Personal Spiritual Warfare Stories

The following are true stories of Spiritual Warfare that have happened in my life, and in the lives of my family. They are meant to teach others about the reality of Spiritual Warfare, as well as to show that Satan uses very real weapons against us.

Granted, we have power and authority over Satan in the name of Jesus, but that doesn't mean that we are invulnerable to attack. God is a just God, and will allow Satan to fight against us, sometimes to the point of taking our lives.

Some of you may not believe what I have written here. That's up to you. My intent here is not to glorify myself, but to awaken the body of Christ to the truth of what is happening in this world.

Very soon, Satan will be cast down to Earth to make his final stand, which means that he will be personally directing his forces here on Earth. Sadly enough, many Christians will be caught by surprise when this happens, and will be unprepared.

And may God help us when that happens.

Shadow Warrior

One of the first things I had to deal with after coming out of witchcraft, was a black shadowy human-shaped figure that would appear in my room, usually in the evening. It would occupy a dark corner, and I would hear heavy breathing, similar to that of Darth Vader in Star Wars. (The events occurred before Star Wars was produced)

The first incident came when I was in the Navy. I was new Christian, fresh out of the Occult and trying to learn about Jesus, and had been living in a three-man barracks room by myself for several months.

I suddenly received a room-mate, and as we talked he saw and asked about my tattoo (one I had put on my left arm, stating I was a warlock). I told him about my background, and his attitude was "Yeah, right. I've got a nut case for a room mate".

Several nights later, I had a dream that I was fighting something, more than likely a demon. Apparently I had started tossing and turning, and mumbling in my sleep, because my room mate woke up and looked across the room to see if I was ok.

The next morning, his eyes were as big as saucers, and he told me what had happened.

My bed was against one wall of the room, and had a small night stand next to it. There was a 5 foot space, a small chair, another 5 foot space then came his night stand, and his bed. He said as he watched, the chair began moving about by itself, and across the far corner of the room he could see a dark, human-shaped shadow and could hear heavy breathing coming from the corner. He said he pulled the covers up to his eyes, and lay there until I apparently fell back into a deep sleep moments later, and everything stopped. Needless to say, he believed after that, and several months later, accepted Jesus as his Savior.

I dealt with this thing for several years afterward, but one incident comes to mind, and created some amusement when it happened.

Surprise Visitor

I was living in a split-level with two other friends, in which we split the rent and the cost of the food, etc. They lived in separate bedrooms upstairs, while I stayed in the basement.

I had been talking with one of the guys about Jesus, and he'd been interested to the point of where we'd had a number of conversations that lasted for hours. He was studying an Eastern religious book called Urantia, and wasn't sure what religion was the right one.

One night as I was drifting off to sleep, I heard heavy breathing coming from a far corner of the room. Opening one eye, I saw the usual human-shaped shadow in the corner. I looked at it, and said, "I'm too tired to deal with you." I then cast it out in the name of Jesus Christ, and it left.

Moments later, the guy I had been witnessing to started shouting my name from upstairs. By the sound of his voice, I could tell he was frightened. I called up that I was awake, and asked what was wrong.

He said, "Man, something was just up here!" I asked, "Ummmm, was it big, black, kinda human-shaped, and breathing heavily?" He asked suspiciously, " did you know?" I said, "I just cast it out of here." He yelled back, "You didn't have to send it up HERE, did you?"

Needless to say, I was much amused by that incident. But as a result, the man accepted Jesus as his Savior, based on seeing that what I had been telling him was true. And as I remember, the shadow never reappeared after that. I think the demon realized that he was doing more harm to his cause than good, as those who saw him accepted Jesus shortly afterward.

Sneak attack

When I met the lady who was to become my wife, I told her about my background, and some of the things that had happened since I'd become a Christian. She was incredulous, as she'd never heard of these things before, but accepted them as truth.

Shortly after we were married, we were living in what used to be an old hotel that had been converted into apartments. As a result, our apartment was built in a straight line, starting from the bedroom at the front of the house, to the living room, the kitchen, and then a pantry, followed by the bathroom at the far end of the house.

Whenever we were about to come under attack, the night before I would have a dream that the back part of the house was always dark, and there was something lurking back there. The next day, something would happen.

One night I had the dream, but forgot about it the next day. That night, my wife and I were starting to drift off to sleep in the bedroom, when suddenly I felt a powerful evil presence. A moment later, a dense white fog rushed into the room, and the temperature dropped about 15-20 degrees. My wife saw it too, so I knew I wasn't imagining things.

I immediately rebuked it in the name of Jesus, and ordered it to leave. I felt it move from the bedroom into the living room. I then had to go into the living room, and order it to leave again. I literally had to go room to room from the front of the house to the back, ordering it to leave. Finally, after the last room, the house was clear of demonic influence.

This kept happening several times a month for several months. I had prayed, asking God about it, but had received no answers.

Several months later the apartment upstairs flooded and our kitchen ceiling came crashing down just as my wife was about ready to go into the kitchen. We immediately called the landlord, and he came to investigate.

Later he told us that the man living upstairs had been evicted, as he had gone on vacation and had left the water running in a sink upstairs. Somehow the sink overflowed, and flooded the apartment resulting in the disaster in our kitchen.

He mentioned also that the man had been into some kind of weird religion, based on what he had seen from the flooded apartment. He didn't elaborate, but something clicked in the back of my mind. Sure enough, the attacks stopped from that day forward. Apparently the man had been a Occultist, and demons were assaulting us from his apartment.

