CWIM Founder's Testimony I have overcome by the BLOOD OF THE LAMB And Word of MY Testimony! Hello All, This is my testimony in short; it is not short in length. Many details have been left out but the bulk of it is here. I ask only that you take all of this to Lord. Believe me it is as unbelievable to me as you! And my Friend It was me, I live only because of the MERCY and GRACE of GOD the Father! I was born in Fresno, CA; moved immediately to Texas. We went to the Church of Christ where I was saved at about 5 years old with much weeping before the Lord. We moved every year throughout TX until My Dad had a motorcycle wreck in which he was in a comma with a blood clot stuck in his brain for 32 days. Then in a body cast at home for months. He ended up losing his left leg. I was 7 at the time. My Mom divorced him. He was my idol it was a crushing blow to see the police surrounding him so that we could leave. My Mother remarried about 2 years later to a business type man opposed to what I had been living, camping etc. (to show you my personality) My Step-dad asked all of us kids (older brother, younger sister; each by 3yrs) right before He married my Mom what we thought of him and him marrying my mom. They said that they liked him and thought it was fine (he gave us money and stuff all the time) I told him that I didn't like him and that I did not want him to marry my mom. They married. At 12 I found myself before the Lord again in a Methodist church weeping before the Lord (this was normal for me when in the presence of God). I learned a lot from my Step-dad even through the physical and mental abuse, e.g. hit in the face, kicked, beating with a belt until bleeding etc.; ridiculed in front of family, friends (I did not bring my personal friends over) etc. I took my first real drink of alcohol at 14. I drank a fifth of Jim Beam scotch. I thought I had found my relief. I am an alcoholic this I now know was part of a generation curse. I tried my first drugs (pot) shortly after. I moved out of the rich house and moved in with my real Dad after an attempted beating. I walked about 10 miles in a thunderstorm to reach my Dad. I was 15. This worked for about 3 months. I was at this time totally out of control. Drinking and doping was a constant. I moved out during a fight with him. I lived on the streets for about 2 months until I moved into a motel. I worked for sonic (hamburger place) and did very well there. Which was my pattern. About 16 I moved back in with my real dad, shortly after that I tried to commit suicide. I cut my wrist; my cousin fixed me up. I moved out; drinking anything and everything, doing virtually every drug. PCP, and downs of various types/colors were my choice. Nothing was taboo, in fact that was my pride everything was GO; sex, drugs, and rock-n-roll. Still at: 16 I used to see a man he would always walk carrying a brown satchel. I thought something was wrong with him, not crazy but weird (I was the weird one HAHA). One morning before work about 7am on a nice sunny Texas day he sat with me and told me about Jesus. I was hung over and had blown the engine in my car. I was really just trying to be nice to the man. Then suddenly I saw a flash in the sky and it came straight down and smacked in the chest, WOW! Good Morning Holy Spirit! I did not know this was the Holy Spirit. I did not know of the Holy Spirit at all, but I knew it was God. This was not asked for it just happened. I was joyous of-course all day. That night I did my normal stuff. I moved into my first apartment with two 20+ year olds. I played in the criminal arena for a while not out of need, just to do it. Once was out of need toward the end of that part of my life. At seventeen I finally saw my Mother again for the first time since I left home. No I didn't call while away or anything. She signed my papers so I could get in the US Navy. Booze was better, dope was better, girls more available, work much harder, cool I thought. I was outstanding in all the aforementioned; the drugs keep my rank to what it was when I went in E-1. At 19 the Navy placed me in Rehab for alcohol/drug treatment. The doctors said I would be dead in 2 years due too my extremely bad liver. I was not concerned. I knew that nothing would happen to me. I always knew deep down (in my spirit I know now, then I didn't) that nothing was ever going to take my life until it was time. I had a dream at this time; actually a photograph while asleep (I had them for as far back as I could remember) but this time I realized every time I had one it came true within 2 weeks. I also noticed that I was able to "feel" what other people were feeling and interpret it. I did not tell anyone just used it to my own advantage mostly in the form of manipulation. I left the Navy by signing a Medical waiver. I was in about 6 months longer than my assigned term. While in the Navy I sold drugs and loan sharked. I got married to my girl friend from CA., where I was stationed. We had dated about 2 years. We had a son. When He started crying at the yelling on TV (at 2 years old) we jointly called off the marriage. I told her we would be back together within 5 years. I moved back to Texas, continued drinking. I had stopped the dope. My dope ranged was like my life all out: I did just about every drug around the only thing I did not do was the needle but had been around it from time to time. Yes, I did the drugs that they used in the needle. About April I believe 1984 the Lord gave me the burden of my life. He revealed something to me. I cried before him day and night. I immediately started searching the scriptures to validate it. I saw that I believed it and that it came from God. In a couple of months the Lord (actually the Holy Spirit) spoke to me audibly for the first time. He said, "I don't want you to do anything". I have overcome by the BLOOD OF THE LAMB And Word of MY Testimony! Page 2 I continued in my-self will and still studied the scriptures to the max. By this time I had already in my life read the bible from cover to cover, not with understanding. (I was too young about 9 years old.) I was about 25 at this time. I had quite drinking at this revelation from God and knew I had a call. I was mistaken at its application but believe