Third and Final Deliverance Attempt

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Contents
1. Tragedy and Sin, Forgiveness and Restoration – My Own Deliverance Story
2. Second Deliverance Attempt
3. Revelation at the “Returning Glory” Ranch
4. Third and Final Deliverance Attempt

“Restore us to yourself, O LORD, that we may return; renew our days as of old.” Lamentations 5:21

Yahweh’s prophet Elijah confronts the Ashtoreth and Baal worshiping queen Jezebel

³⁰ When Jezebel, the queen mother, heard that Jehu had come to Jezreel, she painted her eyelids and fixed her hair and sat at a window. ³¹ When Jehu entered the gate of the palace, she shouted at him, “Have you come in peace, you murderer? You’re just like Zimri, who murdered his master!”^[a]

³² Jehu looked up and saw her at the window and shouted, “Who is on my side?” And two or three eunuchs looked out at him. ³³ “Throw her down!” Jehu yelled. So they threw her out the window, and her blood spattered against the wall and on the horses. And Jehu trampled her body under his horses’ hooves.

³⁴ Then Jehu went into the palace and ate and drank. Afterward he said, “Someone go and bury this cursed woman, for she is the daughter of a king.” ³⁵ But when they went out to bury her, they found only her skull, her feet, and her hands.

³⁶ When they returned and told Jehu, he stated, “This fulfills the message from the Lord, which he spoke through his servant Elijah from Tishbe: ‘At the plot of land in Jezreel, dogs will eat Jezebel’s body. ³⁷ Her remains will be scattered like dung on the plot of land in Jezreel, so that no one will be able to recognize her.’” 2 Kings 9:30-37; Source: biblegateway.com

With Tabitha being off to work, at around 9pm the four of us, Moziah and her fiancé Gerald, Elijah, and myself sat down around the dinner-table. The deliverance session – take three, began. The demon chief, who until recently had escaped notice, was stubbornly and defiantly holding the fort. Now too however, had come the time for her to go too and so allow me to have my much needed rest and relief, for once in my life.

Moziah and I started talking and I confessed to more sins that I hadn’t recognized as such before.

I told her that after I got back from England (I had worked there in 2003), I couldn’t really reach to my mother when I needed her and that I may have developed a bit of jealousy towards her boyfriend since he seemed to be getting all the attention. Looking back I still don’t know if that’s entirely true since, after all, as I previously stated, my true feelings were eclipsed by the debilitating feelings that belonged to my illness. Being bogged down like that is all utterly confusing and depressing.

¹²How art thou fallen from heaven, O Lucifer, son of the morning! how art thou cut down to the ground, which didst weaken the nations!

¹³For thou hast said in thine heart, I will ascend into heaven, I will exalt my throne above the stars of God: I will sit also upon the mount of the congregation, in the sides of the north:

¹⁴I will ascend above the heights of the clouds; I will be like the most High.

¹⁵Yet thou shalt be brought down to hell, to the sides of the pit. Isaiah 14:12-15; Source: biblegateway.com

Anyway, I then also told Moziah about my dislike for jealousy and that I cannot stand it when I’m jealous myself and that I tend to suppress any of its manifestations. Moziah then surprised me by saying that it was pride that prevented the expression of jealousy. As such, another carefully tucked away sin had been revealed. You see, I had developed a passionate dislike for jealousy ever since I realized how my father had become overtly jealous of many of the things I was able to do. I took pride in the fact that I rarely was jealous at anybody for anything. That kind of pride made me feel as if I was better than my peers and so I, unwittingly, tried to exalt myself above my peers. Exaltation of the self is a sin, you see ever since the time that Lucifer himself tried to exalt himself over God. In addition, my pride and disgust for my jealous father aided in further driving a wedge between our relationship. No doubt, my father suffered because of my judgment on him, even though I do recognize that he clearly had his own part to play in bringing into fruition this bad relationship we ended up having.

“Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.” Hebrews 11:1

Moziah would raise the above verse which I had some trouble at understanding at first. It had become apparent that until that time I struggled with committing myself to fully trusting the Lord, and to have faith in Him. I did however have all the hope in the world. She would then calm my hesitation by explaining that faith springs from hope, like a seed grows into a plant by watering and nurturing it, and that I thus had nothing to worry about.

