I was once told that you don’t have to believe in evil for it to affect you anyway. It was also mentioned to me that the only reason I would say evil exists is because I believe in a God. Belief in God automatically places me in the religious category. If I believe in God, it is often assumed that I must also believe in the devil. “No God, no devil.” This is not true at all, because I believed in God but I didn’t believe in evil. I couldn’t conceive in my mind that God would ever let anything evil happen to people. It was never God’s fault; from the beginning of time, it was all about obedience. If Adam and Eve had listened to God, we wouldn’t be in the kind of world we live in today. So if you’re obedient to God and try to live like Jesus, by following his examples and teachings, nothing bad would or could ever happen to you. Jesus died for us and resurrected, so he protects us at all times and he promised never to leave us comfortless[John14:18]

My dad would always say, “in this world there is negative and positive, that is what brings balance, neither can exist without the other.” He would always try to educate me about the paranormal. Especially when we’d watch a horror movie, he’d always say things like, “this sort of thing does happen for real.” The worst for me, was the movie the exorcist with Linda Blair in the seventies. The visual effects and dramatics was so vivid it strongly affected my imagination to the point that I went to bed for a while after seeing the movie terrified that demons can come after me and possess me too. I believe that my faith in God grew stronger than any other child in the world I would say, because I learnt every prayer of protection in the Bible and read the Bible every day faithfully. My dad was so superstitious, he would say things like,” walk in backward when you come home after midnight, because evil spirits will follow you in your house, don’t let a black cat cross your path at a certain time of the night, keep a metal horse shoe over your door for protection and luck of the home” to me as a child and all kinds of other crazy stuff. The worst is that witchcraft and things like voodoo do exist. People can take your picture, clothing and hair and put a spell on you. I did not believe and refused to believe him, that these kind of things can happen. I thought it was impossible.

It wasn’t until I was a grown woman living on my own, that I’ve experienced the paranormal and believed. All of the time when bad things happened to me in my life, I never saw it as being evil, I always thought it was my lack of obedience to God’s will for me. Truly in my heart I believed this, because nothing ever happened to me that God didn’t fix in my life especially when I’d pray. Evil was revealed to me for the first time when I met this woman who for some reason singled me out of every body else just to hate me and find faults in me that I didn’t know even see or know I had. I has been following a friend’s lead for the first time in my life to go and get what they call a reading by a physic. Again, I could say this happened to me because I was disobedient as I had a vision as a child at the age of twelve an angle came and said to me, “never have your future be told to you by anyone, if there is anything you need to know pray and God will reveal it to you, in dreams and visions.”

