Testing the spirit.

I had a dream when I was a child when a demon tried to trick me into thinking it was a messenger from God. It went like this.

Three angels (fallen, but I did not know this) came to me and said they had something to show me. They were very pretty, wearing white clothes, had a beautiful face and smile. This is why I thought they were angels. We started walking through old, brown and grey dusty paths. It was day time. There were lots of little houses around and the angel said one of them said it was going to show me around Israel. It said some things about what happened in certain places, pointing to them. The other ones were walking along with us. I remember getting very excited to see and know these things. It then pointed to a house and said, “And there is Mary with baby Jesus.” At this point I was very happy. But it went on, “And as you can see, Jesus was actually a girl.” I replied, “No, that’s wrong. Jesus was a boy.” “That’s what people say, but the truth is Jesus is a girl.” Mary started looking at me and was about to show me baby Jesus. I turned to the angel and said, “No! No he’s not! That’s not true! He’s a boy! Go away in the name of Jesus!” These fallen angels started changing their facial expressions to a mean one and seemed like they were about to attack me. Suddenly we went to another place of just one colour and that Israel place dissipated and some real, godly angels came and fought them with bows and arrows. There were about five of them and their clothing was so shiny and bright I could not see them properly. They attacked the demons and I just stood there watching. Then I woke up relieved that God had sent His (real!) angels to help me.

This may seem like a silly dream, especially because of the “girl Jesus” situation, but for me, as a child, it was very intense. I felt sad that demons were tricking me to think they were angels (and for believing them). Normally I’d have dreams with demons that I was sure that they were demons (for they were ugly and terrifying), and so I’d immediately cast them out in the name of Jesus. It was and still is rare for me to have dreams with angels, that’s why I got excited when the demon that looked like an angel came in my dream.

This is why it’s important to know what you’re dealing with and to test the spirit behind things. Even as a child (so parents, teach your children)! Here are a few examples of things which can confuse people, “wolves in sheep clothing”:

– Mystical, interesting creatures (Ex: “sweet, good” witches, fairies);
– “Biblical” films, cartoons, books (the devil knows the Bible/the letter kills. Ex: Noah movie, LOTR, Narnia);
– Dolls, toys, paintings (beautiful, cute, harmless? Ex: spider man, crying child, furby, pokemon);
– Testimonies of becoming a Christian (but not really. Ex: JRR Tolkien, Nonkoliso Ngeleka);
– Visions and dreams of angels, demons, heaven, hell, etc (Ex: Colton Burpo, Wendy Chousmatison);
– Prophecies (false prophets and preachers. Ex: Ellen G. White, Inri Christo).
– Miracles (healings, talking to dead loved ones? Ex: Benny Hinn, Todd Bentley)

Ask God to help you discern between good and evil by giving you wisdom. Ask Him to not lead you into temptation!

“Beloved, do not believe every spirit, but test the spirits to see whether they are from God, for many false prophets have gone out into the world.” 1 John 4:1

“Wherefore by their fruits ye shall know them.” Matthew 7:20

On how to test the spirit behind things and people, I recommend reading this post by John Piper.

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The end is now!

This is a dream I had a few years ago. (Because of my depression episode, it is very hard for me to distinguish between the years, so I’m sorry about not knowing when I had this dream.)

I was in the middle of a park. It was night time and all around me I saw horrible things happening, such as people being raped, hurting and killing each other, cursing, robbing, screaming and fighting. Many horrid scenes all happening at once. There were lots of people doing these things, along with lots of victims. I felt confused and afraid and desperately wanted to ask someone what was happening. As I looked for someone that was not participating in any of these things, I saw something (in a tall, strong, human form, wearing black) that was just watching everything happen. I remember thinking it was a demon, but not being sure. As I was so desperate to talk to someone, I asked it, and it didn’t respond immediately. It just looked around at the things that were happening with a sad and disturbed expression and afterwards said things to me like, “Don’t you people see? You don’t notice us! You don’t care! It is like we are doing these things in vain! Urrrrgh!” It then started walking/gliding with me and suddenly we were in the middle of a church temple, where lots of people were congregating. Some were singing and very happy, some had their hands in the air, some were day dreaming, some were bored. There was also a pastor in front of the congregation saying that the end was going to happen some time in the near future. I could see through the walls of this church, and all the bad things were happening at the same time and I tried to find someone in the church that saw the same thing as me, but found nobody. I thought to myself, “These people are blind! They don’t see what’s going on!” The creature then came in front of me (I was the only one that could see it) and started shouting very angrily, “You keep saying that the end is coming, but you don’t see! You don’t know! It’s not coming! It’s happening right now! This is it! The end of times is NOW!”

And then I woke up from this very disturbing nightmare-dream which I still don’t know the true meaning/motive of. It either had a scaring or awaring purpose… or both. Do you think we’re living in the end of times?

May God set us apart and protect us from this world that’s full of sin and tragedy, delivering us from the evil that’s all around.

Near-death experiences – personal encounters with demons 3

3. Demon in the dream.

I’ve always had dreams where a demon would appear and I had to fight them with swords or words, and cast them out in the name of Jesus and they’d leave, but this time it was different. In my dream, I saw a demon coming towards me and I could not move or say anything and I had lost all my energy and felt hopeless. Normally when this happens, after some time rebuking it in the name of Jesus in my mind, my voice would finally come out and it would leave, but this time I had no strength at all. I prayed to God telling Him that I could not take it anymore, that either He teach me how live or take me away from this world, and as my strength and voice did not come, I prayed specifically for God to take me, for me to die, for Him to allow me to die in my sleep, because I could not even fight this demon and I no longer wanted to live, and that I wanted to be with Him and could not take living on Earth any longer, that it was too difficult for me. At that moment, I could feel as if I was about to die and at the same time I felt very loved by God and then suddenly I woke up with my dad kneeling beside my bed in tears praying to the Lord. When I woke up he told me not to die and that he asked God not to take me then. It was an overwhelming moment I cannot put into words.

 

I dreamt with you again.

I like hanging out with you over there, where we can talk, I can tell you my inmost secrets, you can tell me how your life is going and compare what has changed and what hasn’t. I like it how you always listen to my stories and thoughts without interrupting me and make me feel good. I like your patience with me and your sincere hugs. It’s incredible how just seeing you makes me happy, how your smile hasn’t changed after all these years and how much love I have for who you are. You’ve always helped me so much. You’ve always been there when nobody else was. Thank you.

Last night, in my dream, I told you I was going to marry next year. You got surprised, then hugged me and said, “Wow!” Looking into the horizon you smiled and I smiled with you. You said it was amazing how things had changed and I had grown into such a lovely woman, making me blush. “He’s lovely. You’d like him”, I said. “I’m sure,” you said, “you’ve always been very cautious with your choices.” We laughed together and I felt at peace.

Although we’ve talked on the phone 2 years ago and you’ve sent me chocolate, I haven’t seen you in 10 years. You must be in your forties already and my respect for you only grows. I hope I’ll get to see you again someday. You, your wife and your kids. They must be so lovely! They have a wonderful Father.

I’m sorry for sometimes calling you, “Daddy” in class. I understand that, as a teacher, it must have been embarrassing for you. But it wasn’t on purpose that I did that. I guess it was because my inner self was very, very fond of your character. You were the “man of my life” and my hero – emotionally substituting my biological Dad that I seldom got to see and be with. To me, you’ve been and are more important than you know.

I miss playing and singing with you. I miss you’re encouraging words and your voice. I miss going out with you, watching films and playing instruments. I even miss doing school work with you and you giving me exams and telling me how awesome I went. But, most of all, I miss you. I truly hope you are well.