Jesus and Nicodemus

She would expand on an important Biblical passage in which Jesus dialogued with Nicodemus, a highly educated Pharisee who for once was not out to persecute him for being an alleged fraud and pretender. The story pertained to myself because just like me, Nicodemus was a man of logic and through using sheer (natural) logic he found himself unable to understand the deeper spiritual ontological importance of God’s will. Since God’s intention with us is Perfect and Good, it is therefore more important to accept and appreciate His will, rather than choosing to steer away from it through a lack of understanding because we, as mortals, will never fully grasp His will anyway. The story is recorded in John 3:1-21.

She would also explain to me that Jesus was well aware of my history of suffering and that he, like no other, knew what it’s like to be in a state of pain, in particular pain to the side as a spear had struck him there while he was suffering on the Cross (my candida strikes me at my side as well, you see). She also prophesied that my life would be restored and that one day I would find Mrs.Phil Jonkers and that I would even live to see little juniors roaming about.

After having unburdened myself, Moziah went on the spiritual offensive by confronting the Jezebel spirit in me head on with quotes from scripture (the true Word of God cuts like a sword to the demonic). I remember looking in Moziah’s eyes, and experiencing some kind of trance-like stare in which only her face was clearly discernible from the surroundings, the rest of my visual field swirled and blurred into colorful obscurity, much like tunnel vision. Moziah later told me that my pupils dilated, my face changed and that I started to move my mouth and murmured, something I was entirely oblivious of doing since I exerted myself to remain motionless and silent so as to prevent any Hollywood type of scenery as much as possible. But it wasn’t me who did the mumbling. It was Jezebel speaking in stealth to Moziah, and she would later tell me that Jezebel even had called her a “bitch.”

When Moziah’s 60 second eviction ultimatum expired, only to find a Jezebel that again chose to remain put, she called in the Hounds of Heaven to forcibly remove her from my being once and for all. I remember I could hear her son Elijah, who was sitting to my left, whistle the spirit dogs as they must have homed in on the table where we all were sitting.

I remember that I really made a conscious effort to resist any physical manifestation of the Jezebel spirit. It seemed to work. So, I just sat there as calm as I could possibly be with my arms on the table and ready to let the Hounds do their spiritual biting, gnawing and tearing routine. Although I could not see them myself, Moziah however could as she has the “spiritual eyes to see” and she witnessed how Jezebel, through well-placed and deliberate gnawing bites, was slowly torn down bit by bit, quite literally. All I can remember of her dramatic but earned downfall is that I was slowly and slightly tugged from side to side. When the hounds reached my head I remember that it slowly tilted to the right. This is when Moziah also spoke words of forgiveness to Jezebel for the things she had done to her and the things she was still doing to her own family. At that moment I felt my eyes well up with tears and I do not know if I this was because of the way I felt about this myself or if it came from a slightly remorseful dying Jezebel instead.

After Jezebel had been obliterated by the Hounds of Heaven I remember feeling very relieved. I felt lighter than I had for a long long time. A cloak of heaviness had just been lifted from my being and I became above average talkative and lively. Nonetheless, I had been constipated all day and this left with me with a belly ache for the rest of the day unfortunately. I thought that was a fair price to pay though, also because I had been sick for the last 15 years and therefore didn’t expect a miraculous complete healing from one minute to the next.

Something funny had happened to the computer while we were all engaged with my deliverance. It had been tuned in to the live-feed of the music coming from prayer-room at IHOP, at a clearly audible volume. Now, it just so happened that during deliverance somewhere along the line, the music must have mysteriously been turned down. It couldn’t have been either one of us since none of us had moved away from the table. We immediately suspected Jezebel. She must have known like no other, how greatly music influenced me. She knew I could use it as a crutch, a source of hope to latch on to. And so she turned the volume down, all the way down.

Then Gerald said that during a previous night, likewise the volume had mysteriously been turned down,  twice even. You see, Tabitha has the custom of keeping her computer on day and night so as to always have music from the IHOP prayer room playing in the background. It should come as little surprise too that, during one of those nights, I was attacked myself again (wet dream). It goes without saying that the remaining demon in my was the likely culprit.