its content. In fact I believe it more now than then. We will see! I met my first Spirit filled girl, she spoke in tongues. I did not believe in such things. But learned to believe. I studied the Holy Spirit and His gifts. She left during this time; she had her own demons. I started Church at an Assembly of God. During a study session at my desk at home the words on the bible began to literally move around on the page then off the page, the Word of the Father had just become THE LIVING WORD OF GOD ALL MIGHTY! I continued my study on the Holy Spirit and His gifts (from the LIVING WORD OF GOD and at LEAST 2 commentaries). Knowing that I was on the right track and believing in The Spirit of Jesus. In the bathtub (my private time with God) I prayed, cried out with Isaiah SEND ME, SEND ME! Oh LORD I WILL GO! I believe it was the next morning. I highlighted the verse (I still use the same bible often) Isaiah 43:1-3, starting at "I have summoned you by name; you are mine...” Also during this time I would pray where is my stallion, Lord? I will ride with you! I asked for and received the baptism of the Holy Spirit with the Gifts of discernment and wisdom. I immediately started seeing demons, sensing them also when I went to places. They began their physical assault by holding me down, choking me and laughing. I was terrified and ignorant. I did not pray or call upon the Lord for help. This happened many times in various ways, not to mention I would see them constantly. I reasoned within myself that the demons could not hurt me unless God allowed them too. This has proved to be the case and remains that way to this day. The Word of the Lord came to me about 6-7 times during this 2-year period. I was taken in the Spirit and given my first photograph/vision while I was awake. I was in prayer lying on my bed. I prayed Lord God I want to know you better than I knew my wife, better than I know my best friend. Suddenly I saw a picture of who I believe was Jesus: eyes translucent blue, ice blue, hair white as snow just touching His shoulders, a snow white robe. It gave me the impression of ancient but new, forever. If I had to place the age of the Person I would have to say low 30's. My Spirit rose out of my body and floated about 3 feet above it for about 15, 30 seconds or so. I was freaked out and scared, I did not except anything like this. The interpretation of this: I am flesh have a body yet I am Spirit, I have always been and Always will. My Spirit gently descended back into my body and the picture vanished. A couple of months later: While driving home from work one day suddenly the veil was lifted from my face. I saw the reality; the true reality, I could see the spirit of man. I saw him as he really is. Even the building and trees, I can not describe it. (One of the pastors that tried to help me not too long ago. He has the gift of healing. Is the only person that I have met that has had this same occurrence)? Sometime in this period my right lung collapsed. It did this 3 times before major surgery was done. After the surgery I caught bronchitis. I thought my lung had collapsed again. I prayed for healing. The bronchitis was removed immediately. According to the Word of the Lord that He gave me out of the book of Hosea 3:4. My X-wife came back. It had been 4.5 years. She got saved, Praise God. She had 2 visions at our wedding. She had NEVER been in a church in her life until 6 months previously. She saw Jesus carrying her. I did not see the demons anymore I know now that they were there! They would pound me constantly through her. The Word of the Lord came to me as I was on my Knees weeping asking why? And pleading but you told me to do this (to marry her). My heart of flesh opened as with a mouth and said Faith, I heard the word. I continued with her. They keep up their work on her, pounding me every day, no exaggeration, absolutely none! I cried out to the Lord Jesus at work one night with the same question. He was used to the question. I had of-course forgotten about the call on my life and the demons. (We know the parable of the sower). The Lord Jesus came and hugged me, I saw him and felt him. If you have seen spirits then you will understand I did not see his features plus He was turning to go. I continued and continued. I began to see the demons again. She did not believe. I was barely hanging on. My relationship with God had suffered greatly. My armor broke I fell to the temptation of pornography. I fell. Picture a fighter plane smoke streaming out of it rear heading straight down fast and hard. Burning with resentment, hate, anger, guilt, and shame. I moved out on October 31st. Got drunk that night. When the splash down occurred it did not stop. I continued down & down to the very pit of Hell until the stench of my burning body reached the nostrils of the Lord at His altar and He Sent His mighty angels and the Holy Spirit to save my charred flesh, my totally ravaged soul. The Lord Himself kept my spirit. I stayed drunk and doped up for about 2 years. I went to Alcoholics Anonymous and began to seek God again. I met Jodie (now my wife). I worked 8 of the 12 steps. I remained sober and clean and began to find The Father. After a couple of years I began seeing the demons again. I told Jodie that I was seeing demons again and told her "not to pray I was not ready". We both knew that she was a prayer warrior with power. How much we didn't really know! These demons I thought were just sex demons, I was not ready to give them up. The next day while driving home from work I realized that the demons were gone. I knew that Jodie had prayed. I made a near fatal error! In my mind I willed them back. They came back and brought their friends with them. The Father has never forsaking me! I stopped seeing the demons as they worked behind the scenes. I began to change, slowly, very slowly. In fact I did not noticed nor did others. I got very deep into pornography. I mean only where the sickest minds go. (This took about 2 years.) I did not know what was happening to me. I had been crying for about 2 weeks nonstop, especially when I was alone. I was virtually always alone. Jodie and I did not live together. At work I worked around about 100 people but since I 'm a maintenance