil spirit and as a result she could no longer speak. I was 18 years old at the time and was a little intimidated. I was with a man who was from Finland and we began to pray for the lady. After praying for a few minutes nothing was happening, but I could feel a power struggle. My friend spoke to this lady in his native Finnish language. I saw her eyes change and this evil look came on her face. This primitive lady who had never seen white people before, knew no English, began speaking to my friend in Finnish. My friend told me that he commanded the spirit in Jesus name to tell him where the gateway was. The spirit spoke through this lady in a completely different language and harsh voice. He said that the gateway was under a plate which the lady had put on her forehead to honor a idol god. He could not believe that the lady spoke to him in Finnish, (which is one of the most difficult languages to learn.)
We put our hands on the lady's forehead and her whole body started shaking. We said in Jesus name come out and go to the place prepared for you. The lady began coughing and coughing. She then turned to her husband and began to speak with him in her native tongue, they both were crying with joy. It was the first time they spoken together in over two years. Two other people that night were prayed over in the name of Jesus by our friends and had similar results. The people thanked God that they had been delivered.
Another time while living in India a Chinese friend and I learned that our neighbor and hung himself. That night we were awoken by a series of clear screams in our room. In one instant a scream was heard in all the corners of our room and then I felt like a person was one inch from my face and screamed. This happened about 1 am and my friend and I both were woken from a deep sleep, we were so shaken up that we could not even talk to one another for several minutes. The next day some friends down the street also reported hearing a scream which ran down their street. This happened every night for about a week. The scream would be clear and the most evil thing I have heard. Finally we prayed to God for protection and told the scream in Jesus name that it could not come back into out room. It never came back to our room, but we heard it run down the street. After praying down the street and near bye streets it never was heard again. All this to say that spirits are real and can be controlled by the power of Jesus name. If you ever experience ghosts or sprits command them to leave in Jesus name and ask God to protect you.
Tigress
"Name a shrub after me. Preferably one that's prickly and difficult to eradicate."
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| Posted 5/6/2004 10:54 AM (GMT -6) | | The Unseen Living
By: eiWMLssp@win.bright.net
I am a firm believer in things we don't always see. Unseen living things or beings. My first experience was when I was a child of about 8 years old. As a child I lived in a foster home. One evening I was asleep on the couch in our living room. There was a chair up against the couch so I couldn't fall and get hurt. At the foot of the couch was an old oil burner type stove...and to the left of that was a bedroom which was partially lite by a dim red night light. The main part of the living room was off on my right. Anyhow, during the course of the night I woke up. I remember I was totally awake because I was looking around trying to figure out where I was. As I become aware of my surrounding (I could see pretty good in the dark as the night light helped) I saw something standing between the couch and the stove. It was some type of being about the height of four feet. Due to the glow of the night light I could see it was a solid object. If I didn't know any better I swear it was a person under a blanket...only thing different was it had hair or fur growing all over it. As I watched it...it slowly vanished from my view, like it evaporated. By this time I was so terrified by what I had seen and by how close it had been to me (it was less than 2 feet from my feet) that I cover my head with blankets thinking to myself that if I hide whatever it was may not see me and would go away. Now, I never found out what this thing was nor have I ever seen it before. In my mind I think this was some sort of spirit or demon.
Recently, I had another experience. First I must explain that I lost one of my sisters in a car accident little over a year ago. She was fond of singing and playing the guitar. After she was killed, I visited the spot where she died and gathered some sage from the area. (Sage is a type of leaves we burn as a cleansing incense). Anyhow, one evening I was lying in my bed sleeping with the televion on. Prior to falling asleep I had been watching a 6 hour tape of a Gomer Pyle marathon. Somewhere before the tape ended I fell asleep. In the dream I was having, I was walking through an apartment I once rented. In one of the doorways there was an old folk guitar I recognized as being the one my sister always played. It began to play by itself and I began to get frightened. Somehow...from somewhere...I heard my sister pleading with me...."Baby bro', baby bro', you gotta get up quick...quick it's trying to get your body, wake up!!!" Oddly enough, I could feel myself waking up and as I was doing so, again I could hear my sister's voice telling me this over and over, "Jesus Christ is the Son of God the Father almighty." And I began to say it along with her. As I got closer to waking up I could actually feel something very cold weighing down on my body. It was like I was paralyzed. But as I repeated that sentence along with my sister again and again...I could feel that thing lift up off me. As soon as it got off I began to hear Sergeant Carter yelling at Gomer pyle.
Again I do not know what this was nor do I want to ever experience this again. I have one other experience that has come into the public light but that will be shared at another time. Thank you for listening and reading.
I think I was Saved by a ghost...
By: RebelBabe98@aol.com
Hi! My name is Crystal, and about a year and a half ago, I was in an accident. I was driving and ran into the center divider on the freeway. I wasn't wearing my seatbelt, and yet, I had bruises on my chest. Five of them, like a large hand. The "fingers" were pointing to the right so, the "hand" came in from the driver's side window (which shattered across my face). I walked away from the accident with a broken wrist and a dislocated foot. Is it possible that I have a guardian angel?
Thanks for your time.
Tigress
"Name a shrub after me. Preferably one that's prickly and difficult to eradicate."
-Captain Jack Aubrey
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