A time to rend, and a
time to sew; a time for silence, and a time to speak
Season of Silence
To every thing there
is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: [Eccl 3:7 and 1]
I realize this post is a day later than anticipated, but the interruptions. Nevertheless, let us begin.
Now What, Lord?
There were many times over the past months that I had planned to post an article,
but it seemed each time that I planned to do so, the Holy Spirit held me back. It
was as though there was a blockade in place. It was not yet to be. I had to
wait on the Lord’s timing because I was about to enter into a season that I was
not expecting.
However, the Lord had things He wanted to reveal, things I was
to learn and to gain understanding of. I also had to fully comprehend what “suddenly”
and “unexpectedly”
really entailed. However, the lesson that occurred was only the beginning of a
turbulent and dark season.
Many, if not all of God’s people go through dark nights of
the soul, often more than once if they have been walking with the Lord for any length
of time. Some seem to enter these times more than others (as evidenced in the Bible), but Christians do experience it.
Yet, God always
brings his people through, without fail, always…and
it goes much easier if we can but look to Jesus. That sounds easy, but when circumstances and
life overwhelms us, it can quickly become desperation of the heart, mind and
soul, yet the men and women of God who were forerunners in the faith would
humble themselves and cry out to God, holding nothing back, yet walking in
appropriate fear of the Lord. They are our examples in scripture.
It was around the year 2010, give or take, that I wrote
about a saying that is often quipped in Christian circles, which is: God never gives us more than we can bear
[or handle]. The cliché was inspired by the scripture posted below.
There has no
temptation taken you but such as is common to man: but God is faithful, who
will not suffer (cause) you to be
tempted above what you are able (to handle); but will with the temptation also make a way to escape, that you may
be able to bear it. [1Cor 10:13]
What I had written was that that particular scripture
clearly speaks of temptations
and how God makes [offers] a way of
escape so that we can bear [overcome]
it. It does not speak about severe trials (tests) or tribulations that present
in this life.
No, it does not say that God will not give us more than we
can handle. I wrote that indeed, we WILL
come across many situations and trials in life that will overwhelm us and
definitely cause us to think we cannot handle it or that we will not make it
through. A sad reality is that some commit suicide, whilst others still all
away from the faith.
However, the purpose behind it all is to cause us to run to Jesus; to understand our need to depend on God. It is to strengthen us, and to teach us to lean on and trust God in all things.
In August 2012, I wrote an article about the “Dark
Night of the Soul”.
(Excerpt): “As in the processes of dying and birthing, a
paradigm shift is occurring, from that which was to that which must be. It
begins in your own Garden of Gethsemane. Here is where great darkness falls
upon the soul and spirit and the travailing begins. The flesh cries out, not
desiring to suffer and die.”
Charles Spurgeon once wrote: “I bear willing witness that I owe more to the fire, and the hammer, and
the file, than to anything else in my Lord’s workshop. I sometimes question
whether I have ever learned anything except through the rod. When my
schoolroom is darkened, I see most.”
One only has to search the scriptures to see godly people
suffering through staggering situations, pouring out their heart in prayer to God, in brokenness, despair
and great distress. But this season has somehow been very different. It was
like moving from challenging tests to the intense exams, tougher and yes, more
taxing. It was as if the hardest portions of all the previous individual tests
were extracted and put into the granddaddy of exams.
I know that I am not alone in this…there are others who have
been feeling like a fish out of water, right on the edge of the tide. The water
would splash over, just enough to keep one alive, yet somehow still just out of
reach to escape into the relief of freedom. The sense of being out of place was
overwhelming whilst fighting to get back in the flow of things – as if a fight for hope, destiny and life
were being challenged as never before.
A Storm Brewing
At the beginning of August 2018 (eight months ago), the Lord first warned me of a storm
brewing. Throughout August, the warning was repeated, yet the words “escalating”
and “accelerating”
were added near the end of the month. I still sensed no urgency in my spirit,
but I certainly paid attention and yes, I wrote about it.