After we got up from our seats, Moziah, while still serving as the vessel for the Holy Spirit, was given a rather unusual command. For the first time in her 10 year spanning ‘career’ of casting out demons, the Holy Spirit instructed her to knight me, no less. Moziah told me to get on my knees, and thus proceeded me to knight me with the Bible. So, just like that, I had been made a Knight of God. I cried on her shoulders afterwards. I hadn’t expected to be bestowed with this type of honor. Later on, Moziah were to tell me that while she was busy wrestling with Jezebel she saw blue and purple colors around me. Those were colors of royalty she said.

Indeed, a quick look at Wikipedia shows:

Royal purple: Medieval Europe

This shade of purple is bluer than the ancient Tyrian purple.

In medieval Europe, blue dyes were rare and expensive,^[11] so only the most wealthy or the aristocracy could afford to wear them. (The working class wore mainly green and brown.) Because of this (and also because Tyrian purple had gone out of use in western Europe after the collapse of the Western Roman Empire in AD 476), Europeans’ idea of purple shifted towards this more bluish purple known as royal purple because of its similarity to the royal blue worn by the aristocracy. This was the shade of purple worn by kings in medieval Europe. Source: Wikipedia

Notwithstanding, I will wear my title with humility rather than pride though as I have learned that I can no longer afford to be proud. I had learned my lesson well, and now fully acknowledge that there’s little place for vain and conceited Knights in the service of God. The ego must be killed.

Indeed the Bible states quite plainly, in the Book of Philippians no less [Philip is my first name – CLUE 2]:

^“3Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit, but in humility consider others better than yourselves. ⁴Each of you should look not only to your own interests, but also to the interests of others.” Philippians 2:3-4

Believe it or not, but I formulated my preceding paragraph before I even knew this biblical passage. I’m still somewhat of a Bible novice, you see. I thought it came from myself to use the words, “vain” and “conceit,” only to find out that it already had been part of the written Word of God, long before I had even been born. I even figured to be creative by using different words than “pride” and “hubris.” The odds of this complete moment of creativity happening by mere chance are just too negligible to even consider. It goes to show that God indeed showed His mercy and kindness in helping me out with “writer’s inspiration.”

This song was put on immediately after my deliverance:

“For I will restore health unto thee, and I will heal thee of thy wounds, saith the LORD.” Jeremiah 30:17

I should add that until the moment of my complete deliverance I had slowly built up a slight annoyance for the IHOP music. Remarkably however, my music taste changed drastically immediately after deliverance to the point of where I now actually enjoy listening to it. Since possession is the only variable that changed, it goes to show that the demons tried to persuade me to build up a certain dislike for music that revered God. This is hardly surprising of course.

Conclusion

From the things Moziah taught me and drawing from my own personal experience, I’m led to state the following testable observations regarding demonic possession:

• You’ll attract demons through sinning. The more you sin, the higher the likelihood of a state of possession will be. If you are part of a family of which the parents sin, you’ll become an automatic target for demons through what are called generational curses passed on from parents to children.
• Demons enter a human host in groups. The group can be understood as a military structure, where each member is designated to perform some specific task to prolong or exploit possession.
• Demons gain the upper hand of control during times of stress (or distress?). As such, since it is in their interest to do so, demons work to cause more stress in your life. In my case, it was stress generated through disease.
• If demons fail to get their way, i.e. if they, through trying to corrupt and subvert your will, are thwarted from accomplishing their plans they will then proceed with (slowly) destroying you.

As I learn more about the demonic and as I expand my own sphere of experience and observation – through work in the “field”, I hope to be able to lay bare more and more details of the demonic warring strategies against humanity.

Epilogue

When I had come back to the Netherlands and around about the time of finishing writing this blog, I ran into my sister who happens to live in the same city as I do. I told her about my stay in the US and that I had been set free of demons. She recalled how restless I tended to be at night as a child and as an adolescent. She brought up memories of how I routinely had nightmares, that I frequently talked, shouted, and even swore in my sleep. I remember that I sometimes would wake myself up while standing besides my bed, disoriented and sometimes shivering. Sometimes I would shout in my sleep so hard that I would wake up myself and about the rest of family. I would also frequently profusely sweat in my sleep.

