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"And I Used to
Think They Were Friendly..." Hello, may God be with us always,
My name is Lindsey and I have had some
experiences that may interest you greatly. I will try to be as
brief as possible. This is the skinny:
It began five years ago with strange things
happening in my house. I had presently been involved with Tarot
on a high level and ALWAYS could predict events for people. I
look back in sadness. Anyway, the point is I didn't believe in
anything really. Flashlights would fall off the table, my dog
would growl at nothing, I had bad dreams. Things were scary.
Then one night it all came down on me. I "awoke" in bed without
being able to move at all, not even an eyebrow. Some "thing"
was in my room with me. It disguised itself to my sleeping mind
(I still don't know how I could see it without my eyes open) as
a little girl. I was so scared because I was paralyzed but when
I realized a little girl was in my room I relaxed for some
reason. Then it began to come toward me, which made me a little
nervous....At the VERY LAST moment I heard the faintest plead in
my mind "It just wants you to think it's a little girl" and
RIGHT then the thing jumped at my chest, but not before I
screamed in my mind, "Jesus help me, God help me!" And the
"thing" was thrown back in utterly agonizing pain and the sound
it made was as close to hell as any human ears could ever
hear....I am sure. So, I found some very devoted Christians and
I still didn't believe it was a demon but someone (thank you
Jesus) led me to their arms. They explained to me and I was so
terrified....but I began to believe, I asked Jesus into my life
and heart and ONLY THEN did my terror subside, in fact, I felt
better than I ever thought possible. My faith had arrived.
Now the part that must interest you.
I was devoted to God for only about three
months. After that, I began to question, maybe I was just
dreaming, how could I know? I forgot the bliss Jesus brought me
upon entrance into my life. I forgot all important things. I
began to see lights in the sky. I began to read books that
supported the idea of aliens being messengers of god and
such.....I began to believe them. After all, these books would
literally show up in my life at the most bizarre times and it
was all so synchronistic....When I would see lights in the sky,
they seemed to be directly responding to my "spiritual" thoughts
and this too was synchronistic. I began to believe that I was
special and that I would be a messenger for God and that the
whole paralyzation night was a pre-test, if you will, to test my
mettle. Only today, this very day, did I realize how wrong I
have been. I don't even know how it happened but I am so
grateful it did. I was surfing the internet and I saw something
about "Could aliens be demons?" And I scoffed and then I read it
and it made all too much sense. I cried and have been talking
to God, not lights in the sky, all night long. I love him even
more, if that's possible because he still loves me, and now I
know the meaning of forgiveness.
I am a testament to how deceptive and tricky they
are. They will not stop until, as it was aptly put in one of
the articles I read today, the sheep are separated from the
goats. And being a sheep really is the only way to stop them.
One example of just how tricky they get, I don't even understand
how but, one night, I was walking and I saw the lights, as I
almost always did, and something happened that made me run all
the way home thinking fervently, over and over, "Remember this,
they are not your friends, remember this..." But by the next
morning I could not even remember why I had thought this. I
believe they erased my memory somehow. I went on to believe
they were, indeed my friends once again. I look back and
shiver, I still can't remember what made me run home. I thank
God I no longer believe they are benevolent. I thank Jesus that
I can once again share in his love. I hope this story will help
someone out there to not have to experience what I have. Thank
you for your time.
In love and peace,
Lindsey
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