In September, the words were repeated, but added to it were
the words: “A storm is brewing; it is on the horizon. Escalating, escalating,
accelerating – darkness, darkness, foreboding, unprecedented.” By the
end of September 2018, with the words being repeated, I felt that I was to post
a message, but I procrastinated because I had no idea “what” was brewing; ‘’what”
was on the horizon, or “what” foreboding
darkness was escalating, accelerating.
Was the message personal? Was it corporate? I wrestled with
these thoughts because I had no further details. I did not want to post
anything if such words were not from the Lord. It was in the second week of October
that the Lord rebuked me and said I was as Jonah, and asked me why I was
running. What?!
In my heart I argued that Jonah, firstly was a prophet,
whereas I am only but one of countless
watchmen. Secondly, Jonah’s message was strictly to warn the Assyrians (who carried out great evil and atrocities
against Israel) who were in Nineveh to repent of their wickedness and turn
back to the one, true living God.
Who was my message for? What storm was brewing and what
great foreboding darkness was escalating and accelerating? I had no answers.
For those reasons I did not want to write an article. But God is Sovereign and
His will be done, so on October 14th last year (2018), I posted the
message as led.
Deep in my spirit, I knew that the Lord did not want me to fear the darkness of the approaching storm. Many times before a storm hits, we experience heavy winds that come in sudden gusts, then die out, only to come again, as in waves.
At times we may feel drops of precipitation, but we know it is not yet the storm.
This season of darkness has been different than times before, but I posted a word in the above article. In that message, I shared something the Lord had given me. Excerpt below:
Do Not Fear the Darkness
When the darkness comes upon you, as you go through the dark season, I shall shine My light upon your heart and reveal the secret things that you have not known are there. Fear not; neither be dismayed or confounded. Be strong and of good courage. I work in the darkness; I work in ways you cannot see.
Your emotional condition is not necessarily your heart condition. Allow this piercing of the heart, for out of the wound shall pour forth all that festers and infects you. Surrender it into My hands with genuine repentance, believe and I shall heal you; you shall have a new heart. I shall shine My light into the darkness, and shall shine light upon your heart. Then shall you see clearly; then shall you know My glory in the face of My Son.
For god, who commanded the light to shine out of darkness, has shined in our hearts, to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ. [1Cor 4:6]
(End excerpt)
The Unexpected Suddenlies
Some days after posting the message in October (2018), it was during morning prayers that the Lord once
again reminded me about things happening “suddenly” and “unexpectedly”.
The first
time the Holy Spirit had spoken to me about “suddenly” was back in 2008 after
all my belongings inside my purse had spilled out somewhere, unnoticed by me
until I went to make a purchase. All my money (nearly $400 at the time, which was nearly every penny I had to my name),
my identification, everything in my wallet was gone.
I had retraced my steps throughout the entire store and out
into the parking lot. I went to Customer Service to see if anyone had at least
turned in a wallet – nothing. At the time I was a foreigner in the United
States (from Canada) and found myself
without any identification; a frightening reality.
Although the Lord had caused me to take notice of things
done ‘suddenly’ and revealed in his Word (Bible),
that was the first time He had strongly impressed upon my spirit the importance
of being aware of “suddenlies” that come “unexpectedly”. He drove it home with
me with an example, stating that there coming events will be as sudden
and unexpected as the loss of a wallet.
No amount of searching would bring answers or satisfaction. People
will become angry and blame each other, and many more will blame God. The
article was called, “We Overcome”, written in early 2008. So in October, as
I remembered what had transpired ten and a half years earlier, I understood
that things that are quickly coming will indeed happen unexpectedly and
suddenly.
At the same time, the Holy Spirit was letting me know that
sinful people with corrupt hearts, influenced by Satan and his wicked hosts (some being literally demon-possessed) would
be behind the overwhelming wickedness happening in the world, and that which is
written about in God's word about the coming great tribulation. The holy Bible is full of warnings. As hard as
it is for people to understand, it is all part of God’s perfect plan.