The Lesson

After a while of being in spiritual warfare, I fell into the sin of pride and arrogance, and the Lord taught me a powerful lesson concerning relying on your own strength, rather than on His.

My wife and I had visited some Christian friends, because we suspected that the wife of the couple had become demonically influenced. I won't go into details, but her personality had abruptly started changing, she would do things and not remember them, etc. I had become concerned, and we had stopped over to visit.

As we talked, this lady mentioned offhandedly that she'd had a strong attraction to their upstairs spare bedroom, and when she mentioned that, something clicked in the back of my mind. I suddenly remembered that about a year and a half before I had met my wife, this couple had invited me to spend the night, and had put me up in that spare bedroom.

I remembered that as I had started to undress for bed, I had felt a powerful evil influence suddenly come behind me. I had immediately dropped to my knees, and had started praying, and as I did so, I felt an intense pressure as if something was trying to get inside of me, and couldn't. After several minutes, it left. I'd said nothing of the incident to anyone.

I told our friends about what had happened, and the husband looked at the door going upstairs, and said, "I'M not going up there!" I asked if I could, and he gave his permission, so I arrogantly opened the door, and went charging upstairs, figuring I could handle whatever was up there..

I got to the third step, and the blast of fear and horror that poured down that stairwell rooted me to the spot. For several seconds I literally could not move. Those out in the living room later said they felt the same thing, and were frozen in their chairs.

Moments later, very much humbled, I came back down and asked everyone there to pray for me. Then I turned around and slowly went up the stairs. I felt like I was moving through a strong wind, the thing was trying so hard to keep me out.

When I got to the top, I started ordering it to leave. Nothing happened. I kept ordering it to go, and still nothing happened. I starting getting worried when I felt the presence of evil increasing, and began hearing a growling like that of a dog coming from an empty corner in front of me.

Then the Holy Spirit showed me what I was doing wrong. I had been ordering the demons to leave, but was using my own authority to do so. I immediately ordered them to leave in the name of Jesus Christ, and it suddenly felt as if an oppressing blanket had been removed from the house. The demons were gone, at least from the bedroom. We discovered shortly afterward that they had retreated back into the lady of the house. When the Lord showed us that, we cast them out of her in the name & authority of Jesus Christ, and things were fine afterward. It turned out that she had been indulging in something she knew was wrong, but had continued to do it, opening a door to Satan in her life, and quenching the Holy Spirit.

But it taught me a strong lesson in humility, and reminded me that it is by the Lord's power, not our own, by which we cast out Satan and his demons. Truly Jesus spoke when He said;

JOHN 15:4-5

4 Abide in me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself, except it abide in the vine; no more can ye, except ye abide in me.

5 I am the vine, ye [are] the branches: He that abideth in me, and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit: for without me ye can do nothing.

Car attack!

My wife and I had gone to see her mother one evening, and we had parked our car in her driveway, behind her car which was in the car port. As we went into the house, I glanced inside her car, and noted absently that the gearshift was in first gear, and that the parking brake was set.

Several hours later when we came back out, I noted the same thing.

As I was backing out of the driveway, I was looking behind to ensure that there wasn't any traffic coming, when my wife began yelling, "Stop! STOP!" I looked about to see if there was a car coming that I hadn't seen, then I saw that she was looking out the front windshield.

I turned and looked, and saw my mother-in-law's car rolling down the driveway at us. I hit the brakes, and moments later her car hit our front bumper. I started to say "What on Earth is she doing?" when I noticed that there was no one in the driver's seat.

I got out and looked at her car, and the gearshift of her car was in "Neutral" and the parking brake was off. Not only that, the car had rolled approximately 4-5 feet backward on a level surface, before it begun rolling down the slope of the driveway. Something had released the parking brake, had slipped the gearshift into Neutral, and had pushed the car backward to get it to hit us.

My mother-in-law was still inside the house, so we knew it wasn't her doing, and she was just as puzzled as we were, stating that she never left the gearshift in Neutral when she parked, and always set the parking brake. She also noted the distance that the car had rolled to reach the slope of the driveway.

Some of the above stories are somewhat amusing, but there is a serious side to spiritual warfare also, and sometimes it can take a deadly turn. Spiritual warfare should NEVER, EVER be taken lightly, as Satan uses very real weapons against us. If he didn't, God wouldn't give us His armor to protect ourselves.

Be warned! Those who are called to be spiritual warriors had best be sure that God has called you into warfare, for if not, you will fail and suffer greatly as a result. And those that ARE called by God for this ministry need to count the cost before they agree to be a warrior before the Lord.

Finally, just because God has called you to be a spiritual warrior doesn't mean you can choose your own battles!!! Any soldier knows that if he attacks the enemy without the backing of his commander, he will be in serious trouble, as he will not have any backup supporting him.

If God orders you into battle, then do what He has called you to do. But do not go into a demon stronghold, and pick a fight. I guarantee you will lose, and will suffer harm as a result.

It is not a glorious ministry and much pain and suffering, both physical and spiritual will come as a result. Many times you will be fighting for people who have no appreciation of what you are doing for them, have no clue of what is happening, or even worse, don't care.

You will be called a "fanatic", a "fundamentalist" and worse; you will be accused of lying, and many Christians will shun you, despise you, or will ignore you as they don't want their comfortable little world shaken.

Remember, count the cost, for as Jesus said;

LUKE 9:62

62 And Jesus said unto him, No man, having put his hand to the plough, and looking back, is fit for the kingdom of God.

The following stories show the more serious side of spiritual warfare.

