Tuesday Testimony: Casting Out Evil Spirits

This testimony is from Testimony Share.

It was a Tuesday, the 14th of February, 2016. Valentine’s Day. Began as a normal day nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Little did I know that this would be among the most significant days in my spiritual life? For a long time I had prayed and asked God to reveal Himself and His mighty power to me. I had read amazing stories in the bible about how God had manifested His great unlimited abilities to various people. Most of my friends also kept telling me that they had experienced this and that made me desperate. I wanted to experience something for myself and the day had finally come.

At about 3pm, I received a call from Albert a friend who was moving to a new house and needed help in packing his stuff and just the whole process. A few minutes later Albert got to where I was and we left together to start packing. As we descended the stairs in my apartment we met Steve who strangely seemed surprised to see us. Not sure what startled him because he had met both Albert and I before so I couldn’t put a finger on what made him react in such a way. Quickly we pushed this thought out of our heads and went our way.

On the way to Albert’s new place we met Steve again who walked directly towards me and told me that he had come looking for me at my place and hadn’t found me. He was acting very strange. Normally he would just be by himself alone in his room. Steve is a very quiet private guy who would hardly be found with people or even outside his room just sitting by himself. At that time he was sitting in the view of everyone just outside our apartment. He liked to smoke and that’s what he was doing strangely in front of every person who cared to look.

Oddly he seemed to be running away from something unseen because he would suddenly pace up and down look around as if being watched then sit in the view of everyone not disturbed by the attention he was getting from around. I guess that’s why he had run away from his room.

When I got back to the house, I decided to play classical music since I had about an hour to kill before the evening’s bible study. Quickly went through my favorite artists Savage Garden, Phil Collins, Michael Bolton and the likes selecting a few songs adding them to my playlist. I wasn’t keen enough to notice this song by Bridgit Mendler “Ready or Not” sneak into my playlist and it kept playing in my head. The chorus goes something like:

Ready or not
Here I come
Where you at?
The night is young
in the crowd the music’s loud but I will find you
ready or not

It was almost like a message. Something was trying to get to me through this song. It’s like it was saying that whether I’m ready or not it’s coming and it will find me. I didn’t realize that then.

During the bible study, we were sharing about how we had been doing on our CBR, continuous bible reading and I told my friends that for me CBR had begun well till I got to the book of Leviticus and found it a bit boring. So I skipped it jumping to interesting stories like David’s and the like. I felt challenged like the Lord was trying to tell me that I needed to read the whole bible so that I’m better equipped to handle “WHATEVER WAS TO COME”. These warnings kept coming to me but I guess I wasn’t ready to see them as such.

That night at about midnight Steve started screaming and crying in his room. He kept shouting things like ‘Oh my God. They have found me. They are going to kill me and things like that. My first thought was not to come out of my room. I was really tired so I felt like just praying and letting God do the rest but the shouting didn’t stop. It was so loud I couldn’t sleep. I decided to make a short prayer and went to his room.

Most of my neighbors were up but were too terrified to leave their houses. I felt like it was a spiritual attack and had to do something. I quickly found out that I was the only Christian and that terrified me. I made a prayer to God. The story of Esther from the bible came to me and how she had asked people to pray for her and fast before she faced the king and if she were to perish then she would let it be. So I told myself the same thing. Told God that I felt terrified and weak and so unequipped for whatever I needed to do but I couldn’t just sit around and watch my friend suffer. Plus I needed to sleep.

With my terrified little steps I went to his room and Steve looked terrible. He was sweating and crying and pointing towards a corner of his house crying and saying that they are there to kill him. I looked around but couldn’t see anything. I almost began to think that he had lost his brain when the worst happened. I HEARD A VOICE. It was so clear and came form that corner he kept pointing towards. It was a female voice and it seemed like she was laughing. I couldn’t see anything but heard the voice. That shook me to my core. Whatever little courage and strength I had got just flew out through window.