The one and only omnipotent God (Yhvh) forewarned mankind that this would all transpire. Satan does
not always ask permission to wreak havoc, or to cause chaos, to test us as many
people often claim that he does. They use the book of Job in the Bible to validate that statement.
Keep in mind though that Satan did not ask God if he could
carry out a rebellion in heaven, nor did he ask God if he could tempt Eve in
the Garden of Eden. However, at the same
time, remember that God is Sovereign. Try as he may (and he does), Satan cannot overrule
the will of God.
We do not fully understand why God allowed the heavenly
rebellion or the temptation in Eden. We try to reason it out and
speculate with the information we have. But one thing we can be confident of,
God is omniscient (all-wise; all-knowing, all-seeing). He is Sovereign and
omnipotent (all-powerful, almighty). Our own wisdom is foolishness to God.
The very morning after (November 7, 2012) Obama was elected for a second term, I was led to
write, Now It Begins. Below is an excerpt:
I have risen from My throne. The shaking increases
–
judgment falls, and has been falling for some time. It shall increase. It is
moving over the lands as surely as death moved over Egypt at the time that the
first born of both man and beast were slain [Ex11:5] when Pharaoh’s hard heart
had no fear of the Creator of all things.
(End excerpt)
A Sudden and Unexpected
Occurrence
The Holy Spirit had spoken to me once again about how God
does things suddenly and unexpectedly, yet cautioned me that the adversary (Satan)
does the same, always seeking to counterfeit the things of God (Yhvh). On that same day, on a return home from running errands in town,
I was waiting for a green light.
At that time of the year (October 20th) here in British Columbia, Canada the sun
is right on the horizon at 4:30 in the afternoon, which is very challenging for
drivers facing west. I had put the sun visor down, but the sun was still at
such a degree that the visor was of no help.
I was in the left turning lane, awaiting a green light. There
were only automobiles in the turning lane for oncoming traffic, but no vehicles
in the lane for traffic that was going straight through. I saw no pedestrians
waiting to cross the road. When the
light turned green, I proceeded to make my left hand turn. What happened next
was completely unexpected and very sudden.
As I was in mid-turn, I saw a woman about three feet from
the driver’s window. For an instant I thought she looked angry. About three seconds
after I saw her, I heard a sudden thud. Horrified, I pulled
over as soon as I made the turn, thinking the ‘thud’ may have been another person. I was shaking when I exited my
vehicle. Books were strewn across two lanes. With great angst, I looked toward
the back of my SUV, trembling at what I might see.
I saw two small
wheels like those seen on a small folding shopping cart. I was relieved that I
had struck an object and not a person! Yet I was not fully convinced in my
mind, so I continued scanning the sidewalk and road. How grateful I was that no
one was injured. I could not believe I had not seen any pedestrians. How could
I not have seen her, if not on the sidewalk, then at least crossing the road...sun or no sun?
In shock, I paced back and forth between the woman and my
SUV a couple of times, absorbing all that transpired. But it was less than
thirty seconds when my mind finally was clear enough to ask the woman if she
was alright. I knew she was because she was picking up the spilled books, but
it was as though I had to hear the words come from her own lips.
She would not answer me, nor would she even look at me as
she placed an armful of books down on the sidewalk. It was as if I were
invisible. Is it possible she was deaf, I wondered. I asked again. Still no
response – confused and guilt-ridden, I paced toward the vehicle and then back
toward the elderly woman.
There was a tall man
of Asian origin standing on the sidewalk that she had excitedly asked to be a
witness. I interjected, stating that a witness was not necessary, as I was admittedly at
fault and would be shouldering the responsibility. She again acted as though she did
not hear me.
When I asked her a second time if she was alright she
emphatically replied that she was calling the police. She asked the man again
about being a witness, but he quietly said he knew no English. He was soon
joined by a woman who exited the fast food restaurant and they got in a car and
left the scene.