mechanic I have great freedom in movement and would go outside a lot. I looked like the walking dead and I was. I could not think, reality was far from me! So I avoided the people AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE. I had prayed about an hour earlier: Father, if this doesn't stop I will not be here by morning. In fact I had actually done this 2-3 times that morning. I sat on my heels in a corner crying, weeping. Then suddenly The Holy Spirit said, "Depression, Self-pity". I knew nothing of the true and real war we fight. In my spirit I knew what to do. With all I could muster in my severely weakened and hammered out state I said " In the NAME JESUS, I bind you and cast you out Depression and Self-pity". I watched and saw instantly two angels of the Lord God ALMIGHTY grab the two demons and in a flurry of activity like when one grabs in a bear hug, the angels hauled the two demons off. The craziness and the tears stopped immediately. I felt a demon move within my belly, I knew that I wasn't clean yet, but the craziness had stopped; the tears, the constant tears, the eminence pain that racked my soul had abated. I did not feel, as good as that sounds and still wasn't sure what had actually happened. My mind had been mashed and dissected into TOTAL oblivion. The ability to think, to hang on to a thought had completely left me. The only way I got through the "minutes" for weeks was BY HIS GRACE. I had nothing to do with it! I had met my defeated adversary and that of all of Gods people, yes the adversary of the world! More importantly I met the awesome love of The Father and His saving, merciful hand! I am eternally grateful to The Father whom I serve. An hour later I said to my-self, "I think I am feeling better", another hour or so "I am feeling better, much better"! I walked out side to have a cigarette and to feel something besides pain; the horizon was how and where it always was bleak and closed. Suddenly the horizon spilt open, it was BEAUTIFUL as THE LORD OF LIFE opened my eyes. I saw the horizon burst open, it went on & on. By the Love of Christ it went ON & ON. I saw it had no end. Life went ON & ON it never stops. For the first time in my 37 years of life I wanted to Live! I did not want to die! Tears running down my face I gave Glory to HIM WHO LIVES FOREVER, to HIM WHO GIVES LIFE unto ALL whom ASKS! (I praise His name in my tears as I write these words). HE ALONE is GOD! There is NO other. The author and FINISHER, In the NAME OF JESUS. By the end of the day I was lifted to maximum joy. I soon was filled with deep concern for Jodie. I knew what was happening. I prayed and bound and cast out her attackers and rushed to the AA meeting to tell Jodie what had been happening and what God had done. I saw her; she too was filled with joy. It had been a long time for her also. I knew God had answered my prayer. I put my arm around her and she suddenly flinched and snarled, by looks not by sound! She denied everything; I was floored but knew what was up. Just minutes later Jodie denied that she had denied. Then she said, I understand now, God put on my heart two days ago to give you Mike and Kay's phone number. I searched and searched until I found it. I told her that I still felt A demon left inside my belly, thinking I only had one left. No biggee. I was joyous, exuberant!! And Jodie said, "there is more than one". I accepted this but was unconcerned. 5-1-98: I am in severe depression, the tears are back. The demons know that I know. They are not happy. I e-mail Jodie. I now find it hard to remember the past couple of years. I remember parts but details are vague. I realize that I was not really there, sort of, but not there. I call Mike and Kay and tell them what is going on. They say "we were just talking the other day to a friend who has a friend in the deliverance ministry. I told them that God had put it on Jodie's heart to give me their number. They say that they had been suddenly thinking of Jodie also the last couple of days. I ask them to get me the number to the minister, Dr. Henry Malone. They make the calls to track down his number. On 5-5-98 I call Dr. Malone. I can not seem to get through, I can not dial the number properly. I finally get through. I tell him just a little of what is happening. He immediately sets an appointment. I tell them they are going to kill me. He says they are a liar and can't do anything. I know them first hand and know that they can and will the second they get the chance. My appointment is set for June 30, 1998, 10 AM. My God, I will never make it. I am filled with fear, reality slips again into some nonexistent place. I am seeing demons all over the place. I clean my room of all materials, pornography, heavy metal music, subliminal tapes of all types. Some associated to ESP: which is Witchcraft. I clean my computer of all porno pictures and video clips (I had mega megs of everything you can think of the only taboo was kiddy porn. Thank God, He spared me from this. I did not venture there. I was into EVERTHING ELSE). I took all things to a trash Dumpster in a shopping center parking lot. I did want the temptation to take it back. I put the TV on TBN it stayed on 24/7 from this point on. I realize at dinner that Malone and His warriors had prayed for me. I am covered in the blood of Jesus. I see this veil before eyes and I am at peace, but still not able to think very well. I am very grateful and thank God for Dr. Malone. I have Overcome by the BLOOD OF THE LAMB and Word of MY Testimony! Page 3 Sleep was virtually impossible for me to get. They would keep me awake in fear and torment. Assaulting my mind, coming and going in and out of my body. The main one, whom I named Loathe. I watched him meld with at least 2 other demons and he lay on top of me. I could not breathe for a few seconds, maybe 3. He pushed into my body like soft cheese through a screen door. I prayed again, I bound, I cast, I prayed for Jodie. The others were still in the room; I could sense them, enough to see them! Loathe was so overpowering that his presence alone would blot out the others. When he melded this was horrifying! Then to feel and see him enter into my body. May God have MERCY! They would wake me up at night, shaking