I lost all strength and went on my knees started crying to God. I told Him begging that if His response was contingent to how much faith I had or how righteous I had lived then we would all perish. Whatever Steve was seeing existed and it was real I just couldn’t see it but I almost felt its presence in that room. As I kept praying I began to feel some warmth in my heart. It was like we were surrounded with some protection circle. I couldn’t see it but I felt it. Steve initially kept saying that he was seeing eyes all over but with time all that stopped. God had answered my prayer.

As I got to my house at about 3 am I took a moment to pray to God thanking Him for all that he had done that night. I had seen His hand and felt it. He can come alive to you too if you believe and ask Him to show himself to you. I pray that as you have read this, the Lord reveal Himself to you so that you join the many witnesses of His great and marvelous works. I’ll leave my email in case you have questions or an experience you’d like to share or anything. God bless.

fredrickmangula at gmail dot com
Fred

Tuesday Testimony: The True Lord Saves

This testimony is from CARM:

My name is Barry and I live in Sydney Australia. D.O.B. 23/10/72

My first memories of Jesus are very fond. Up to the age of five I remember feeling this overpowering love for the Lord. As a young child I remember my favourite songs were hymns and Christmas carols. I would spend hours looking through my Uncles illustrated bibles. I would draw the crucifixion scene over. Even at the age of five or six I remember thinking that I would very much like to go to heaven.

My family were strong Catholics. That meant that we went to mass, had statues and medals in our house and that was it. The only time my father ever struck me was when I used the Lords name in vain.

I remember that my dad had accrued many books on evolution during his science degree. He spent many hours teaching me about evolution. His favourite movie was 2001 a space oddyssey. He declared that one day we would evolve again into a higher level of existence just like the end of the movie. He taught me that the old testament was a hoax because science disproved it. He took me to see movies like “chariots of the Gods” at the age of six to show me that we had to be the remnant of some older alien civilisation. Dad also became involved in the occult – Tarot cards, clairvoyance, astral projecting and witchcraft.

So my childhood view of the world changed from awe at Christ to an eclectic evolution/science fiction/occult view of the meaning of life. But the bottom line was this mix gave life no meaning.

I spent my primary school years convincing kids at my Catholic school that the bible was false.  I spent my high school years laughing at the stupidity and morality of Christians.  I spent the ages of 22 – 27 ripping apart my Christian sister in law and other family members claims that Christ was the only way. I believed that all religions were valid and all paths led to God. I used the leverage of my worldly education to try to shoot holes in their beliefs.

In 1999 two days before my second child was born, our Doctor called me. I was working three hours from home. He informed me that the vital signs were dropping off and that it was likely that the child could die.

The first thing I did was hit the floor on my knees. I cried out “Lord, if you are real, please save my daughter. I promise I will walk with you all my life and raise my children in a Christian home”. A cry from the heart of a sinner who never acknowledged his Father. I felt this overwhelming sense that the true and living God was with me, even though I spent my life rejecting him.

I got home as quickly as possible. At the induced delivery I expected the worst – a stillborn or brain damaged child. Four hours into labour a perfect baby girl was born. I was overjoyed. The doctor dragged me into the corner.

“Have a look at this” he held a kidney dish before me.  In it were the black remnants of some rotten organ.

“What is it?” I enquired.

“This is your wife’s placenta. It is a miracle that this child lived.”

Two months later I accepted Jesus Christ as my Lord and Saviour at an alter call at our church. My wife also did the same that day. That year my brother, brother-in-law and mother-in-law were also saved. Right before his death my father-in-law was saved. I have seen more miracles in one year than I would have believed possible. In a strange twist I am now teaching scripture to children one day a month at primary school. Twenty years before I was leading children from the Lord.

My dad died when I was fifteen. Only God knows what was in his heart when he died.  Jesus has changed my life so much. Before I was saved I already had a senior position with a good salary and all the things the world holds dear. But this never made me happy. Now I gladly give it to the Lord – everything I have is his. I feel strangely not at home in the world yet happy to serve the Lord in it until He calls me home.

If somebody is reading this who considers themselves an intellectual as I did wants to laugh the testimony off I would encourage them to try this. Pray everyday for three months that God will reveal himself in your life. Lay down your pride in your knowledge and beliefs and ask that if Jesus is Lord, could He touch your life. I was a person full of pride because of my achievements in life – yet at the peak of this I felt at my most hollow. It was only when I realized that it was because of God that my life was blessed that I gave Him the glory. I pray that whoever reads this testimony will give God the glory for the blessings in their life.