Child Possession

A friend of mine told me a young lady friend of his, a single mother (whom I will call Sherry) who had a son who had been having terrible nightmares for about 2 years. I had a hunch that maybe a demon was involved, and I knew that demons were allowed to possess children only by special permission from the Lord.

I talked with her about the concept, and she freaked and wanted nothing to do with me. I told her that she could contact me through our mutual friend if she changed her mind at any time, and said nothing further about the issue.

Several months later, she contacted me, and said that her son's nightmares were getting worse. She stated she was willing to try what I had suggested, and wanted to know what to do. It was a Tuesday, so I told her to put her son to bed early on Saturday night, and we would come over and discuss the problem with her.

I was conducting a Bible study with my wife and some friends on Wednesday evening, and as I was discussing what I planned to do, I suddenly felt an evil presence invade the room. I immediately cast it out in the name of Jesus, and we continued with the Bible study.

I called Sherry on Friday night to be sure that she understood to put her son to bed early the following night, etc. She told me, "Oh, my sister came over Thursday night, and took Bobby to stay with her over the weekend."

I then understood what had happened at our Bible study. A demon had eavesdropped on our Bible study, found out what I planned to do, and had put the boy out of my reach for the weekend. I told Sherry that we would try again the following week, and to be sure that no one took him anywhere.

The following Saturday night, my wife and I visited Sherry. She had put Bobby to bed early, and told him that if the nightmares started, a nice man was going to come in and make them go away. He seemed ok with that.

We were talking with Sherry about what was going on, when Bobby suddenly ran into the room, took one look at me, and raced back into the bedroom. Sherry went in to talk with him while my wife and I prayed.

I walked in several minutes later, and the little guy was in bed, with his covers pulled up to just under his eyes, staring at me. I asked him,"How are you?" No answer. I asked, "Do you have these nightmares often?" He said "Yeah." I then asked, "Are they all the same, or are they different?" He said "They're different.", and was instantly asleep.

I felt a deepening chill growing in the room, and I said, "Oh, no you don't!" I then used my Bible as if it were a sword, and commanded the demon to leave the boy in Jesus' name, and swept the Bible just over his body. A moment later, I felt it leave, and Bobby fell into a deep, natural sleep.

I prayed and waited several moments, then walked back out to where Sherry and my wife were waiting. I asked Sherry, "Notice anything different?" She stopped for a moment and her eyes widened. She exclaimed, "It's WARM in here! It's always been so cold, even in the summer! What happened?" I explained to her what I had done, and what was causing the nightmares. I told her that the nightmares should cease, and if not, to call me.

About an hour after my wife and I got home, the phone rang. My wife answered it, and said "It's Sherry..." My first thought was that the thing had come back, and when I asked Sherry if everything was all right, she said everything was fine, but Bobby wanted to know when the man was going to come talk with him. She said, "I heard you talking to him, and I heard him answer you! What happened?" I told her, "Sherry, apparently I wasn't talking to your son, I was talking to the thing that was controlling him." That REALLY freaked her out.

I lost contact with her about 2 years later, but during that time she said that Bobby had had some of the usual children's nightmares, but had not had a recurrence of the graphic horrors he'd been having before the demon was cast out of him.

Direct Strike #1

In November of 1998 I received word from a friend of mine in Michigan that her sister was being hammered by a coven whom she had somehow angered. The spiritual attacks were severe enough that she was constantly sick, and many times could hardly drag herself out of bed to go to work.

Several nights later, as I was driving back to work, I commanded that a hedge be placed about the coven in Jesus' name, and that the power of the coven be contained by the hedge.

A moment later, I was looking into semi-darkness. I saw a huge bulbous thing with bulging glowing yellow eyes looking intently northward. (I later found out the coven was in Missouri). A moment later, the eyes took on a surprised look, and the thing's head swung westward and began searching. Apparently the demon had felt the hedge, and was looking to see where it had come from.

Three days later, my wife and I were driving downtown when a woman in a van ran a red light and broadsided our Jeep hard enough to drive us across the intersection where we hit the curb hard enough to break the front axle.

I was shaken up, and my wife received a bruise on her knee, but we were unharmed otherwise. The driver of the van was ok.

When we got out, I was surprised. The van had hit the Jeep broadside, but there was only a slight dimple in the metal of the door where I was sitting. The only thing between my door and the van was a plastic running board. The running board had shattered from the impact, but something had jerked the front of the van towards the front of the Jeep, where it had taken out the whole front end of the Jeep. There was no way a plastic running board could have deflected a two-ton van like that!

We were puzzled as to how this could have happened, and even the investigating officer stated that what had happened was impossible. The van should have caved in the driver's door causing me serious injury, but had somehow been deflected forward.

Apparently the Satanists who visited on a Christian chat line I frequented knew of the accident, for when I logged on, one of them commented to me, "Feeling a little worse for wear? (smirk)" They knew before I had said anything that I had been in an accident.

God later revealed to me that the accident had been set up by Satan, but my guardian angel had jerked the front of the van forward, saving my life, and keeping my wife from being seriously hurt.


One night I awoke, and looked toward the dresser next to my bed. I found myself looking down what appeared to be some kind of small, dimly-lit foggy tunnel, and I could see what appeared to be a human figure throwing something at me. I prayed, asking God for instructions, and then fell back asleep.

