Last spring my wife and I went ghost hunting while vacationing in historic Savannah Georgia. What seemed like fun and games at first changed quickly when something from a haunted building followed us back to our hotel one night. If the scare from that experience wasn’t enough, it then proceeded to follow us back home to Indiana, where it continued to torment us for several weeks. It wasn’t a month or so after we got back home that God put it upon my heart to write a book about my experiences. The book was to be about demons and I was writing the book to expose their deceptions. I prayed to God every day that he give me the words to write and that He show me all the truth.
Over the course of the next several weeks I had gotten many pages written and the book was coming along nicely. Perhaps the book was half written or so when I stumbled across something I considered amazing on the internet. I watched as a street evangelist prayed for people and then saw instant miracles. People on crutches were getting prayed for and then walking away like they had never been injured. Now, I have seen the hokey stuff on television and I don’t believe most of that stuff for one second. But this stuff was different. You could tell this was real and genuine because as good as an actor can be, you can’t fake the responses these people were giving. I was thoroughly convinced God was working through this man.
The next few months I watched every video I could get my hands on pertaining to the miracles. I watched dozens and dozens of them. I also started praying hard that God work those miracles through me. It wasn’t long after that I decided to try it out for myself. The guys on the videos said anyone could do what they were doing so I thought, why not me? I first tried it on my daughter. She had complained of knee pain for some time and it hurt when she walked on it. I placed my hands on her knee, said a prayer, and then told her to try it out. She began to freak out as she walked around the room with no pain. She said, “I am not even kidding. It doesn’t hurt anymore.” This first miracle was only the beginning.
I started taking to the streets, praying for sick or injured people wherever I could find someone in need. The first public miracle I saw was in a Walmart where I found an employee there that had back pain. While I was praying for her with my hand on her back, I felt her spine shift underneath my hand. She walked away saying all her pain she had from a previous accident was now gone. I was blown away. I continued on after this praying for many, many people. Not everyone was healed, but most were. I felt closer to God than ever before. I felt my eyes had been opened.
One day, out of nowhere I felt very, very wrong. It was an overwhelming sensation of guilt, shame, and what I thought was conviction from God. I had this strange feeling that the healings were not from God or of God. I quit praying for healing for people. I couldn’t do it until I knew for sure in my heart it was from God. Over the next two months I had tremendous anguish in my heart. I was torn between thinking I was either being convicted from God or being tormented by the devil. I couldn’t figure out what it was and I kept searching for the answers. I read and reread scriptures that pertained to healing and miracles. I poured out my heart to God in prayers. I begged and pleaded with Him to give me discernment and wisdom. Whenever I would find evidence that the miracles were from God, I would start to take that stance. Whenever I would find evidence that pointed towards deception from the enemy, I would believe the miracles were from satan. But as much evidence and researching as I did, I couldn’t find peace. I needed to know for sure and I wasn’t sure. I wasn’t convinced.
Just a few days ago God placed it on my heart to ask my wife her opinions about it all. I had sought out several people and had some great discussions with those on all sides of the topic. But again, every time I would hear it from a different perspective, I would get swayed in their direction. I couldn’t shake the restless, indecisive feeling in my heart. I felt I was going to lose my mind.
My wife and I talked about it for five minutes or so and then we moved on to something else. I still wasn’t decided but it did feel good to discuss it with her. Later that evening, God doing what He often does, nudged me and had me ask her again. This time, within us talking two minutes or so, I had a peace that I had been searching for, for weeks. God used my wife to answer my prayers.
Today I am a free man. I am a humbled man. I began writing my latest book on the deceptions of the devil, seeking the truth. It was my prayer and intention to share this truth with the world. Little did I know the journey I would be taken on. Little did I know, I would be fooled yet again by what I would consider the greatest deception of them all. Yes, the miracles I saw were from satan. These are tough words to accept I know. It was one of the things I struggled with most. How could something so evil help someone? God has given me the answers. Matthew 24:24 For false Christs and false prophets will arise and will show great signs and wonders, so as to mislead, if possible, even the elect.
It has been almost one year since I have written a single word in my book. God had me pause for a reason. I wasn’t ready to finish it yet. He had much to teach me and I had much to learn. There were a few times that I tried to force words but I knew deep down it wasn’t right. I wasn’t ready.
Like I stated above, it has only been a few days since I received peace in my heart and I already feel the burning desire to start writing again. I know in the coming days the words will start flowing. I am ready to share the words God has given me. I stated long ago this book was the hardest and most challenging that I had written so far. I had no idea when I said this, what an understatement it was. I am very excited and eager to complete what I believe to be an extremely powerful and important message. I hope and pray it is a blessing to many and it opens the eyes and hearts to those that need it most. To those that I have prayed over for healing, I deeply apologize. Please know it was done with the best of intentions and with a God filled heart.