God Bless you all – Barry.

Tuesday Testimony: A great healing

Uh, this is one of the longest testimonies I’ve posted. Actually, it probably is the longest one. But this person really knows how to tell a story and this moved me slightly so here we go:

I don’t know where to begin. The last time I had written a testimony was back in 2010 when my mother was first diagnosed with breast cancer. I had written a witness of how Jesus had taken us through that difficult time. That writing was the first and the last until now. Here I am now writing again to proclaim and testify that Jesus is truly alive.

When the year began, I remember thinking that this is the third year since the cancer and only two more years to go to be off the cancer medication, be cancer free and cross the five-year mark.

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Tuesday Testimony: Saved from a car accident

Another testimony is shared. Boy, this one was pretty big. It’s one of the shortest testimonies shown here but the lesson is to…eh, I don’t want to ruin it for you.

I am sharing this testimony in a very emotional state. God is good, and I cannot thank him enough for his love and mercy over my family and me, in spite of all my imperfections.

I study at my friend’s place every night since we are both preparing for the same professional examination. On the night of December 30th, 2016, we decided to study late into the night because we will not be studying on the night of 31st being the crossover night and 1st of January which is the new year.

I left his apartment around 1.30 am in the early hours of the morning of the 31st of December 2016. I followed the usual route I take to my home from his place. Everything was calm, and nobody was speeding. I was driving quietly and listening to some amazing Christian music over the radio. I was at a speed of about 38 mph (the speed limit on the road is 40 mph), and I was in the right lane since I was going to make a right exit to my home.

However, about quarter of a mile from my exit, a quiet voice just told me to change lanes from the right lane to the middle lane because the right lane was slightly bumpy ahead. I looked into my mirrors. There was no car in sight, and I changed lanes. Just about two seconds after changing the lane, a car sped past me at probably about 100 mph and the car went to hit the car that was right in from me. Apparently, the driver of the speeding car was being pursued by the police.

The accident from their collision was terrible. Both cars spun off the road. I do not know if anyone survived the accident. Cops arrived at the accident scene a few seconds later, and everyone was directed away from the accident scene.

I want to thank God for sparing my life in a split second. I also want to pray for the people that were involved in the accident, and I pray that God will preserve their lives. Thank you for reading my testimony, and I pray that God’s protection will always be upon us in Jesus name.

Wow! So, like I was gonna say, the lesson here is to listen for God’s guidance. The Holy Spirit is here to help. Once we build a relationship with God where we hear Him naturally, we can avoid a lot of problems and reach higher places in life; places that God wants us to reach.

This was from Testimony Share.

Tuesday Testimony: Overcoming broken family, drugs, sexual abuse, and more

Tuesday Testimony is back. I share testimonies I find on the web and present them here. Occasionally, I get comments from these posts that end up being posts in their own. The power of testimony is something that should never be taken lightly. It can inspire us to keep going. It can remind us of how awesome our God is.

Let’s take a look at this one:

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Testimony: Deliverance from Homosexuality

I have to testify! God is so good. Nobody in the world can tell me he can’t do the impossible. I was living a lifestyle of homosexuality. Attracted to men and dating men. The enemy had a hold of my mind.

As I look back over my life I went through different levels with my past lifestyle. The stage where I denied being gay, the stage where I wanted everyone to know I was gay, to the last and final stage. The stage where this isn’t working for me so lets just live life and accept I’ll never change.

Guess what? None of those stages worked! I was another lost soul on my way to hell, but God saw fit and gave me a chance to clean my life up. See what half of you guys see is the positive statuses I post, the pictures where I’m smiling and being so uplifting.

I bet half of you didn’t know I’ve contemplated suicide, been in a mental institute, suffered from depression. The Doctors pronounced me as being bipolar. I been on all kind of depression medications and on top of that had to struggle with not knowing my identity. NO MORE! I met a man on ?9-18-11? who changed my life forever. The same men I was introduced to at a early age.

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