the bed, tapping me on the shoulder, standing there for me to see. Floating around the room, shaping and reshaping. The assaults on my mind were endless! I began to seek help any help. I called Dr Malone again. I must see you NOW. He said NO. I cried to God; Help me OH Lord, you are God; help me please! I constantly prayed, bound and cast. All to NO avail, the demons had blanketed my prayers, constantly intercepting them. My prayers couldn't get through. I begged and pleaded! One day while driving home from work Loathe came to my mind and said he was going to kill me. I asked Jodie to come by and take my guns out of the house and lock them up in storage. I did not have a key. I called Malone again. He was out of town. I called prayer line after prayer line to be ridiculed, to be told that demons couldn't touch the saved. One told me "God just showed me your spirit, there is nothing wrong with you". My spirit was fine! I belonged to Jesus, but my soul; my body was in HELL. I do mean HELL! I e-mailed hundreds of Pastors all over the World (using the TBN Rolodex) Only two answered. One did not have a clue but thank God He answered. Jesse Duplanis answered (personally) He sent me scriptures assured me that they could not win. He had a clue but not the answer I needed. He is a GREAT MAN OF GOD!! I started understanding that this was all of God, it was happening just as He wanted. I prayed that many would be helped by me being able to hear, see, and feel and understand all that was happening. Again Loathe came and threatened me, I told him in no uncertain words what me and MY JESUS was going to do to him. He said we'll see and I replied yes I will see you begging for mercy but I will have none. I prayed and asked this to come to pass. This is when I named him; he was pure hate, anger, and death. After this he began to surge from my belly and constantly threaten me, jumbling my mind, trying to trick me. I started sleeping on the couch with the TV on TBN plus the one in my room turned to TBN and on. My room was so thick, it suffocated me. I was in great fear. I knew nothing but fear and torment and the Name of JESUS. When he would "power up" and threaten me. I would hammer him with the word of God. I told him many times he was a coward that he hid behind women and children. That he was a murderer. he let me know this was true and that he was proud of it. I stopped the murder part. I told him how awesome MY JESUS was how HE had kicked their butts! This really made him mad!! All the while I prayed and did everything I could think of too get free. The torment increased. Jodie prayed for me again as I set at my computer typing a letter. My window was open the wind blowing in moving the drapes. I look up from my computer and I saw a flame shoot through my window about 2 feet long and 8 inches in height. It was traveling very fast and the flame was as in a triangle, the flames "licking" at the rear; undoubtedly due to its flight. I watched and felt it smack me right in the heart. I needed that dearly that night. I thanked God and I thanked him for giving me Jodie. I was accustomed to her mega powerful prayers this was not the first. I called a Pastor from work. I was exceedingly desperate. He told me, He would see me after the Sunday morning service but for me to check in with him before the service. He said "do not fear I will be the one in control" He said so with authority I believed and was relieved a great deal. Then He prayed and asked for the angels to come to me and to protect me. They came before he had finished uttering the words. I felt their presence. I went back to my corner. I sensed and saw a demon coming from behind me, on my right. The angel whirled grabbed him and hauled his filthy being off. Then the next night it started about 10 PM. loathe made his move. He surged so strong from my belly, up my throat; each time higher and higher. My God, I can't keep him down, if he gets to my lips he will go full blown. He will kill me! I was terrified. I was praying and praying and on the phone again to prayer lines, nothing helped cause no one believed. One did believe and started to cast him out. My God, I cried to her NO, NO stop! I am here alone he will kill me if he comes up. She stopped by the grace of God and said wait let me be led by the Spirit. I quickly agreed and encouraged her. Then she began to pray: "Father in the NAME of JESUS I ask that your peace cover Shane from the top of his head to the soles of his feet". Loath went down, I had peace for a little while maybe 15 minutes or so. This was great relief. He started to "power up" again surging up and up. I could not keep him down. I was desperate, I had to keep him down. I knew if he was able to go into full manifestation I would not be conscious and he would kill me. I called Mike and Kay; woke them, Kay answered. She called her Pastor he was out of town. She called the associate pastors. She prayed ( I'm sure Mike joined her) I felt loathe go down. He came back up. Finally the associate pastor called me. I told him a little, very quickly. He had never heard of such a thing. We prayed loath went down. This process starting with me calling Mike & Kay happened one more time that night/morning. I made an appointment to see Mike and Kay's pastor the next day after work. I finally slept for one hour. This time in my Dads room with Him. This was the second night that I had slept in my Dads room. He is not a believer in the occurrences that I now write. I had warned him not to lock me up, if it happened I would die. I tried to go to work but the demons were up again in power. I stopped at a pay phone and called in sick. I went straight to the church, it is 5 AM. I can not wait! If only I can get on Holy ground I will be all right is what I think. No one gets to the church until 8 Am the sign says. I wait and pray and pray and cry. I sleep a few minutes. I watch the clock. I could barely maintain what little sanity I had left. It is 8 AM no one has come. MY GOD NOT TO DAY! At 9 AM a man shows up. I tell him I need to see the Pastor immediately. By this time I had learned to be very careful as to whom I told what was going on. I knew that few believed, fewer really believed and almost none knew! The man