I realized the woman had not been injured, but for one last
time, I asked if she was alright. She uttered a hasty, crisp ‘yes’, but still
refused to look at me. I sat on a short wall on the sidewalk’s edge like a defeated soul. A female employee from the restaurant came out
with a takeout cup of cold water. She came directly to me, asking if I was
alright. I nodded and thanked her as I took the cup and thirstily drank the
cool drink.
I was shocked that she came to me first, as it was obvious
that the woman standing by the two piles of books was the victim. A tear
escaped one eye as I explained that the sun had blinded me and that I had not
seen any pedestrians. She calmly stated in a matter-of-fact way that many people have
a hard time seeing in that direction (west)
at that time of day and year. She reminded me that it was an accident and not to beat myself up over it.
She placed a hand on my shoulder and told me to relax. I
felt peace as she touched me and I sincerely thanked her, still amazed that she
had come to me first. The pedestrian turned out to be a 74 year old woman, seemingly
physically fit, but who certainly did not look her age. The employee said that she had just
finished her shift as she re-entered the premises. She returned with another cup of water for the victim, offering to drive
her to wherever she wanted to go.
It was in retrospect that I realized that in my state of
shock I had never even helped the woman pick up the books. The elderly lady had
wanted the employee to be a witness, but the Good Samaritan stated that she had
only seen the aftermath. I do not know why, but I turned to the victim and suddenly
blurted out, “God really loves you. He
spared your life with no injuries!”
The employee agreed, saying, “Yes, God is good.” Well, that seemed to soften the old woman’s
heart and finally she looked at me, smiled and said, “Yes, He does and I felt
his light.”
I felt further peace and gratitude for the kind employee. She was like a peacemaker, calming two different sides. The thought struck me that God saw to it that we were all Christians, but I would learn that I was wrong. The statement about God’s love brought a paradigm shift into the situation.
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| NOT a picture of the actual books |
The woman said she had been on her way to the library to
return the books (30 altogether). She
was folding the damaged backpack that she had been pulling behind her.
Unfortunately, the folding shopping cart was destroyed, but only four of the
thirty books were damaged.
The backpack was ripped and the wheels were caught up under
my rear bumper. Again, I mentioned the mercy of God and his love for the woman
to spare her. Oddly, this time she looked at me, smiled and returned the hug I offered. We exchanged first names and phone numbers. The police arrived.
The hazard lights were flashing on my SUV, so traffic moved into the
other lane. As I moved the vehicle into a nearby alley, the wheels dislodged
from the bumper immediately and fell to the ground. The officer picked them up and placed them on the sidewalk. The female employee then took the fragments, along with the books, to her car. She waited in her vehicle as the officer got the
other woman’s information.
Handcuffs
Within five minutes, the accident victim was gone. The
officer got my information next. He said something that startled me, so I
repeated his words. “Handcuffs?!” He looked at me momentarily
puzzled. After a moment, he laughed.
“No!
I said, ‘hang tough’.” He added, “I will be back in a minute. I have to get a case number.” He was still chuckling as he headed for the
police car.
I felt like a donkey, but thank goodness! I had thought I
was going to be handcuffed and placed under arrest. The whole thing took less
than ten minutes since the officer’s arrival. He returned from his vehicle and actually
apologized for having to give me a ticket, but stated that he had no choice
since the woman had called the accident in.
Then, after he wrote the ticket up, he informed me that I
did not have to sign it, but if I did it meant that I was taking full
responsibility. I quickly grabbed the pen stating that I was at fault, so yes,
I accepted responsibility. It was a bit of a steep fine, but to me, it was a
small price to pay.
No one was hurt or worse yet, killed. He smiled as he
handed me the signed ticket, shook my hand and wished me well. “I’m free to go?” I asked. Chuckling again, he joked. “Yes, no handcuffs today. Go home and relax!”
As I drove away heading home, the whole thing seemed so
profound. Why had I not seen the woman at all, not on the sidewalk and not even
when I began my turn? Was this the storm that had been brewing on the "horizon"?