The next morning, I awoke to a particularly fast-acting nasty flu that hit me hard enough to keep me home from work for several days. I usually don't get sick, so I think this was an attack by Satanists, as I had been working with a high-level member of their group, and they were not pleased with what I was doing.


One night I awoke from a deep sleep to find the bedroom lit with a deep red glare. I could see all of the objects within the bedroom in this light, so I knew I wasn't dreaming. I closed my eyes and began to pray, asking God's help, and the next thing I knew, it was morning.

I still have no idea what caused the light. I normally work nights, and I have put black plastic over the windows to block out the daylight, and the plastic was in place when the room was lit. I have no red lights in the bedroom either. But I have heard stories of Christians seeing weird lights under doors when demons were present.

Direct Strike #2

I had been working with a very high-level ex-Satanist for some time, teaching about Jesus, and fighting demons and human spirits who had been trying to kill this person.

On December 15 of 1999, I was talking with this person on the computer via ICQ, when this person said that the attacks were increasing, and she was becoming frightened. She was hearing chains rattling, and had seen a vision in which she had seen herself being tightly bound by demons with these chains.

I told her that it would not happen to her, and suddenly I was looking in a dark place again. I saw a huge, hulking figure with hard, shiny black skin and a reptilian face standing about 10 feet away, with a huge drawn black sword in it's left hand, staring silently at me. I knew a battle was coming.

I was puzzled by the fact that the sword was in it's left hand, instead of it's right. I was told by the ex-Satanist that it meant "show no mercy, take no prisoners" in a battle. It would be a fight to the death.

Two days later, on the 17th of December, my wife and daughter were in our Jeep, (the same one as I described in the earlier story), when a lady ran a stop sign and broadsided the Jeep hard enough that it rolled over onto it's roof. The Jeep skidded across a lane of rush-hour Christmas traffic and stopped at the entrance to a gas station, still on it's roof.

My wife and daughter were badly bruised and shaken, but were unhurt otherwise. The Jeep however was a total loss. The body shop specialist who looked at the damage stated that the entire frame was twisted, which puzzled him considering what had happened.

Several nights later, my daughter had a strange dream. She and my wife were walking toward a building, and were wearing the full armor of God. They entered the building, and saw a long conference table, with God sitting at one end of it.

They sat down, and my daughter asked God, "What's going on?" God told her, "Just wait, he's coming." A moment later, Satan walked in, and sat down before them.

He looked at both of them and said, "You shouldn't be here." He looked at my daughter and said, "You were supposed to have been killed immediately." He looked at my wife and said, "You were to have died moments later."

He then began ranting that it wasn't fair that they had interfered, that they had stopped the Jeep from moving. My wife looked at him in irritation, and ordered him bound him in the name of Jesus. Immediately his hands were bound behind his back, and he had a pair of huge angels on either side, guarding him. A moment later, my daughter woke up.

I asked God about the dream, and this is what He told me.

The initial impact hit my daughter's door, and was supposed to have killed her immediately. As it was raining, Satan's plan was for the initial impact to cause the Jeep to be spun around to where my wife's door would have faced oncoming traffic, and she would have died from an impact moments later.

However, their guardian angels had held the Jeep still, causing the force of the impact to be directed upward, thereby rolling the Jeep, and saving my daughter's life. At the same time, they had cleared the next lane of traffic so that the Jeep could skid on it's roof to the side of the road, thereby saving my wife's life.

This explains the twisting of the Jeep's frame. And even the paramedics who checked out my wife and daughter said they were astounded that no one had been hurt more than they were.

Several days later, my wife and I went to the collision yard to collect our personal belongings from the Jeep after the insurance company told us it had been totaled.

The side doors were jammed due to the twisting of the frame, so we had to enter through the door in the back of the Jeep. It was the kind where the door opened, and the rear window swung up, allowing access into the rear of the vehicle.

I opened the door, swung up the window, and climbed in. The window was intact, by the way. My wife walked under the window to reach for the things I was handing her from inside, and suddenly without warning the window shattered and dropped over the back of her head and neck. Fortunately it was safety glass, and she wasn't hurt.

But the fact remains, the window was intact until she stepped under it. Apparently it was Satan's final attempt to harm my wife.


I had been working with a former Satanist, and the spiritual battles protecting this person from demon attacks had been intense. In fact, the demons had openly bragged that they had cut off communication between God and myself, so that no messages from God could get through.

At first I thought they were lying, but in this case they were apparently powerful enough to do as they had said, as I kept asking God for help and answers, and had received nothing in the way of a reply for nearly a month.

I remembered that the prophet Daniel had a similar experience, in which an angel sent to speak with him had been delayed for 3 weeks due to demons fighting to keep him from reaching Daniel. Finally it took Michael the Archangel to come to the battle to allow the angel to reach Daniel.

But God provided in an unusual way.

A friend of my daughter's who had no idea what was going on had a strange dream, and she said she was told that she was to pass the dream on to me.

She said that in this dream she had seen me dressed in what appeared to be Roman-style armor, and that I had a drawn glowing sword in my hand. I was surrounded by angels who also had drawn swords. They looked at the girl having the dream as if to say, "What are you doing here?" She shrugged as if to say, "I don't know!", and the angels turned back to what was happening.

In front of us was a person on their knees, tightly wrapped in chains. The end of the chain was held by a demonic figure, showing that it was the master or keeper of the person in the chains. The person in the chains was begging me for help.

The demon shouted, "THIS ONE IS MINE!" According to the girl who had the dream, I cut the chain with my sword, and said, "Not any longer." The angels and I then led her away.