thought I was crazy. He called the Pastor. He would be there in a little while. He opened the sanctuary and put on music for me. I prayed and paced. I saw 2 angels in the sanctuary. They were worshipping type angels not the warrior type that I was used too. That was fine it gave me comfort. I knew that God was in this place. I had gotten a great mistrust of Gods people. They did not know anything. They did not know God, they did not know anything about the reality of the real world in which we live. I waited until 11 AM the Pastor finally arrived. I knew that he was close before he got there I felt him coming. He ministered to me as the Spirit led him. He bound the demons in prayer. My stomach was full to over flowing. The tension inside was great. They were bound very tightly. I felt better but very weak: physically, mentally, and emotionally. My soul had been ripped to shreds. BY HIS GRACE I was still alive to fight another day. And fight I would! The Pastor started telling me that the demons weren't anything, they had no power. That it was I, my willingness that let them stay. That we could cast them out with no problem. I knew better and challenged his faith. "Lets do it then". I stood up, rolled up my sleeves then sat down bowed my head and said lets release them. I began to pray. He jumped in and said we don't have to release them to cast them out. I looked up and saw fear flash across his face. He laid on hands and prayed casting out the demons. Nothing happened. I left with the demons still bound. I went home. TBN still on, the pastor was talking about unforgiveness. I began to pray for those that had hurt me, for those I had resentments against. I asked for their forgiveness, for them to find God. I asked for forgiveness for myself for not forgiving them. Oh NO, the demons started getting unbound! They started to leak through the wall that God had placed around my heart. Oh God, no don't let them loose. I called the pastor back. He was not there. I went anyway and waited for him. I was ridiculed told it was my fault. That they were gone that they couldn't return and if they did it was because I let them! I knew this was a lie. I left knowing that I had the appointment with the other Pastor the next morning. God would keep me until then. I prayed and prayed. Knowing that this other Pastor was my last hope. It was a hard night! I left early for church. Loath was also "up". Not only could I feel his effects, I could smell his stench! I drove to the church it was not close about an hour away. I was almost there another 15 minutes; maybe 10. OH NO, the bridge was out! I had been hammered very hard all night and all morning. I had no one! I had only faith that God would keep me! I did not know the area. The only other way I knew to get there was at least a 2-hour trip. I just started to turn around to make the trip. I told the demons I would not let them as long as I had breath in my body, in the NAME OF JESUS! Just then a white truck pulled up behind me. I asked them if they knew another way to the church. They knew the church (it is world renounced) but weren't going there. They tried to give me directions. They could see or that is, God directed them to lead me there. I could not understand nor grasp the directions. They suggested that I follow them to the entrance to the property it wasn't much out of their way. I thanked them and followed. I got to the church just as the service started. I followed the instructions I was given. During the service I notice a couple of people smelling the air and looking around. I too could smell loath. They had no idea what was happening in there midst. I met with this pastor and another one to help us. We talked for a little while, once the details started coming out he shut me down. He did not want to here the details, I can understand this; at least on the details, some of my details are very disgusting. He named out about 5 demons from our conversation plus one by a word of knowledge; that I had just begun suspecting was also there. I immediately began to get sick. I define sick as it is very much like throwing up, however, there is also much coughing and no stomach contents comes out; even though a little bit has on occasion. Dry heaves is an excellent example. It took awhile of getting sick to kick out these 6 demons. They did leave. However, not all of them. He knew this and in fact talked at the demon (the demon was not in full manifestation) and therefore could not get the demon to leave. As he gave me some excellent tapes and study material I confessed that I knew that all of the demons had not left. I was rebuked. He did the best that he knew how. God has used the man in raising the dead. I heard this not from him but from an eyewitness to the miracle that God did through him. He is a teacher of healing at this world-renounced church of which I have much respect and know it to be a House of God. I left feeling ok but not good. The remaining demons were not happy with my actions; they were actually in fear. Within 2 hours, including driving time, of me getting home I sat and watched each demon that had been cast out walk right back into my body. I called the Pastor in fear and in desperation. He rebuked me and said it was impossible, but agreed to meet me for another session at 5 PM the next evening. Now, that evening as I sat on the couch watching TBN; suddenly a white light the size of a baseball appeared near the ceiling above the TV and just to the right of the clock that hung on the wall. I watch as that white light started throwing off sparks as a large July 4th sparkle rod and went into my stomach (belly) on the far right side. It started burning and moving to the left. I immediately realized that someone had started praying for me. (I thought it may have been Jodie, but after checking with her I found out it was not her although this is the result you get when she prays for you. I was very blessed in being the recipient of many of her prayers!) I sat up to grab the opportunity that the Lord was giving to me. I began to cast out demons in the NAME OF JESUS! I got "sick". In my casting, I only lost one demon. When I sat up I checked the time 10:18 PM the burning with out hurting me continued until 11:00 