Why did the female employee come to me first to see if I
was alright, knowing that I was the driver and not the victim? Why did a police
officer literally apologize for having to ticket me? Why shake my hand, wishing
me well? It seemed so surreal.
Witchcraft and the
Subtlety of the Enemy
I will not go into all the details, but a couple of hours
after the accident, I called the woman to make sure that she was alright (mentally, emotionally). She assured me that she was fine, adding that her
son, who she said was a Christian agreed with me that God had spared her. Again
I mentioned the love of Jesus and how he had intervened. She agreed adding that
the “light and love shone in the
darkness; love and light were the guides.”
Over the course of the next two weeks, we spoke a total of
three more times. What I learned during our short conversations proved to me
that I had to pray for increased discernment because I had not expected the
information I gleaned from our talks.
And no marvel; for
Satan himself is transformed into an angel of light. Therefore, it is no great
thing if his ministers also be transformed as the ministers of righteousness,
whose end shall be according to their works. [2Cor 11:14, 15]
The books that the woman had, all thirty of them, were books
about Hallowe’en, its origin, history and how to celebrate the ‘high holy day’ (her words). She had intended
to teach her grandchildren all about the "special day" by reading them the books. Hallowe’en was coming up in only 11 days from the day of the accident.
When I stated that Christians do not celebrate that day as
witches or occultists do, she stated that there were countless “good witches” that were slaughtered by
Christians. Even Christians were burned at the stake or hung, she added. She
was not pleased when I said that there was no such thing as a good witch and
that witchcraft is witchcraft and seen akin to rebellion in God’s eyes. [1Sam
15:23]
“Let love and light be
our guides again”.
So, although the woman from the accident (yes, I know her name) said the words
with a slight twist (typical of Satan),
it comes from the Rede of the Celtic Wiccans. However, I found in my research
that there is more than one Wiccan Rede.
Yet only the Celtic one mentions “love and light”. The others mention “perfect trust and perfect love”. However, nothing that comes from Satan
is love or light, nor does he have anything to do with “perfect trust and perfect love”. He is the father of lies, counterfeiting everything that originated with
the Creator of heaven and earth and all that is within them.
I also learned that the reason I hit the cart or backpack on
wheels that she was pulling is because she admitted that she “let
it go” (pushed it).It was understandable, but I had momentarily questioned within myself if a Christian would do that. I reasoned that none of us is perfect in our walk (including myself) and that it was likely done spontaneously out of anger because I had come so close to her.
That is why there was a delay (three or so seconds)
in the “thud” I heard after I saw her about three feet away from my
driver’s side window. The bag was certainly not three feet long. It all was beginning to make sense.
At one point, my insurance broker told me that I was being
sued for three million dollars. I was flabbergasted because I had not even
touched so much as a hair on her. The only damage was to the backpack on wheels
that she was pulling and four of the books and my insurance covered the cost of replacement.
She had, however, told me that she had been to a doctor to have her eyes tested, but he had told her there was no change in them. So it became apparent that she was trying to find something wrong with her, but her doctor found nothing in his examination of her. Praise God for honest doctors!
The information about a three million dollar claim came from an insurance broker when I had stopped in to see if my insurance rates were going to increase. The info was given to me at the end of a business day,
so I had to wait overnight before I could place a call to get more information.
Meanwhile, I took the matter to the Lord. In prayer, I understood that the
enemy was trying to cause stress, doubt and fear, but I was to have peace and
trust God.
To confirm that which the Holy Spirit put on my heart, I
placed a call to ICBC (Insurance Corporation of British Columbia) the next morning. Insurance in the province of BC is a
monopoly controlled by the government – it is the only for-profit public auto
insurance in Canada.
Sovereign God
God rules! An agent at ICBC assured me that the case was closed, the
damaged items were paid for and there was no claim to sue for three million
dollars. Two weeks had passed already since the time of the accident. Also, my insurance rates would not increase, despite losing points. Even with three points deducted, I was still in the safe driver range.