Over the course of the next several weeks I had gotten many pages written and the book was coming along nicely. Perhaps the book was half written or so when I stumbled across something I considered amazing on the internet. I watched as a street evangelist prayed for people and then saw instant miracles. People on crutches were getting prayed for and then walking away like they had never been injured. Now, I have seen the hokey stuff on television and I don’t believe most of that stuff for one second. But this stuff was different. You could tell this was real and genuine because as good as an actor can be, you can’t fake the responses these people were giving. I was thoroughly convinced God was working through this man.
The next few months I watched every video I could get my hands on pertaining to the miracles. I watched dozens and dozens of them. I also started praying hard that God work those miracles through me. It wasn’t long after that I decided to try it out for myself. The guys on the videos said anyone could do what they were doing so I thought, why not me? I first tried it on my daughter. She had complained of knee pain for some time and it hurt when she walked on it. I placed my hands on her knee, said a prayer, and then told her to try it out. She began to freak out as she walked around the room with no pain. She said, “I am not even kidding. It doesn’t hurt anymore.” This first miracle was only the beginning.
I started taking to the streets, praying for sick or injured people wherever I could find someone in need. The first public miracle I saw was in a Walmart where I found an employee there that had back pain. While I was praying for her with my hand on her back, I felt her spine shift underneath my hand. She walked away saying all her pain she had from a previous accident was now gone. I was blown away. I continued on after this praying for many, many people. Not everyone was healed, but most were. I felt closer to God than ever before. I felt my eyes had been opened.
One day, out of nowhere I felt very, very wrong. It was an overwhelming sensation of guilt, shame, and what I thought was conviction from God. I had this strange feeling that the healings were not from God or of God. I quit praying for healing for people. I couldn’t do it until I knew for sure in my heart it was from God. Over the next two months I had tremendous anguish in my heart. I was torn between thinking I was either being convicted from God or being tormented by the devil. I couldn’t figure out what it was and I kept searching for the answers. I read and reread scriptures that pertained to healing and miracles. I poured out my heart to God in prayers. I begged and pleaded with Him to give me discernment and wisdom. Whenever I would find evidence that the miracles were from God, I would start to take that stance. Whenever I would find evidence that pointed towards deception from the enemy, I would believe the miracles were from satan. But as much evidence and researching as I did, I couldn’t find peace. I needed to know for sure and I wasn’t sure. I wasn’t convinced.
Just a few days ago God placed it on my heart to ask my wife her opinions about it all. I had sought out several people and had some great discussions with those on all sides of the topic. But again, every time I would hear it from a different perspective, I would get swayed in their direction. I couldn’t shake the restless, indecisive feeling in my heart. I felt I was going to lose my mind.
My wife and I talked about it for five minutes or so and then we moved on to something else. I still wasn’t decided but it did feel good to discuss it with her. Later that evening, God doing what He often does, nudged me and had me ask her again. This time, within us talking two minutes or so, I had a peace that I had been searching for, for weeks. God used my wife to answer my prayers.
Today I am a free man. I am a humbled man. I began writing my latest book on the deceptions of the devil, seeking the truth. It was my prayer and intention to share this truth with the world. Little did I know the journey I would be taken on. Little did I know, I would be fooled yet again by what I would consider the greatest deception of them all. Yes, the miracles I saw were from satan. These are tough words to accept I know. It was one of the things I struggled with most. How could something so evil help someone? God has given me the answers. Matthew 24:24 For false Christs and false prophets will arise and will show great signs and wonders, so as to mislead, if possible, even the elect.
It has been almost one year since I have written a single word in my book. God had me pause for a reason. I wasn’t ready to finish it yet. He had much to teach me and I had much to learn. There were a few times that I tried to force words but I knew deep down it wasn’t right. I wasn’t ready.
Like I stated above, it has only been a few days since I received peace in my heart and I already feel the burning desire to start writing again. I know in the coming days the words will start flowing. I am ready to share the words God has given me. I stated long ago this book was the hardest and most challenging that I had written so far. I had no idea when I said this, what an understatement it was. I am very excited and eager to complete what I believe to be an extremely powerful and important message. I hope and pray it is a blessing to many and it opens the eyes and hearts to those that need it most. To those that I have prayed over for healing, I deeply apologize. Please know it was done with the best of intentions and with a God filled heart.
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