PM. I felt the white light fading as it almost reached the far-left side of my belly. They had quit praying. The demons had moved as far as possible to the left side. The light did not kill them all. I was exhausted. I fell asleep on the couch immediately. It was the first time in months that I had been able to Sleep. The white light, I do not know if it was the Holy Spirit or an angel that God had dispatched to my aide at the prayers of His saints or saint. This as you can imagine was the turning point of my demonization. The next morning was absolutely wonderful! I felt as if now I would be able to go on. I praised God profusely! I also of-course knew that God was with me! I was concerned that He did not kill them all. The Word of the Lord came to me at work that morning. I saw and heard these two verses in my mind. First one then a few minutes later the next. This is the order that I received them. Proverbs 16:18 and Proverbs 28:13; I went and looked them up in my NIV bible that I carried in the truck while at work (I now carry a small NKJV) at lunch the first chance I had. Proverbs 16:18, Pride goes before destruction, a haughty spirit before a fall. Proverbs 28:13, He who conceals his sin does not prosper, but whoever confesses and renounces them finds mercy. The meanings of these were clear to me. I followed the instructions that God gave me. I confessed and renounce my pride and cast him out in the NAME OF JESUS! Then confessed and renounced every sin I could think of and began casting out demons. Fear was the next one, this one was important. Losing him, I was able to increase in faith and get bolder. It was not a cure all by any means but it helped dramatically! I was getting sick the rest of the afternoon. Whew! Praise God. I felt so much better! In fact, I had NEVER felt better. I wish that I could end my testimony of the Love and mercy and grace of Jesus Christ right here but that is not the case. You must understand that I had been breathing and eating the Word of God. Every thought of my mind as long as I was awake was about God and His Word (as it is this day) to my utmost ability. The war was very intense and nonstop! Rarely did I let the demons influence my thinking, at times they won generally due to trickery, constant pounding, and emotional torment; they would simply wear me out physically, mentally and spiritually! It was extremely difficult! At this point I prayed again for the filling of the Holly Spirit, on my knees, my arms raised unto God I prayed: Father God, you are so very awesome. None is worthy but you of praise and glory! Father I know that I am already filled with your Holy Spirit but Father they keep me confused and doubting. I ask you Father, in THE NAME OF JESUS to fill me with your Holy Spirit. Immediately I felt tingling hit my hands and go down my arms. I saw symbols in my mind. Then demons powered up in an attempt to cover this fresh in filling. They could not hide the symbols, nor that God had answered me in power again! The demons were very mad at this! They took it out on me! I have Overcome by the BLOOD OF THE LAMB and Word of MY Testimony! page 4 Did loathe die during the burning? No, but I did not here from him again until after this next miracle. I was walking down an isle at work, praying and singing to God (this is my custom and helped to keep my mind on God. Which makes it harder for the demons to attack with any real power) and with no fore thought I prayed: Lord God Almighty, I praise your awesome name. I give you thanks for being with me. I ask you Lord for a double portion of what Bob Larson has and a double portion of Benny Hinn. I thank you Lord for preparing me for your service, in JESUS NAME. May I glorify you always, Amen. I continued on my way for a couple of minutes. I then started feeling real strange, something was happening to me. I made my way outside feeling scared, by the shear magnitude of the force that was going on inside my bones. I was thinking OH God I’m changing. I’m changing! Outside I was able to concentrate, to figure out what was happening because my co-workers could not see or interrupt. I had forgotten about my prayer. Like I said it just came out of my mouth. I knew about Bob Larson and listened to him on the radio when I could. I did not know anything about Benny Hinn. I watched him one time on TV and was not impressed; in fact I didn’t care for him at all. He was too soft and gentle for my taste. I did not really desire such a thing at the moment, nor was it a prayer of faith or carry any expectation, just words that some how and for some reason came out of my mouth. I know why and how now. Anyway, I sat down on the curb. If you can visualize this then you can understand what I felt. You remember the atomic model in school: the nucleus in the middle with the protons and electrons flying around it in lighting speed? This is what I felt in the morrow of my bones, NOT on my bones but IN THE MORROW. It started at my feet and slowly went up my body. The thought burst into my mind I'M BEING TRANSFORMED. I remembered my Prayer a second after this! I did not praise God. I quietly thanked Him. I was worried, for even after all of the miracles in my life this was very different! I praise Him now but the immense responsibility and the magnitude of this miracle keeps it down somewhat. However, I thank him for these gifts 3-4 times a week although they are not in full manifestation at this writing. Loath had left. He had been severely weakened during the burnout. He now comes back. Loath is a ruler class demon, very powerful and he merges with other demons to increase his strength. I have seen him do it! I have heard him so weak that he could barely speak. Then he would be gone for awhile and come back Strengthened.