Indeed, the enemy had tried to put a spirit of fear upon me, but God’s word
proves true.
Be anxious for nothing; but in everything
by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known
to God. And the peace that passes all understanding shall keep your hearts and
minds through Jesus Christ. [Phil 4:6, 7]
I did not give you a
spirit of fear, but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind. [2Tim 1:7]
Satan can be subtle or aggressive. What happened was indeed
an example of Satan’s aggression and how he counterfeits God by doing things
suddenly and unexpectedly. When we write things down that the Lord speaks to
us, Satan's watchers (demons) see it and report back to him.
I am fully persuaded that what happened that day was no accident, but a plot by the
enemy to do great harm not only to me, but to a person who ‘worshipped’ him
through witchcraft. But God! I am convinced that God intervened.
Case in point – I went back to the fast food restaurant to
personally thank the female employee that brought out the cups of cold water for both
of us, and who went out of her way to drive the victim to the library and then
home.
Guess what? No such person worked there. I described the woman to a
regular daytime staff member (I did not
have a name). There was only one woman who might fit the description, but I
would have to return as she was not there at the time of my inquiry.
The person I met when I returned was not the employee who
came to the aid of us both that day. There are only three women and three men
that work at that particular establishment full-time and four part-time students. The manager is a male.
There was no woman there that fit the description I gave. So, who was the
mysterious employee? No one knows…Hebrews 13 verse 2 speaks of entertaining angels unaware.
Secondly, I have been to that corner countless times in the
past five months since the accident. I was the first vehicle in the turning
lane. There was no music on to distract me, neither was I lost in any deep
thought. I was focused and alert. For the life of me I cannot understand how I
did not see the woman at the corner waiting for the walk signal, even with the blinding sun.
And I do know I looked for pedestrians, as always. Now I am
not one to blame every bad thing on Satan. Accidents do happen, typically
through human error. Only four months earlier, a relative very close to me was
driving home when he struck a pedestrian. The woman succumbed to her injuries a few hours later.
This hard-working, dedicated father of a toddler not quite
two, who was driving home from work, is now awaiting trial. He broke down in
tears as the charges were read against him in court because his heart breaks that he was responsible for the death of someone. It also is broken for the family that lost a loved one. He has no criminal record
but now his entire life is altered. I pray to God for a miracle for him. Perhaps the Lord will use this to draw the young man to Jesus. He is
only twenty-seven years old.
So yes, accidents happen. Human error occurs. And when my
accident happened, I was greatly shaken at the reality of what “could have been”, with the memory of the young man's accident still fresh in my mind. The only thing I can
ascertain is that the enemy blinded me so that I did not see her and that God allowed it as an
object lesson to show me the reality of the “clash of the kingdoms” Is upon the world now, and how the enemy also
moves “suddenly” and “unexpectedly”.
It was the very
morning of the accident that the Lord had been speaking to me about how He works suddenly and unexpectedly, such as the parting of the Red Sea, the
destruction of Jericho and its tumbling walls, the great flood, or as on the
day of Pentecost, or as in miracles.
One thing the Lord asked me, as he had once before when I
came across those practicing witchcraft. What would I do, knowing that the
victim was into witchcraft? Answer: I prayed for her deliverance and salvation and have
several times over the past months, as she is getting up there in age. That is
what we are to do, to pray for the lost, but never are we to compromise in
order to win them to Christ.
Witchcraft in the
Neighbourhood
It was only about a month and a half or so after the
accident that the handyman of “someone in
the neighbourhood” (names and details
are withheld to protect the identity of those involved), who knows I am a
Christian, knocked at my door extremely distraught.
Winter was nigh and it was cold, so I invited him in. He had
discovered a book on a certain property that had been negligently been forgotten by someone we both know.
Although he thought it was just a notebook, it was actually what is known as a Book
of Shadows, which is a witchcraft book that contains rituals, spells,
pagan “sabbat” days (days that are
celebrated and considered sacred by witches), recipes, private writings, astrology, charts
and more. It is a personal book.