I know now that my being was fighting demons who had put their sights on me. They attacked me at night but for some reason they chose to not clearly reveal themselves to me. Perhaps they resorted to utter stealth because if they would have been more open, they would have known that, upon detection, I might have drawn closer to God a lot faster and so their spiritual squatting days would have come to an end a lot sooner.

I remember to have woken-up one night, only to discover that I had tore up my pajamas in my sleep. Being a devout fan of Bruce Lee at the time, I thought that was kind of cool since I knew he had done the same thing at least on one occasion when he was younger too. I’m now led to believe that my idol of old may have suffered a similar fate as I had. It might just explain his short and very volatile temper, his many night-mares, black-outs and even his tendency to seeking refuge into hashish in an effort to have himself slowed and to allow himself to have some respite.

Demons don’t care about age and that I was still a child when I opened myself up to their attacks. They don’t distinguish between young and dumb, old and frail and everything in-between. I broke some important spiritual rules in the already fear-laden atmosphere holding sway over our family, and this made me a sitting duck for vicious trigger-happy demons. The spiritual realm is surprisingly legalistic and the demonic is no exception and they will do everything in their power to exploit the extent of our ignorance in these spiritual rules.

I can think of at least three Biblical imperatives that I failed to live by:

“Judge not, that ye be not judged.” Matthew 7:1

“Therefore all things whatsoever ye would that men should do to you, do ye even so to them: for this is the law and the prophets.” Matthew 7:12

“Honor thy father and thy mother: that thy days may be long upon the land which the LORD thy God giveth thee.” Exodus 20:12

A friend of Leo Zagami told me a few days ago that last year Leo had sent “hundreds of demons” to me. You see, when I started to work for Leo as his personal “scribe”, he wanted me to become a Freemason just like he is. Apparently it is normal for Italian Freemasons, at least perhaps in the aristocratic class, to send demons to any suitable and aspiring masonic apprentices. Upon Leo’s petitioning to the realm of Darkness, the demons reportedly had deemed me suitable and so I was given an extra royal dollop of demons on top of the cozy little family I already was hosting. Fortunately I never got to join Freemasonry but I ended up with a happy gathering of demons just the same. Thanks but no thanks Leo, but I think I’ll rather pass and prefer to settle with my Guardian Angel instead, thank you very much.

For any lingering demons still finding it necessary to continue to spook around me: I have been set free and my heart now belongs to Jesus. Sorry, no vacancy left anymore!

I’m still being attacked every other night or so in the form of wet dreams, sometimes even twice a night, but that doesn’t matter, my heart is being healed and restored. I trust that sooner or later they’ll get the message.

They say that everything happens for a reason. As I look back on my stay with Moziah I think I understand why perhaps it was necessary for me to experience this drawn-out three-part deliverance, where it would just so happen that I got set free pretty much at the last possible day. If I would’ve been set free during the first few days, as originally planned, then I might not have experienced the very depth of the effect the demonic possession had on my person. By still being possessed, it would become apparent to the people around me, in particular Moziah, what the nature of the demonic grip was on me. And by me reflecting on my possessed personality while I was in the US, I was likely to learn more from the demonic than if I would’ve been delivered during the first few days of my stay. I suppose that God turned a disadvantage into an advantage.

In a wider context, when I look back on the life I have lived thus far, the things that have happened to me and the things I chose to do out of my own volition may very well have happened for a reason too. For example, my unbridled enthusiasm for computer programming, during my adolescent years, forced my mind to learn to creatively think according to strict rules of logic, all the while greatly enjoying it too. In those same years I had become also a dedicated student of martial arts and great fan of Bruce Lee, who was not only a great inspiration to me regarding martial arts but who indirectly also taught me great philosophical truths and zeal and commitment and discipline. And in my twenties, when I studied theoretical physics, I developed a keen awareness of – and appreciation for the laws that govern the physical world and sharpened my powers of imagination.

In those years there was no room for God in my life though. In fact, when I had become a PhD student of physics, I had become somewhat of a militant atheist, obsessed with evolution theory, the godless kind. I thought I had touched on the ultimate truths regarding the development of biological world and, by inclusion of (astro)physics, of the development of all of reality. The notion appealed greatly to me that life came into existence because of some random primordial fluke and that out of it blossomed all those wonderful widely different but akin forms of life. I thought I had nailed it all down without the need for the intervention of some mysterious and unseen God.