(The time seems to increase between the time leaves before he comes back, just a note that may interest those with similar problems). One time when he came back, I was in my room praying after my bath, he grabbed my head and started squeezing. I felt the pressure and the headache start to come on. I also sensed him when he came into the room. Then he said, "I’m going to squeeze your head until it pops". My friends, the pressure increased as did the headache. I called upon the angels of God to smite him and to take him away. The pressure immediately started to abate. I called Jodie and finally decided to tell her my entire spiritual history. I briefly told her of a few things that I had not told her, including the transformation. The transformation was what encouraged me to tell her because this was just too much for my little mind to comprehend. I looked for her to tell me no way, you fruit cake! So we arranged to meet downtown after I got off of work. We hung up the phone. I laid back on the bed getting ready for sleep and began to pray, after a min. or two I felt a demon enter my room I looked and saw him floating and reshaping across the ceiling. I continued to pray. Then I started to feel this same atomic model take place! It was about half of the previous strength as before but the same. It started at my feet just like before and moved up. As this occurred a demon showed up at the foot of my bed. He walked around to my side and looked at me then quickly turned and left the room. Now I was just normal praying, praising God. I knew Jodie was praying for me again. I left her a note on the computer asking her what she prayed for and if she connected. She did not come by that day. We met and I told her my story, the one you are now reading but in much more detail and a few things that are not in this testimony, I talked for about six hours, she listened, only occasional making a comment. (this is her way) She listens intently without interpretation. I try to do this but am not very good at it. I did not mention the last night miracle when she prayed, the second atomic model. I went home and saw that the note wasn't answered. I left it there. She had written this when I got home from work the next day. Yes, I connected. I prayed that God would give you double strength and protection. That you and I stood together against loath and he had no rights. I claimed our victory in the NAME OF JESUS"! You tell me? God or Demons or psycho? I believe God. About two days later it was a Saturday morning something woke me up, it was about 3 AM. I look and by my door stood a demon just standing there. I went back to sleep. At 6 AM I woke to start my day, the demon was still standing there exactly like he was a 3 AM. It did not appear as if he had moved at all. Remember, I still have demons in me that have not been cast out. This one was the same one who woke me up previously by tapping me on the shoulder. A scare tactic. The less powerful ones that had been hanging around and doing their job well now seemed to be gone. Even most of the "powers" avoided me. The rulers and the ones inside continued to work on my mind and body. Tempting me, threatening me, trying to give me bad thoughts, distracting me when praying (this was a constant thing), mental fogging when reading the Word and studying, on & on. The battle was intense. Obviously I had been strengthened. I began not only to see their anger and wrath at what LORD and I were doing but from time to time I could feel their fear. As God worked in me and for me! Praise God! They were losing. Friend, I am doing much better but the war is still raging. It is much better but it is still tough, very tough. I tell Jodie at this pinot that "satan trembles when she prays". We hear this again, months later from a pastor who does not know (cause nobody knows except the ones I had been too) anything about what was going on. Word for Word in the middle of preaching he stopped walked over and repeated exactly what I said. Time passes, I'm fighting, the war rages, God and I are kicking out demons! Glory! But they keep coming back. As led by the Holy Spirit I start sending them to the pit when I cast them out (Luke 8:31 is what I found much, much later). This was effective. However, a little while latter I discovered that one similar to the ones that were cast out was coming on me trying to imitate the others. I'm very tormented again. I go to another well-known and great church of God. I see the one of the pastors. He says he has never heard of such a thing. I'm praying God come on! He gets this other pastor who is about to preach, he is in a hurry. He says " oh yea they have a term for it". My hope just got smashed. I felt my protected heart sink. Then he told me "if you confess that you still have demons after we cast them out then you are sinning against God, for who the Son set free is free indeed". I sank deeper. I will not tell you what I wanted so badly to say this man of God. I held my tongue ( haha see I was getting better). I needed help, I needed faith (anyone's would do), and I needed to STRIKE BACK AT sATAN! I refuse to lay down IN THE NAME OF JESUS the victory was/is mine and I was going to TAKE IT by FORCE by the precious BLOOD OF JESUS! I was beginning to understand the WAR. We prayed in agreement all three of us. I immediately got "sick"; they freaked. The one who was not preaching and "never heard" of such a thing keep his hand on my back and continued to pray. Praise God for leading him and him being obedient! The other pastor looking in amazement was already heading for the pulpit, looking over his shoulder, his face said, Lord what's going on here! After a few minutes I went in to hear the sermon. The pastor saw me and knew that I was still demonized. I was very fogged at this time. He said a few words about demons and deliverance. I know that he repented in his heart as a he saw me sitting in my torment. I thank God for using me to show him this and to strengthen him in Christ! I left the sermon early, better but still in direct hand to hand combat. I was very mentally fogged and very tired (common tactic of defense! I know now this is when I want to yield the sword (the Word of God) in vengeance and storm the gate. Hit my knees in massive prayer the best I can: uttering Gods Word (anything), call His mighty angels to smite this blocking demon, destroy his will in The NAME OF JESUS!) And went home. The next day or so I went to Jodie's and slipped into the tub (my private God time) I prayed and read a new book that I had just got by Benny Hinn. I had never read anything from Benny or seen him preach. I knew Jodie watched him on TV. That was all until then. Anyway, I thought of the last pastoral