He was greatly upset by the spells (which were descriptive as to the candles needed (colour and
number), items required, what moon phase a
spell was to be done under, incantations, whether a sacrifice was needed and if so, what etc). Spells for revenge, sickness,
calamity, curses, hexes, healing, sudden death and much more were detailed in the book. Some of the
language in a couple of portions was extremely vulgar. Great fear was upon him.
He wondered if he should return the book. I did not think
that was a good idea because then the person involved would know that he knew who
they really were and what they were up to in secret.
The owner of the Book of Shadows involved calling on Bel (master, lord aka demons), at times naming Baphomet and/or various gods and goddesses to
carry out an evil act. The person also relied on the elements, earth, air, wind and fire.
It seemed that the person is more of what is known as an eclectic witch (one who draws upon many sources and has their own form of practice). There are different types of witches. They do not consider themselves all the same, not in beliefs or in practices of the 'craft'.
Although I remember the person once expressed interest in finding a coven, they
had not done so yet to my knowledge, as they prefer seclusion. It matters not
because witchcraft is witchcraft, though some have been deceived to believe the ‘craft’
they practice is for good and not evil. However, the owner of the book stepped over the boundary with some nasty spells that were written.
He calmed down when I told him that I would fast and pray,
not only for protection for him and others (a couple of individuals
named in the book), but also for wisdom. He later told me that he burned the book, but
unfortunately he unwisely told someone who is a friend of the witch involved.
Not a good thing – yet more lost and
deceived souls that need prayers for deliverance and salvation.
Witchcraft is on the increase, just as the Lord forewarned
me back in 2010 and again in early 2012 (article
I wrote was called Now It Begins). That was the third
time in a year that I have come face to face with people who are blatantly or
secretly practicing witchcraft. (I
personally know the owner of the Book of Shadows. The person claims to be Wiccan, but denied that they practice witchcraft. They profess to be merely a lover of nature.)
I have never said a
word to this day, yet oddly, that person has avoided me, likely tipped off by a
spirit of divination, or possibly the man who made the discovery of the book
mentioned to the witch’s friend that he had shown the book to me. Each time the
Lord asked me what I would do now that it was revealed. Each time my response
was the same, to pray with fasting for their lost souls – (deliverance and salvation). I continue to pray for the person(s).
I understand that some Christians go to extremes blaming
Satan for everything that goes wrong, without admitting that some things that
occur are direct results of sin. However, the reality is that darkness, gross
darkness is covering the earth today. Witchcraft is promoted and even encouraged.
Satanic rituals are carried out in public and glorified in the music industry, in sports, movies, opening ceremonies and dedications…the list goes on.
Evil itself is escalating and accelerating. Witchcraft is
very much a part of it as the world readies itself for the Antichrist and the
beast system. The younger generation is being taught through Harry Potter
books, movies, music and lyrics, and other venues, making evil look attractive, calling it good. It is
not my intention to delve into the topic here and now; however, I am beginning
to unpack what has been going on in these past few months.
There has been some backlash occurring in my life, which I
believe has been a direct result of my interaction with those mentioned above. Obvious
demonic attacks began a little over a year ago at a church I was attending. I
felt that I had walked into a witch’s coven the very day I first entered the
church, but because there were true believers in attendance, confusion fell
upon me.
The Lord moved on me to stay for almost a year, but I could
never shake the sense that witches were also attending. It was a year of
confusion, attacks, fasting and much prayer. After a 31 day fast, the Lord opened my eyes,
ears and understanding. He instructed me to confront the two leaders of the
church (a husband and wife team) who
were operating in witchcraft and a spirit of divination.
The man refused to call himself a pastor, instead calling
himself a ‘shepherd’. The wife called herself an evangelist, although she
occasionally preached and led in worship. Even as I walked up the sidewalk
leading to the small storefront church, I had no idea what I was to say.