And yet despite my brazen denial and of His existence, God had not abandoned me. In spite of my rejection of Him, He still loved me. It all had a purpose you see. Even the torment of me having to experience demonic possession can be read to have its purpose too. Because the reality of my possession forced me to accept that there is more than pure physicality. The reality of demons caused me to accept the reality of the spirit world in general, and of God in particular, as would become especially clear during the few weeks I spent in the US with Moziah and company.

Even my embracing of godless atheism earlier in life, seems to have had its reason. Even though it may have been that the demons in me, especially the demon of Logic, were actively trying to steer me clear away from God and His Truth, it too served a purpose. My exposure to atheism and evolution theory would cause me to understand what these guys behind it were all about. It would teach me how atheists think and what their own (dogmatic) belief structures are. It would enable me to learn, through welcoming appreciation rather than rejecting prejudice, what its corner stone ideas and postulates are. My appreciative exposure to atheism has prepared me to defend His Word when it will be challenged by atheists.

It may even have been that my spirit, before I was born, consciously decided to be born into my parents’ family so that I could experience, first hand, what it is like to grow up in a family that is troubled by demons. So that I could experience as an individual, first hand, what it is like to be exposed to the parasitical spiritual infestation that is troubling humanity and impeding its progression, on both individual and collective levels. So that I would be well-prepared and well-motivated to help do something about it later on in my life.

People may think it’s kind of weird that I had once been a dedicated and seemingly convinced atheist and now, all of a sudden, prefer to be a dedicated follower of Jesus. While I can understand that there’s a cause for some confusion right there, it needs to be emphasized that I have always been a seeker of truth first and foremost. And as a seeker of truth I always knew that it was important to keep an open mind and so be able to change opinion accordingly whenever there would be cause for it. Bruce Lee taught me to “be like water,” to “absorb what is useful, and discard what is not” and even evolution theory celebrated the virtue of adaptability and so when the time had come for me to adapt, I simply did that.

I thought I had found the ultimate truth in evolution theory and that the world and the universe could be explained away by the mechanics and dynamics of purely physical laws. There was no need for God, I thought. And so there was no God, I thought, because after all, what could possibly be the purpose of a God who is redundant?

Through my own experiences, partly documented in this blog, I have discovered however that the ultimate Truth is more than mere physicality. It is spiritual. Because despite of the elegance and yes even merit of evolution theory and its potential to chronicle the dynamism of the development of biological life, I now know that it does not and cannot hold the ultimate truth. That ultimate Truth is God.

“Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me.Psalm 51:10

Contact

If anyone feels the need for contacting me anonymously then by all means do so through the provided email address given in the sidebar. I maintain the utmost discretion and confidentiality. Alternatively, you may contact Moziah directly through her email: MTA75104[at]yahoo.com. She does not charge money for deliverance work or consultation. Trust me guys, she is VERY professional and discrete!

“Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you.” Matthew 7:7

The only tried-and-tested bullet-proof way out of the tortuous predicament called demonic possession is:

“Surely he took up our infirmities and carried our sorrows, yet we considered him stricken by God, smitten by him, and afflicted. But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was upon him, and by his wounds we are healed.” Isaiah 53:4-5

Thanks

My thanks goes out to my old friend Robert for loaning me some desperately needed money when I was forced to buy a new plane ticket because it just so happened that I missed my checkin ultimatum for my Amsterdam-Heathrow flight by a staggering mere three minutes. Thanks also for guesting me when I was grounded for two days after I missed that one flight. Thanks for your hospitality.

Tabitha, thank you for guesting me at your place in Kansas. Thanks also for your keen and swift help in getting my luggage back that had gone AWOL somewhere in London. And thank you also for financing my excursion to the US of A.