It was at a vulnerable time in my life where everything was going wrong and I’ve been praying and I just didn’t wait on the lord for answers this time, I was a little impatient for it, and boy was I ever sorry I didn’t wait on the Lord. I had thought that I was going through problems, well it only begun when I went to that woman. Because I was very naïve I always trusted my friend and people who where older than I. My friend was older than me and I always went to her for advice and she’d never guided me wrong. But for the first time it was like her advice took me to hell and back. This woman was as evil as the witches you see on television. I would see her in my dreams coming to hurt me and then one of my friends who knew her said, ” I don’t know this woman too well, but you do, and for so long, she says things about you with a hate that if I didn’t know you, I’d believe her, stay away from her please. Her intentions towards you is really bad, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”  Anyone who really knew how fragile, God fearing,humble, loving and compassionate person I am would know how much hearing someone hating on me would destroy my spirit. I am not saying that all physic readers are evil and people should not go to see them, but for me it is forbidden and I was told. I had no excuse, that I couldn’t even find myself blaming the woman personally, I was putting the blame to myself first. Apparently she wanted me to join her in what she was doing, I went there for a reading of my future not to join at the time what was considered a cult of some sort. She was good at what she did, certain things she told me about what was going on in my life had convinced me, she was truthful in her knowledge and I was ever so afraid of her because of it. One day she called me up and said, ” I know what you’re doing and thinking” she’d threaten me that she could hurt me in a way that no one would be able to help me. Ironic enough the same older woman who got me in this situation brought a Man of God, really that was his name in the church and he came to help me get away from this woman and that day she knew he was there. She’d called me cursing at me, using all kind of profanities. This brought back to my mind the things that my father always tried to warn me about that is possible like that people can take your picture, clothing even to where you are living and put spells on you, to control, hurt you and cause evil in your life. Like in the exorcist demon can come after to you. I was so terrified, as I was after seeing the movie the exorcist. I’d trusted this woman about every personal and important things about my life. I was accused by her of being a spy coming to learn her ways to destroy her, “what,” I thought to my self, is this woman crazy, a spy for whom?” My spiritual mother woke up to find blood all over her door and a dead animal with all kind of smelly oils on it. How did she knew who and where my spiritual mother lived to this day is a mystery. This woman was to me some sort of a demon, I would hear things moving around in my apartment at night when it was just me. This apartment complex was one of the most cleanest, well maintained place you’d ever seen, all of a sudden after living there for years we got infestation of bugs. My life was being played out like what’s in a horror movies, and I lived it, “it was real!” When I saw all the things that she was capable of doing I was ever so afraid for my life and my family’s, that once again I dove deeper into my faith in God. Not only did I read the Bible, I fasted, prayed and went to church. All of this is one of the reasons I became a prayer warrior. The first time I’d met her, she had warned me that I would be talking about her for the rest of my life. She’d took one look at me and said, “you can’t survive in this world like this you are going to die, it will eat you up, you’ve got to be strong.” I could have never seen it coming, because when she had said that to me, it was with such compassion, I cried, cause I knew exactly what she was speaking about, I was a push over and can easily be broken and it was the thing that had me so down. It was like she saw how naïve and fragile I am. I always thought to myself, was she part of God’s plan for me, she came across as some who really had meant well for me.

The man of God[Jesus I believe him to be] came once again as a deliver for me out of my troubles. He said, “Whom, do you fear, God or man?” and my reply was, ” man, because their fist I can see God’s I can’t.” He even started to scare me, when he began telling me all that God had design for my life and the reason I was going through what I was is because I have a calling on my life that I have to fulfill to find true peace and happiness. They are after you for what you possess, “who are they, and what in Jesus name do I possess?” I was so angry and fed up about all this hocus-pocus foolishness, I didn’t want to hear another word. He then looked at me and said, ” go outside and pick me up some flowers and then come back.” I told him ” this is a apartment complex there is no garden here.” I lived in the place for so long and never realized that there was flower garden in front of every one of the apartment building complexes. Was God showing me in some ways that I do not pay attention to  things, the little that can be very significant to my life or my well being. Like the flowers, they must of just planted them there recently I thought, cause I never saw them before ever and if I didn’t need or wasn’t sent to get them I would not have realized it was there. So then how much more things in my life unless I am in need, just happened to encounter or is right before me but I can’t see or even realize it exist.

When I arrived back home from getting the flowers, my attitude was change, I felt at peace and not angry any more. The man of God was sitting in the living room speaking to my friend. He look at me and said, “put the flowers in a vase and bring it to me with a light candle. I always kept candles in case of blackout or storm. So I got him the candle placed it on the coffee table with the flowers and he said a prayer and told me, ” take in the light.” I thought he meant physically to take the light I had lit in the candle holder on the table, but he said, “no don’t touch it”. He wanted me to take the light within my spirit, close my eyes and visualize myself drawing light into my spirit like I would inhaling my breath,” and I did. I saw the light like tiny bits of dust coming into my body and then surrounding me he said another prayer. That was it he said to me,” the next time I see you, I am going to bring you a Bible.” I never saw him again and didn’t even get the Bible. But there was something about his presence that stuck with me always in every aspect of my spiritual growth. This man never asked for anything, not even a donation for his time, nothing, and I realized with him saying that he would bring me a Bible, I’d gotten free Bibles from different religious groups that was soliciting their religions at my door. He was someone special, that mysterious Man of God.