Several nights later, another friend of my daughter's had a dream, and was told to pass it on to me.

In this dream, I was again wearing the armor, and had my sword drawn. Again, I was surrounded by angels also with drawn swords.

In front of us was a small lamb, and apparently the lamb was helpless as it seemed to not be able to move. And approaching the lamb was a huge tiger, which was staring at her as if it was going to devour her.

One of the angels then went forward and picked up the lamb. As he returned, the ring of angels opened, he passed inside, and they closed again. The angel handed the lamb to me, and I apparently held it for a moment, then set it at my feet. The lamb was apparently the Satanist I was helping.

I then knelt down and lifted my sword to God, and told Him that if this was a battle He wanted me to fight, then I would fight in His name. The angels also knelt in reverence before the Lord.

Just then, a voice came from above and spoke to the tiger, saying, "She is MINE, Satan, not yours. She is MINE!" As the voice spoke, the tiger crouched down before the voice of the Lord, and glared at me with eyes that literally glowed yellow with hatred.

Then the girl woke up. She had no idea what the dream represented, neither did she know that I was working with Satanists.


God has called my daughter into spiritual warfare also, and the Lord recently used her to bring a schoolmate named Amanda out a local chapter of the deadly branch of Satanism called The Brotherhood.

Shortly after receiving Jesus as her Savior, Amanda was in her bedroom when suddenly a warrior demon appeared in her room. She knew what it was, as she'd seen them before when she was in the Brotherhood. She also knew it had come to kill her.

She prayed to God for help, and she said suddenly my daughter and I appeared in her room with her. She said we were dressed in strange armor, and we had drawn swords in our hands. Amanda said I immediately confronted the demon and asked what it wanted. It said it had orders to kill Amanda, as she was a traitor to Satan.

She said I told my daughter, "This is your fight. I will back you up, but this is your battle." Amanda said I then sat on the bed beside her, and comforted her. She said she looked into my eyes, and could see that I had been through a lot. She also said I had a deep voice.

My daughter raised her sword to the Lord, and said she felt she wasn't strong enough to take this thing on, and that she needed help. Suddenly a voice spoke, and ordered the demon to leave. It snarled that it had a legal right to be there, and to kill Amanda.

The voice then said to the demon, "I AM says you must leave." The girl said that a moment later, she was alone.

Amanda and I had never met, so my daughter explained what had happened, and explained that I had once been deep into the Occult myself, which explained why I appeared to have been though so much. She also explained who "I AM" was, as Amanda had no idea who it had been that spoke to the demon. And my daughter confirmed that I had a deep voice, which was odd because I normally have a husky voice but for that week, my voice had dropped to a deep bass.


On the 16th of June, 2000, one day before she was to graduate from High School, Amanda was killed instantly when the car she was driving was broadsided by another vehicle. The driver of the other vehicle said she had desperately hit the brakes before hitting Amanda's car, but the brakes refused to work. She was totally shattered at having killed Amanda.

God confirmed that Satan had petitioned Him for Amanda's life. He had allowed Satan to cause the accident which took her life, but in His mercy He took her instantly to be with Him, as Satan had wanted her to remain in prolonged agony before she died as a punishment for her leaving the Brotherhood. God said that Amanda knew nothing of what had happened. One moment she was driving, the next moment she was with Him.

And while we weep for her passing, we also rejoice in the fact that Satan cannot threaten her, or harm her any more. Through her faith in Jesus Christ she conquered Satan and now rests in glory in the presence of the Lord, awaiting the time when she can return in victory with the Lord Jesus when He comes in glory for His saints.

Shortly after Amanda had made Jesus her Savior, her parents had noted the change in her, and had come to accept Jesus themselves as a result. And in tribute to them, their newfound faith in Jesus remained strong even though their daughter was taken from them by Satan. They rest in the knowledge that their daughter is now safe, and that they will see her again when Jesus returns or when they are called to be with Him. I salute you both for your faith and courage in remaining faithful to Jesus in spite of this tragedy. Great will be your reward in Heaven!

And as long as this Web site remains, Amanda's story will remain as a memorial to her, and to her faith in our Lord. May she be an example and an inspiration to us all!


I had been on deployment in the Navy for several months when my wife wrote and told me that the church we had been attending had received a new pastor, as the former pastor felt led to go to another state and minister there.

The announcement that a new pastor would be ministering in the church apparently came as a shock to most of the congregation, as they were told that the following Sunday the new minister would be taking over, and the elders had felt led of God to accept this minister as the pastor of the church.

Several weeks later, she wrote and told me that she had felt quite uncomfortable with this new pastor, as he was reading things from his Bible that she couldn't find in hers, and his interpretations of Scripture didn't seem right.

She told me she had stopped going to the church, and was reading the Bible at home, and was teaching our children about the Lord at home.

I was puzzled about the issue, and determined to check the situation out when I got home, for as the head of the household, it was my duty before the Lord to guide and guard the spiritual health of my family.

When I returned home several months later (deployments usually lasted for 6-9 months), I attended the church to see if I could determine what was going on.

As I walked into the church, I felt a coldness, not physical, but more of a spiritual chill. I kept it in mind, but waited to see if it was my imagination, or something real. I had been teaching intense Bible studies on the aircraft carrier I was stationed on while out at sea, and thought the apparent coolness I felt might have been because I wasn't feeling the intensity of fellowship that we shared on the ship.