The Holy Spirit reminded me of scripture where Jesus was
sending out his disciples to preach the gospel, cast out unclean spirits and
heal the sick. He foretold them that when they went into the houses of kings
and governors not to be anxious or take any thought about what they should say because
the Holy Spirit would give the words in that hour. It would not be them that
speak but the Spirit of the Father that would speak through them. [See Mat 10:18-20]
The Lord did give me the words at the exact time. He had me begin the rebuke and warning with the words:
“God loves you.”
Those were the first words the Lord put in my
mouth to speak, so I know it is true. That got their attention and some huge smiles,
but the next statement, which called them to repentance, was countered with a
rebuke to me. They had such a bitter root of unforgiveness and anger towards
people, and anyone who opposed or questioned them were called witches. I wrote about it previously and will not
rehash it here.
Sadly, only a few months after the Lord had me warn them and
inform them of the Lord’s willingness to forgive if they would repent, they
sold the church and their home and left the province. How tragic! I earnestly prayed that they
would be delivered and restored. I do not know what has happened to them since
they left.
But They Talk like
Christians
New agers (who now
often refer to themselves as ‘spiritual beings’), witches (not all witches
practice the craft the same), Satanists (who
oddly, most do not worship Satan) and Luciferians (there
is a difference between Satanists and Luciferians, although both believe humans
are ‘gods’ – the original lie the serpent told in the Garden of Eden) will use
words that sound “Christian”. They
will even use quotes from the Bible.
And no marvel; for Satan himself is transformed into an angel of light. Therefore it is no great thing if his ministers also be transformed as the ministers of righteousness; whose end shall be according to their works. [2Cor 11:14, 15]
That should come as no surprise since Satan, who took the
form of a serpent in the Garden of Eden, took God’s Word but twisted it to
cause doubt and to present a different meaning. Satan spoke scripture in the
temptation of Jesus Christ in the desert wilderness before Jesus began his
ministry. Jesus countered it with scripture spoken in proper context.
Words such as light, love, evil and darkness, forgiveness
etc will flow freely from the mouths of those who dabble in the occult. Every
time that I came in contact with someone who practiced witchcraft, the words
they used sounded Christian, but that should be no surprise since Satan is the
author of confusion.
The person who owned the Book of Shadows would on rare
occasion use the name of Jesus, but the Jesus spoken of was not the Jesus
written about in the gospel; neither was the ‘god’ referred to the true, living
God, Creator of heaven and earth and all that is therein. They speak of a false Christ and idols (false
gods).
It is because of the language used that I initially thought
that the woman involved in the accident was a Christian. It was only after a
few conversations with her that the truth was revealed. It is why I not only
pray for increased discernment, but also the wisdom to know what to do once
truth is revealed.
I wanted to share what began slowly in August 2018 when I was
hesitant and procrastinating about putting a message out about a storm that was
brewing, even on the horizon. Even though things happened like a storm in my
personal life, I do believe that the message is for the Body of Christ.
The subject of witchcraft and the different types of witches
has been the subject of many books. What I wanted to say has been said, with no
intention of delving deeper into it here. We cannot ignore the reality of the occult, demons, witches and Satan, even though many
do, but neither can we walk in fear.
Jesus defeated Satan on the cross when he
offered up his life as the perfect Lamb slain, spilling his precious blood and
dying, being buried and resurrected. Jesus Christ has all power and authority over Satan and his demonic realm and we have the victory over him through Christ Jesus.
For they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of their testimony, and loved not their lives unto death. [Rev 12:11]
However, it takes no genius to see that we are indeed living
in the days where evil is called good and good is called evil.
Woe unto them that
call evil good, and good evil; that put darkness for light, and light for
darkness; that put bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter! Woe unto them that
are wise in their own eyes, and prudent in their own sight! [Is 5:20, 21]
It is getting late and I want to post this, but later tomorrow I will post a word about great waters, great earthquake, Damascus and Gaza, Washington, NYC, coastal lands and more.
for His glory alone
Bonita dovesofthevalleys4@gmail.com
