the
unfolding
STORY
of hidden memories, familiar spirits, deception & horrors of the hands of the wicked now slowly being forced into the light.
Litte Girl Lost,
Little Girl Found
For as long as I can recall, I considered myself to have a bad memory. Most of my memories, few as they were, were of holidays, school, or from pictures I had seen long ago. Any time I asked someone how well they remembered their childhood they would always brush it off. So, I just kept living in the now.
My 20's rolled around and I spent it uncovering the spiritual deception I was subjected to in my teens by some of the women in my family. They paraded about speaking of the spirit of God and would use biblical terminology, but they taught from the doctrine of demons.
Then I hit 40 and spent the next five years reliving repressed memories of severe abuse. My memory wasn't bad; it was trying to survive the years of secret horrors of what I could not escape as a child.
It has been a long fought road to find healing and peace for that little girl lost, hidden in dark memories, but each day I find another piece of her.
Through this process I discovered that understanding the strategies of demonic spirits and knowing how to fight back is essential for enduring life's pain and escaping their torment.
Confronting what hides in the darkness is challenging and it is my heart that you don't have to do that alone. So I choose to stand here - in between you and your demons until you find what you have lost.
We all grasp at something to comfort us in the pain and chaos. Often, what we reach for in the midst of the darkness is no better than what torments us. It's just another tactic, a temporary numbing agent - something that distracts us from what we can not seem to escape. It does not soothe; it just helps tighten the snare.
THE STRATEGY,
THE STRONGHOLD
Demons are intelligent, with emotions and a will of their own. They collaborate and coordinate attacks together against us. They will strategically set snares and weave deceptions to hold us captive.
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They do not require our knowledge of them or understanding of supernatural principles. From the moment we are created, they set up a series of strongholds to keep us tormented and as far from our God given destiny as possible. ​​ Some strongholds in our lives require divine revelation, while others are more easily discerned by observing generational and personal patterns or recurring cycles.
Since childhood, I have encountered one wolf in sheep's clothing after another, from ravenous wolves that terrorized me in private while displaying a friendly facade to others, to those that flaunt a form of godliness but teach the doctrine of demons. Then some attempted to wear righteousness for their own gain while slowly draining the life out of me.
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After decades of this, I could say I attract the bad people, or "I'm too nice", or even feel justified never to let someone near me again. However, the reality is that behind each one of these encounters lies a spirit. A demonic spirit that has strategized against me my whole life, that I kept letting near me because it was familiar. I could not recognize the wolf until it was too late.
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After cutting off the relationship, I would have the illusion that I was free until it found another avenue and presented itself with a new face. This counterfeit spirit has pursued me with intent as if on a serious assignment. It had gained legal rights and established a stronghold in my life; it was not relinquishing access through the strength of my will.
By yielding every area of my life to the King of kings, have I understood and overcome the strongholds set against me. Only by his blood have I been redeemed, and all other legal rights to my life have been lost. There is no other way to escape the darkness except through His love.
THE ESCAPE ONLY FOUND IN LOVE
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The desire to escape the horrors of my childhood left me longing for someone bigger and stronger to rescue me. It never happened, yet my heart continued to scan for the strength of man to make me safe. Thus, bringing a curse upon myself, for he who trusts in men and makes flesh his strength is cursed.
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I thought it was strength that would save me . The kind of strength that comes with brute force and has the ability to dominate those that torment. That only brutality would be able to defeat brutality. However, I have found that this is not so.
It is not the strength of force that delivers one from the darkness; it is only the strength of love. Sincere - godly love, a love that desires the best for you even if it costs everything. One that is willing to sacrifice all despite you thinking nothing of them.
One that sees you as you are and would lay it all down so that you become all you are destined to be. It is this love that tears down strongholds, that makes the darkness flee and restores the soul.
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To escape the darkness one must encounter and yield to the sacrificial love of Christ through His shed blood. He laid waste to the demons that torment not out of force but out of love.
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