When the pastor got up and started preaching, my spirit fell flat. I knew then there was definitely something wrong, but I wasn't sure what. I could feel demon activity in the church, but couldn't tell where it was coming from.

When the service was over, my wife and I went to leave, and the pastor stood at the door talking with the church members as they left.

As we approached the door, the pastor saw me, and reached out to shake my hand. As he did, as soon as his hand grasped mine, I felt it. I was stunned! I thought, "My God, it's him! HE's the source! But he's the Lord's anointed, how can this be?"

I fought with myself all the way home. I could still feel the spiritual shock I received when he shook my hand, and I begged the Lord for answers. How could a pastor before the Lord be demon-possessed?

The next week over my wife's objections, I decided to again attend this church, and see if could get some answers.

Again when the minister got up and began to preach, my spirit fell flat. He then began reading Scripture, and the interpretations he was giving were different than what the Word was plainly stating in the passage he was reading.

Then I clearly heard a voice within me say, "Get out. Get out of this church." I knew without question that it was the voice of the Lord, by it's very authority. So, in the middle of the service I gathered up my wife and children, and left.

Several weeks later, I saw one of the elders in a grocery store, and he mentioned that he'd seen me leave in the middle of the service, and that I hadn't been back since, and he was curious as to why.

I took a moment and prayed for guidance, then I told him, "You have a demon-possessed pastor in that church, and God ordered me to leave and not come back." I proceeded to explain all that I had seen and felt concerning the issue.

He looked at me strangely, and said, "I want you to write a letter to the Diaconate concerning what you told me." He didn't elaborate as to why. Several days later, I delivered the letter to him to deliver to the Diaconate.

Apparently the letter I wrote confirmed suspicions of some of the elders and deacons, for they then asked the pastor to leave, and he refused. He accused the elders and deacons of persecution in front of the congregation, and basically tore the church body apart with divisiveness and discord.

The church body finally bought out his contract, and he left, taking some of the congregation with him and leaving a shattered congregation behind him.

The former pastor returned after all of this had happened, I suspect out of guilt. It seems that this pastor had wanted to go to the church he'd left for, and had rushed the appointment of the demon-possessed pastor without having the congregation vote as to whether they wanted the new pastor. He and I had been good friends, and he was shocked with all that I related to him concerning the situation.

Months later, I was talking to a member of the church, and this person casually mentioned that the pastor who had been kicked out had been to Haiti, and had put voodoo fetishes (idols) on display in the church while he was the pastor.

As she mentioned that, I knew then what had happened. By bringing the idols into the church, the pastor had given Satan a legal right to dwell within the church. And as the pastor had become demon possessed through the owning of the idols, and as the head of the church he had given Satan legal access to dwell within the church also.


God Himself warns us;


14 Be ye not unequally yoked together with unbelievers: for what fellowship hath righteousness with unrighteousness? and what communion hath light with darkness?

15 And what concord hath Christ with Belial? or what part hath he that believeth with an infidel?

16 And what agreement hath the temple of God with idols? for ye are the temple of the living God; as God hath said, I will dwell in them, and walk in [them]; and I will be their God, and they shall be my people.

17 Wherefore come out from among them, and be ye separate, saith the Lord, and touch not the unclean [thing]; and I will receive you,

18 And will be a Father unto you, and ye shall be my sons and daughters, saith the Lord Almighty.

God told Israel concerning idols of the nations they conquered;


25 The graven images of their gods shall ye burn with fire: thou shalt not desire the silver or gold [that is] on them, nor take [it] unto thee, lest thou be snared therein: for it [is] an abomination to the LORD thy God.

26 Neither shalt thou bring an abomination into thine house, lest thou be a cursed thing like it: [but] thou shalt utterly detest it, and thou shalt utterly abhor it; for it [is] a cursed thing.

Note that God in verse 25 says Israel was not to desire the silver and gold on the idols that they were to destroy. The idols were dedicated to demon gods, and they had legal ownership to everything the idol consisted of, including the precious metals.

And apparently destroying the idol was not enough to break the legal right of Satan to the silver and gold on the statues, so therefore anyone taking the metals would be taking property dedicated to Satan, opening the door to possession.

And note carefully what God says in verse 26! If you bring an abomination into your house, you will become a cursed thing as much as the abomination itself!

Remember what happened to Israel when Achan took cursed treasure into his tent after the destruction of Jericho.

JOSHUA 7:1-13, 19-22

1 But the children of Israel committed a trespass in the accursed thing: for Achan, the son of Carmi, the son of Zabdi, the son of Zerah, of the tribe of Judah, took of the accursed thing: and the anger of the LORD was kindled against the children of Israel.

2 And Joshua sent men from Jericho to Ai, which [is] beside Bethaven, on the east side of Bethel, and spake unto them, saying, Go up and view the country. And the men went up and viewed Ai.

3 And they returned to Joshua, and said unto him, Let not all the people go up; but let about two or three thousand men go up and smite Ai; [and] make not all the people to labour thither; for they [are but] few.

4 So there went up thither of the people about three thousand men: and they fled before the men of Ai.

5 And the men of Ai smote of them about thirty and six men: for they chased them [from] before the gate [even] unto Shebarim, and smote them in the going down: wherefore the hearts of the people melted, and became as water.

6 And Joshua rent his clothes, and fell to the earth upon his face before the ark of the LORD until the eventide, he and the elders of Israel, and put dust upon their heads.

7 And Joshua said, Alas, O Lord GOD, wherefore hast thou at all brought this people over Jordan, to deliver us into the hand of the Amorites, to destroy us? would to God we had been content, and dwelt on the other side Jordan!

