Following this near death experience, I was aware that I had to answer to God when I die. I wondered who God was, and started to search for him.
During this time, God began to soften my heart and show me I was a sinner. In the process, there were certain things I didn't believe were sin. For instance I felt there was nothing wrong with sex outside of marriage and even argued with a priest about it. I told him his ideas were old fashioned. Basing his words on the Bible, he simply told me it is wrong. Eventually I realized I was arguing with God!
My diary had become my best friend. Its entries recorded the insidious way I had unknowingly become demon possessed.
After a month or so, I returned to New York City, so demented that I couldn't remember that Jesus Christ was a part of the Catholic Church, even though I'd been raised in that faith. Incredible supernatural events occurred which led me to a house of prayer outside the city, where I stayed. A Catholic priest there discovered that I was demon possessed. I had many terrifying demonic manifestations, which I recorded in detail in my diary. In an evening prayer service, the priest confronted the hosts of darkness in a powerful encounter. A few weeks later, certain that I had been set free, I traveled back to the city and checked into a hotel. The awful physical manifestations started again. I phoned the priest, and he sent me to a convent in Harlem. As the nuns prayed over me, I had to be physically restrained because I was out of control. I tried to choke myself and bite my arms, leaving marks and bruises.
However, upon arriving in California, the demonic manifestations started again. This time I fled to a Catholic community in Oakland. After much fervent unsuccessful prayer by many people, Catholic and Protestant, the situation seemed hopeless. I asked Jesus if he could remove the demons by himself, not using anybody. He answered this prayer by setting me free in a very special way. When it happened, I knew it was over and that it had nothing to do with priest or ritual, Protestant or Catholic.
During this time, God began to soften my heart and show me I was a sinner. In the process, there were certain things I didn't believe were sin. For instance I felt there was nothing wrong with sex outside of marriage and even argued with a priest about it. I told him his ideas were old fashioned. Basing his words on the Bible, he simply told me it is wrong. Eventually I realized I was arguing with God!
My diary had become my best friend. Its entries recorded the insidious way I had unknowingly become demon possessed.
After a month or so, I returned to New York City, so demented that I couldn't remember that Jesus Christ was a part of the Catholic Church, even though I'd been raised in that faith. Incredible supernatural events occurred which led me to a house of prayer outside the city, where I stayed. A Catholic priest there discovered that I was demon possessed. I had many terrifying demonic manifestations, which I recorded in detail in my diary. In an evening prayer service, the priest confronted the hosts of darkness in a powerful encounter. A few weeks later, certain that I had been set free, I traveled back to the city and checked into a hotel. The awful physical manifestations started again. I phoned the priest, and he sent me to a convent in Harlem. As the nuns prayed over me, I had to be physically restrained because I was out of control. I tried to choke myself and bite my arms, leaving marks and bruises.
However, upon arriving in California, the demonic manifestations started again. This time I fled to a Catholic community in Oakland. After much fervent unsuccessful prayer by many people, Catholic and Protestant, the situation seemed hopeless. I asked Jesus if he could remove the demons by himself, not using anybody. He answered this prayer by setting me free in a very special way. When it happened, I knew it was over and that it had nothing to do with priest or ritual, Protestant or Catholic.
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