session; I prayed for forgiveness for me and for him. That resentment would not be in my heart against him or any other man of God. They simply did not know for whatever Gods reason was. I asked also for the Spiritual Gift of Faith. After about the third time HAHAHA, I'm very persistent at times. Then the Holy Spirit said, "you already got it". I quit praying for that and haven't prayed for that since. I gave thanks and praise and worshiped HIM for I love HIM GREATLY. HE IS GOD AND THERE IS NO OTHER! Jodie was all smiley when I got out of the tub. She told me " When I walked into the house there was demons all over the place as soon I stepped into the room I felt them scatter and smash them selves against the walls". This was the first time that Jodie had actually been able to discern their presence. Glory TO GOD! Me being I, HAHA, I told her "I told you so". I am still working on this and practicing hard to be half as good as listener as she is. This too will only be by the Grace of God. I am the brash one, HAHA, jumping before looking, swinging my sword kind of like a cave man, HAHA; God is helping me in this area. But pray anyway! Shortly after this, after work I was on my way to a Bob Larson rally (their free, Please go; workshops cost but GO if you can) driving along, fighting the slight feelings of agitation and fear. (I had prayed with Jodie the day before asking God to tell us if this was it. Tell us both I asked). I'm praying and praising God. I feel the Holy Spirit surge within me and he says something like it is going happen, (not meaning total deliverance apparently). A few seconds later loath, the anger part of him comes "up" and says "I hate you for this"; these words I will forever remember! Needless to say Jodie and I had a hard time hooking up that night at the Rally. We stood fast and even though we were a bit angry with each other. Even though both of us knew what the real problem was, would stood together in faith knowing the right thing to do cause God had also told Jodie. Bob began to preach. Demons began popping up in manifestation all over the auditorium, rolling in the isles, yelling in fear and protestation. The Holy Spirit and the angels of God were tormenting the demons. I began to get sick and sick and sick. People were looking at me at least those who were sitting around me. I did not care my freedom to serve God was all that mattered. I was willing in this place at this time. I prayed, Jodie prayed, everybody prayed. How very awesome! Many got free that night to the Glory of GOD! I lost anger. He has not returned. Other parts of loathe showed up from time to time; farther and farther apart over the next few months. I jumped on them as best I could, yielding my sword like a cave man (the word of God). I slammed them with my faith, with the BLOOD OF JESUS, The Victory on the CROSS, the RESURRECTION, the old man was dead, I was a new man in Christ raised up with HIM in Glory! ON & ON I went. My JESUS and I kicked demon butt. We kicked them out and they and or imitations would come back. Over & over & over this happened. It is very tough, very hard! But in the midst of battle, in the fear and torment of the real war; faith is built! There is ONLY ONE VICTOR this is a personal choice. Who do you choose? As taken from my notes: 6-24-98; "I HAVE LOST ALL HOPE. I GIVE UP! I might as well kill myself. At least that way I won't be leading "them" (demons) to others. 6-26-98; The 24th was very tough. God strengthened me, carried me until I could get home. Then HE used Jodie to get me through the on slaught. I almost gave myself over to "them" (demons). My faith was severely weakened but I am getting it back and increasing in faith. It will exceed the amount that I had!" I almost gave up many times! God would raise a standard against them; HE would send his angels, HE would send Jodie, HE would send the prayers of the saints, He alone would sustain me! The war still rages. I have one maybe, two demons left inside of me at this writing. These were not originally mine. They transferred to me from the generational curses on other family members. These curses have been broken, IN THE NAME OF JESUS and covered by HIS PRECIOUS BLOOD! I stand fast in faith and wait for God; for HE runs the show and NO OTHER! I am eternally grateful for ALL that I have endured. I count all as meaningless, except the Glory of God!! HIS SON, MY PERSONAL SAVIOR, MY GOD, MY PRECIOUS, PRECIOUS JESUS! It is HE who LIVES and not I! I pray that this is the final coup for me personally; I believe it is, IN THE NAME OF JESUS! For I have overcome by the BLOOD OF LAMB AND THE WORD OF MY TESTIMONY! I pray to be fighting with you person to person, face to face for your physical healing, for you're deliverance, and the healing of you're precious soul, IN THE NAME OF JESUS! "I HATE YOU FOR THIS!" The joy these words gives me, even now to know how much he hates me and by reference how all evil spirits and GLORY to GOD even satan himself hates me! The joy is unexplainable! However, I rejoice not in the fact that the demons must submit but that my name is written in the Lambs book of life! And He tells me now; You know the call; you know the mission, I have given you a double portion of Bob Larson, a double portion of Benny Hinn, a double portion of protection, a double portion of strength, the Spiritual gift of Faith. I have given you the most powerfully gifted intercessors available; a double portions as your wife and your daughter three times that of her mother. (I believe I will need every bit of it) Go! For I the Lord sends you. So I GO even unto the death of this flesh that I despise, IN the NAME ABOVE EVERY NAME, BY BLOOD OF THE LAMB AND THE WORD OF MY TESTIMONY! I only wait for the final "send". I pray that it be today, IN THE NAME OF JESUS! Satan I SERVE YOU NOTICE AGAIN! YOU TREMBLE WHEN MY WIFE PRAYS! ALL OF HELL WILL TREMBLE SHORTLY, IN THE NAME OF JESUS! May the grace of Jesus Christ be with you? He is coming, the time is here. The show is fixing to begin. Read the book we WIN. By His Grace Shane cain2abel@covenantwarriors.org If you got to this page from the main menu on the home page you can close this page to return to the home page otherwise click on the link Home page