8 O Lord, what shall I say, when Israel turneth their backs before their enemies!

9 For the Canaanites and all the inhabitants of the land shall hear [of it], and shall environ us round, and cut off our name from the earth: and what wilt thou do unto thy great name?

10 And the LORD said unto Joshua, Get thee up; wherefore liest thou thus upon thy face?

11 Israel hath sinned, and they have also transgressed my covenant which I commanded them: for they have even taken of the accursed thing, and have also stolen, and dissembled also, and they have put [it] even among their own stuff.

12 Therefore the children of Israel could not stand before their enemies, [but] turned [their] backs before their enemies, because they were accursed: neither will I be with you any more, except ye destroy the accursed from among you.

13 Up, sanctify the people, and say, Sanctify yourselves against to morrow: for thus saith the LORD God of Israel, [There is] an accursed thing in the midst of thee, O Israel: thou canst not stand before thine enemies, until ye take away the accursed thing from among you.

19 And Joshua said unto Achan, My son, give, I pray thee, glory to the LORD God of Israel, and make confession unto him; and tell me now what thou hast done; hide [it] not from me.

20 And Achan answered Joshua, and said, Indeed I have sinned against the LORD God of Israel, and thus and thus have I done:

21 When I saw among the spoils a goodly Babylonish garment, and two hundred shekels of silver, and a wedge of gold of fifty shekels weight, then I coveted them, and took them; and, behold, they [are] hid in the earth in the midst of my tent, and the silver under it.

22 So Joshua sent messengers, and they ran unto the tent; and, behold, [it was] hid in his tent, and the silver under it.

Israel was flushed with the victory over Jericho, and believed that they could take the small city of Ai with little problem. But because of the sin of Achan, all of Israel suffered, namely because they had not consulted with the Lord before they attacked the city. If they had, they would have found out about the sin, and would have been spared the humiliation of defeat.

The same is with us. We cannot arrogantly go into Satan's strongholds and fight without being clean ourselves. If we do, we will suffer shame, humiliation, and in some cases, serious physical and spiritual attack.

We must daily ask the Lord to cleanse us of any sin or uncleanness, that we may be holy before Him always.

We must also be careful what we touch.

A good example of this was when I was in another state attending a school for the company I presently work for.

I was at the airport, when I saw a shop that sold geodes and beautiful rock crystal pieces. I started to go toward it, as I wanted to pick up something special for my wife, when I suddenly began feeling a strong resistance as I walked toward this shop.

I stopped, puzzled, and walked back to where I had been. Then I walked toward the shop again, and again I felt the same resistance, as if something was trying to stop me from going there.

I asked the Lord about it, and He said He was the one stopping me from going there. I looked more closely from across the way, and I saw Indian "dream-catchers", and New Age items, incense, etc.

Then I understood that this was a demon stronghold, and the items within the shop were unclean things as a result. God was protecting me by keeping me from harm, not allowing me to touch and buy unclean things.

Note: I could have continued walking into the store, as God didn't actually stop me from going there, He gently restrained me to warn me. But the choice was mine, as to whether I would obey Him or not. And even though I greatly desired to go into the store and buy some of the things I saw, the spiritual price I would have paid was far too high. I would have willing entered a demon stronghold in disobedience to God's orders, and He would not have gone with me. If I came under attack, I would have had to fight on my own. And I would have brought unclean things into my house, making myself a curse because of it. And like Israel, my whole family would have suffered as a result.

Fathers and single parents, please take note of what I have written above. Youare the spiritual leader of your household, and just as God held Adam responsible for the deeds of his wife, you are responsible before the Lord for the spiritual welfare of your family!

As I have stated above, these are true stories of Spiritual Warfare. There are many more stories, but I have not posted them for personal reasons. I may post some of them if the Lord directs, and I will be adding more as time goes on.

I have also posted the these stories to the Web in order to try to show Christians that what the Scriptures say about the Armor of God, Satan, demons, spiritual warfare and the spiritual weapons we are given is indeed truth.

I also want to show that the battles for precious souls is real, and intense. Satan is a merciless enemy, and will never, ever fight fairly. He will take away whatever he can, and will petition God for our lives if he can get permission to destroy us, as he did with our beloved sister Amanda as I related above.

Like I said, if you feel that the Lord is calling you to Spiritual Warfare, count the cost!!!!!! This is not a fun game, this is war! And Satan fights with very real weapons! I have suffered physical injuries which God has said were the result of spiritual battles, some of which we will not remember.

After one particular battle, my left shoulder began feeling as if someone was tearing it apart with a crowbar, and for almost three months I was in constant, intense pain. It was bad enough that I couldn't sleep many nights, and painkillers couldn't seem to dull the pain.

I had prayed for healing, but had received no answers, and was quite frustrated with the situation. Then one night before I went to bed, God suddenly asked me, "Have you anointed the area with oil?" I said, "Yes, Lord, I have, and I have asked for healing at the same time." He then asked, "Have you asked for spiritual healing, when you did this?"

I stopped, stunned. I hadn't considered THAT aspect of the situation. I then anointed my entire shoulder with oil, and prayed for spiritual healing as well. God told me to anoint the area each night, and ask for spiritual as well as physical healing. Three days later, the pain was gone.

After the accident I described in which my wife and daughter were broadsided in the Jeep, my wife had several serious deep bruises that weren't healing properly. Normally bruises start showing signs of healing within several days, but these had remained the same for over two weeks.

