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Testimony: Being Released From Demonic Oppression
Roxanne's testimony "Being Released From Demonic Oppression" on 12/20/2013, 10:31am...
Few years ago well exactly 9years ago i suffered from severe depression..unexplainable really given the fact my family is closeknitted and stable,mom and dad are both part of the charismatic movement and are very mature christians..they speak in tongues and iv witnessed my dad cast demons out of a person thus i never thought that id be oneday,especially as a child,a victim of demonic oppression...or demonic plagueing...
At the age of 15 i challenged God in my mind not even verbally to free me of my depression and i threatened to kill myself..that night..God answered me in a dream saying that i should study his word...so i did...i think the greatest mistake i made at that time is verbally telling everyone that GOD TOLD ME TO STUDY HIS WORD because i think satan heard,whose face i now know by the way,and i began begun tormented severely by demons in my room..i couldnt see them but i remember how it began..the voices in mind..that later sounded like a bee hive in my mind....the pain of 10men beating my head with a stick without me actually seeing them...it was my silent hell..
i also became like a medium..being able to feel and sense demons,spirit of heaviness,in not only my home but other peoples homes as well,i remember walking in my kitchen one and it literally felt as if people were grabbing my legs from the ground,i was so so afraid and didnt tell my parents even though they were and are still so spiritual this was something i believed they couldnt fix...
i believed this was God maybe testing me thinking foolishly that my oppression was what the bible calls longsuffering that everyone christian should experience,i thought i was christian because my parents were,i later found out after 3years of being tormented by these spirits that i actually wasnt christian..
i read once about being born again..i read that we are all born with an adam nature ,the seed of sin from birth,because of adams fall,and that this nature grows and causes us later to rebel against GOD,this is the nature satan operates through with addictions and places insecurities and fear in us..this is the nature that allows satan to speak incessantly in our minds and tell us how worthless we are,
i later knew and found out what freedom is at age 18,what peace is,what the death of that nature is when i said for umpteenth time the prayer of faith..the prayer of Jesus being alive,I SAID IT under my breathe too,what was different people might say..i read a book by neil t anderson about demon possession,about mental torment,especially and most specifically about a girl that had demons plague her in her room,i believed i had only experienced this hell until my mum got this book from the library,
i believe,to be honest,that i suffered from dementia...mainly cause there are relatives of mine that suffer from violent insanity..but i was wrong..very wrong...i remember a dream i had that actually made me think that this is demons and not dementia approximately 8months after God told me to study his word..il never forget it till the day i die...i craved Christ that day..
this is the thing..everytime i was bothered,plagued by these demons i had a sense of Christ himself standing in my room,i could sense his love everyday,not so much now,maybe because im no longer so vulnerable,iv been born again you see,i got to know christs presence in my sin..in my pain and in my feeling of shame...i craved him so much and i told him that day ;lord i have to see you today,i just have to....and i did in my dream..i was in the place..it was dark..i was behind grey bars..the corridor,the ground,the threshold was grey too and i remember seeing our Lord,i remember the anxiety in his dark eyes..i reached my hand through those bars and touched his black beard,he had a gold key in his hand,he was trying to unlock me from the prison i was in.
oh i remember his eyes,the fear he had for me as i was in this dark cell..i woke up from that dream and knew..then knew that i dont actually suffer from dementia after all,sigh..i woke up knowing that im actually not a saint but a sinner..i woke up knowing that im actually a prisoner of satan..my situation worsened even though i had hoped that the more i study the word..the more il be less plagued..but i wasnt,i became an over achiever in school,i sought escapism in creating thoughts because then the beehive noise would lessen...i had no control over my mind but these days hah..i have the ability to cast down every thought that exalts itself against the knowlegde of God..im no fool,i dont give satan any place especially in my mind...there were times that i did question that dream of christ of whether i am a sinner..id go back and forth..until my mom came home with a book by mary k baxter,its a book about hell..and chapter 13 says that hell actually starts in the centre of the earth..on the ground and hell is filled with cells,people are tormented in it,that struck such fear in it when i read the book as a 16year old..