Regarding my deliverance I thank Elijah, Tabitha and Gerald for assisting your mother, sister and fiancée, respectively. Tabitha you are a stand up girl with spiritual depth and a quick and sharp mind. Elijah, in spite of your age, you are already a wise young man and are highly developed, spiritually and intellectually. I never would’ve suspected to be able to learn so much from a mere 15 year old kid. We had great conversations. You’ll be a force to be reckoned when you reach adulthood; a man of strength and character.  Naomi you’re a real sweetheart and I can see why you are mommy’s (and Jesus’!) precious little gem. You too will be a formidable force for good as you grow up. I think age-wise from Moziah down the entire family is gifted and blessed. My deep and humble thanks to you all.

I thank the Van Riessens at the “Returning Glory” ranch for being so kind to extend a free-of-charge-that-normally-is-not-so-free-of-charge counseling experience. I apologize for not having been able to be my jolly little self and for having failed to show due appreciation on the spot, as it should, because the experience was worth every minute of it as it gave me hope and helped strengthen my faith in God. So thank you!

To my mother I want to say that I forgive her for helping to create the kind of atmosphere that made me susceptible to demonic possession. I think it’s safe to say that both you and dad were completely ignorant of what you were getting us all into. In return, I apologize for not always delivering to be the best son that I could’ve been. Thanks for sending me money to spend in the US.

“For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.” Ephesians 6:12

I thank my precious friend Moziah for pushing the right heavenly buttons to enable me to be set free and saved. I am eternally grateful to you. You do realize that the seed of my life’s restoration was already planted when I had the privilege of meeting you last year in Nice. Together with the Holy Spirit, you will always have a special place in my heart. It will be a joy and honor to work for you, to continue to learn from you, and to fight along side of you… against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places… I am your faithful friend and ally, forever and ever, for the triumph of Good over Evil, and the Glory of God.

Speaking of which, I thank you God – the Greatest Hippie in existence – for loving me so much so as to be able to forgive me for my wrongdoings and to put me back on the path of righteousness again; for promising to restore my life and to be there when I will need You. I thank you God for seeking me out in a time when I wasn’t seeking you and when I was clearly lost, roaming around without purpose and clutching at straws in darkness and suffering. Please lead me with your Light. I thank you for your promise to watch over me and comfort me. And even as I will walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I know I can count on you Father.

Appendix

The book that Moziah used for the initial groundwork to prepare for my deliverance was from a book called
They Shall Expel Demons by Derek Prince. In it is also the plea I took to rededicate my heart to Jesus Christ.

1. Personally affirm your faith in Christ:
“Lord Jesus Christ, I believe You are the Son of God and the only way to God–that You died on the cross for my sins and rose again so that I might be forgiven and receive eternal life.”

2. Humble yourself:
“I renounce all pride and religious self-righteousness and any dignity that does not come from You. I have no claim on Your mercy except that You died in my place.”

3. Confess any known sin:
“I confess all my sins before You and hold nothing back. Especially I confess….(person fills in the blank)”

4. Repent of all sins:
“I repent of all my sins. I turn away from them and I turn to You, Lord, for mercy and forgiveness.”

5. Forgive all other people:
“By a decision of my will, I freely forgive all who have ever harmed or wronged me. I lay down all bitterness, all resentment and all hatred. Specifically, I forgive….(fill in the blank)”

6. Break with the occult and all false religion:
“I sever all contact I have ever had with the occult or with all false religion-particularly…(fill in blank)”
I commit myself to get rid of all objects associated with the occult or false religion.” .” [Freemasonry is a false religion-that is my side note from another book]

7. Prepare to be released from every curse over your life:
“Lord Jesus, I thank You that on the cross You were made a curse, that I might be redeemed from every curse and inherit God’s blessing. On that basis I ask You to release me and set me free to receive the deliverance I need.”

8. Take your stand with God:
“I take my stand with You, Lord, against all Satan’s demons. I submit to You, Lord, and I resist the devil. Amen!”

9. Expel:
“Now I speak to any demons that have control over me. [Speak directly to them.] I command you to go from me now. In the name of Jesus, I expel you!”

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Previous articles I’ve written about Moziah:
Moziah Frees her Cousin Tina from Demonic Possession
Moziah Casts Out Lucifer (from Illuminati Grand Master Leo Zagami)
Sister Keri and Moziah – Fighting Evil on a Spiritual Level

Other relevant articles:
When Love Yields to Fear – What is a Jezebel Spirit All About?
Unmasking the Roman Catholic “Our Lady of Fatima”