I then anointed the bruises with oil, and asked for spiritual as well as physical healing, and within two days, the bruises were hardly noticeable.

There have been cases where oil wasn't available during an attack. In that case, I have used tap water with the same results.

Remember, the oil is only a symbol of the anointing of the Holy Spirit! You don't need "blessed oil" or anything like that. Besides, you don't who "blessed" it, nor do you know what spirit may be attached to such "blessed" oil. Motor or cooking oil will do in a pinch. And ANY Christian can use it with the same results.

When you're feeling excessively tired, weak, sick, oppressed, whatever, anoint yourself with oil (rubbing a little on the forehead will do) and pray for physical and spiritual healing. I have seen definite results when I have done so with myself and my family.

This information should be considered vital for ALL Christians, whatever your ministry. Satan doesn't limit his attacks to spiritual warriors only! And spiritual warfare isn't limited to those who carry the sword for the Lord!

Prayer warriors are like heavy artillery in support of spiritual warriors, as prayers to the Lord are a threat to Satan, for we are communicating with our Commander, and that's the LAST thing Satan wants!

Praise weakens Satan's power in an attack, so musicians who sing and praise the Lord are vital in spiritual warfare, as are those whose ministry is to praise the Lord continually.

Satan will attack anyone who is a threat to him. So ALL Christians are involved in spiritual warfare to some extent, whether they like it or not. And sadly enough, most aren't even aware of the war that rages around them. The dream the Lord gave me about sleeping churches in my personal page of this Web site proves that.

Some of Satan's most devastating weapons are diseases which he inflicts upon God's servants to take them out of battle. When we come down with something, we need to immediately anoint ourselves, (or have a trusted Christian friend do it for us) and pray for physical and spiritual healing! (In the cases of specific areas of disease or pain, anoint the entire area with oil, and pray for specific spiritual & physical healing of that area.)

Rebuke the disease and the pain in the name of Jesus Christ, and rebuke the demon(s) maintaining the disease and pain, commanding both to leave in the name of Jesus. Keep doing this every day until you see results, or until the Lord tells you differently!

James, the Lord's physical brother said;

JAMES 5:14-15

14 Is any sick among you? let him call for the elders of the church; and let them pray over him, anointing him with oil in the name of the Lord:

15 And the prayer of faith shall save the sick, and the Lord shall raise him up; and if he have committed sins, they shall be forgiven him.

In the absence of elders from the church, you can anoint yourself if you are able. Also the head of the household also has this authority to anoint the members of their households. Or a trusted Christian friend could do it for you. But be sure you know where this person stands in relation to the Lord! The Lord will honor this as I have found in my life.

Just as anointing a house will make it a fortress against Satan, anointing ourselves and our families will do much to protect us from personal attack throughout the day. Claim the armor of God each day also, for yourself, and for any members of your household, and ask for a hedge of protection of any animals you might have. Remember, the legion of demons that Jesus cast out of the man in Gadara begged permission to be able to go into swine, showing that they can possess and afflict animals too!

Parents, you need to do this not only for yourselves, but for your children also. Satan will not limit his attacks to adults. He will attack anywhere he thinks it will be effective, and he is not above attacking children to try to distract us from fighting him.

Battles aren't always swiftly won either. There have been a number of times where battles I have been involved in have lasted for weeks, during which time I have been sick, constantly exhausted, and have had little sleep. But God has been faithful, and has provided for my needs. What I mean is, He has given me enough energy to function, not necessarily providing me with complete energy. And I have learned to be grateful to Him and to thank Him for any help He gives me, and to ask for grace to endure when I feel that I can't go any further.

But to me, the rewards are worth it. Serving Jesus is a joy, and I count it as an honor that He has called me into this ministry.

And remember, no ministry is more important or glorious in God's eyes, than any other. It is our obedience to that which He has commissioned us to do that is important in His sight.

Each ministry has an effect on others, and works for the good of the body of believers in Christ, just as all parts of the body work together for the good of the whole body. Be diligent to do what God has called you to do, even if it seems small in your own sight. For it may be small to you, but remember, a red blood cell is a small organism, yet it carries precious oxygen to the whole body, without which the body would die. And the life and function of the whole body depends on the mission of these little cells.

Many Christians don't realize the impact that we have in the spiritual world, even in seemingly little things. What may seem small to us, can have a devastating impact in Satan's kingdom.

Remember, a nuclear weapon is a very small item compared to the destruction that it can wreak when it detonates. Besides, it is the Lord who works the works, not we ourselves. And let us not despise small things, lest we despise the One who works mightily through small things.


I Corinthians 1:26-31

26 For ye see your calling, brethren, how that not many wise men after the flesh, not many mighty, not many noble, [are called]:

27 But God hath chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise; and God hath chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty;

28 And base things of the world, and things which are despised, hath God chosen, [yea], and things which are not, to bring to nought things that are:

29 That no flesh should glory in his presence.

30 But of him are ye in Christ Jesus, who of God is made unto us wisdom, and righteousness, and sanctification, and redemption:

31 That, according as it is written, He that glorieth, let him glory in the Lord.

May God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ confirm these things within your hearts, and may He open your eyes to the war that rages about us. And may He use you in mighty ways, and keep and protect you until the coming of Jesus Christ, His resurrected Son!

And may all glory, honor, power, dominion, majesty and praise be His forever! Worthy is the Lamb to receive these things!

Your brother in Christ Jesus,


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