Friday, May 21, 2021

More Attacks

 

William had been under a lot of oppression for a week or so, so much so it was muddling his mind. He had been acting rather odd, not his normal self and I should have caught on. Since our large cross had spent the winter outdoors (attached to our garden bed as a witness to the neighborhood), it needed refinishing before we could take it into our new school/church building. He was out sanding on it, then varnishing it on Thursday. At that time, my elderly art students came in for their weekly art lesson – Ralph hadn’t been coming since Feb. since his back was really hurting him and he was in a depression, so Thurs. was his first day back. He hobbled in with a cane really complaining. I asked William to come up and pray for him. As soon as William laid hands on his back, he felt the power of God enter in, but God kept pressing him to keep going with prayer (it may have taken upwards of ½ hr. or so, he was given the impression). Ralph, even though a professing Christian, he scoffed at William for his actions, but God kept pressing William to go on. Ralph’s pride was getting in the way, so William left him be and went back outside. In the mean time, our art lesson progressed and Ralph was starting to get free mentally and physically – I saw him sit up straighter and start his magpie chattering. I knew he was feeling better. In the mean time, William was out in the garage with God pestering him to go up and speak to Ralph and pray some more. William kept putting God off and saying, “ok, ok,” but kept working. Finally God spoke loudly and William said, “OK!” and came upstairs to tell Ralph something. Ralph tried to ignore William’s words, knowing them to be true, but too prideful to accept it; however, when Ralph left the house at noon, he was back to his chipper self, walking without the cane (but refused to acknowledge it, same with Barb) – he even went around to my garden to check it out (like he’s always done before).

Anyway, William was dealing with his own issues by that point (he didn’t realize until later, God was dealing with Pride in him as well). He went off to the store to get a couple things, came home and by 2 pm or so, lay down for a nap. He didn’t get up until after 5 or so, still out of sorts. We sit down for the evening, in our jammies to watch an old 1938 Charlie Chan movie, and about 7:30 or so, I looked out front and noticed the car wasn’t there. Figuring William left it at the side of the house, I asked him to move it around to the front. He went outside and couldn’t find the car. We looked everywhere around the house – no car! I assumed it was stolen, called the cops, filed a report, and went back to our movie wondering what the heck happened to the car! Like the cop said, “who would steal a 21-year old car, we never have car thefts around here anyway.” About 8:15 we get a call from the cops saying they found it in McKay’s parking lot (2 blocks away). We went running over there, and it was parked in a spot – the employees there having said it had been there since about 2 pm. William had drove it over there (which he never does for only a couple things from the store) and walked back home – totally (until that moment) forgetting he ever drove it!!! Needless to say, the cop and us had a good laugh about it.

The point was, when we notice the enemy all over us – we need to deal with it right then!! He had to go to God for repentance in his own prideful attitude he had developed over dealing with Ralph earlier that day AND realize how much the enemy had been tormenting his mind night and day for over a week by then.

Denesa and I had a great meeting (2 hrs.) at the school today. Got a lot accomplished between us for the workings of the school – the curriculum app turned in, so we can start our order. She’s going to pick me up one day this next week to take me to visit a couple of her ranches.

Monday, May 17, 2021

Demonic Attacks

 

May 15 – wow, what a month already! After the big rally (tons of support) and our first prayer meeting in the new building that night, the devil whollopped me in the middle of the night – full-fledged vomiting. That went on thru to the 13th, while the whole time we were praying, serious warfare, and I tried to get up during the days and carry on – 2 days on the front porch, quite on fire, preaching to everyone who came near; however, I was getting weaker and weaker, couldn’t even keep water down – not even Gateraid. Every night, full-out attacks from the enemy – me no sleep at all, constant, wild ‘dreams’ as such – violent, etc. and etc. God revealed to William that it was a strongman in my life – going back through my family. (God revealed several things, gave him a few visions throughout the week). My mom always had the same (as William describes it) ‘violent’ cough, constant flem for whatever reason. Me too, he says that I have always had this very abnormal, very violent/loud cough. Well, since the sinus surgery, the ‘river’ always runs down the back of my throat. So, he started concentrating his prayers on that, and Thursday night, the 13th – full deliverance!!! William was down in his room praying late into the night then he saw this ‘vision’ of a bolt of God’s light come down and hit the top of the house and went right into me. The whole house lit up, but me, he saw, was wrapped in God’s light and His arms wrapped around me. I remember when that happened, I was being terribly tormented by demons, but suddenly I felt so light, so good and I saw Jesus holding me. That actually went on all night – back and forth between the torments and God holding me. I was exhausted and still not feeling good in the morning and came downstairs quite grumbly. William said, “OK, this thing is coming out!” and he started in on it again. Then, final deliverance! I was set free. I started eating and drinking just fine! I had to build up my strength, but by today, I was eating a normal dinner!! This was so unlike any time before, where it took weeks to build up.

May 17 – I feel great!!! Sunday, we had our normal Sunday meal and even Cheryl joined us (Lori and her niece were there too, their 2nd time) and we had dinner outside on the picnic table, then we joined around the campfire (no fire – very warm, sunny day) for meeting time – 8 people around the circle! Great and powerful meeting, I told my testimony, had a birthday party for Max (a week late, I apologized to him). Next Sunday, meetings will be held in our new building – William’s reluctant to call it our ‘church’ building, since we are still considered outdoor preachers, but because of our new Church School, we have to establish a ‘Church’ in the building. God is sooooo good! Anyway, things are progressing in the building – all the new lights are in, work is being done on the bathrooms, windows are being covered by this ‘stained glass’ look. We look to have our next meeting for the school next week.

Saturday, May 1, 2021

School

 Wow, so much spiritual stuff going on. Yesterday afternoon, Kathy just showed up unannounced – we hadn’t seen her since right after we moved in the house! After catching up a bit, we prayed over her for several issues – William has been sooooo under the Holy Spirit the last few weeks, his prayers are powerful! Even Kathy noticed the difference.

William has been ministering to so many people lately, he’s been coming under a ton of attack from the enemy. Last night as we prayed before going to bed, as he was praying, I had a vision! It was so vivid:

I saw the back head and shoulders of a young girl, head bowed, and around her head swirled a ton of jumbled letters, swirling in a thick ring, so packed, layer upon layer of letters (alphabet) swirling in a clock-wise rotation. She was facing toward a large window, that was so cloudy, unable to see through, yet some (very faint) light was coming through. After a bit, the ‘screen’ went black and I saw the back head and shoulders of a grown up woman, this time, she was sitting up straight and head up with a gold halo around her head. The window was now clear, yet the light was so bright, you still couldn’t see through it.

William finished praying and I told him about it – he said that the jumble of letters represented how the people are so confused now and little light is getting in. The 2nd part was that the light and truth illuminated the people and they now ‘see’ truth.

After he said that, he went on down stairs and I continued praying, in the Spirit and naturally. Again, when I closed my eyes, I saw a huge cyclone swirling clockwise, taking up my whole ‘screen’ so to say. It felt and looked all encompassing. As I raised my hands to heaven, I could ‘see’ my hands, like arcs of light as they moved through, with, and around the cyclone – as I moved, it would change, kind of like a cloud when something goes through it – like a hole opens up, but quickly closes again.

Again, I prayed, and as my hands moved through the air, I again ‘saw’ my hands like arcs of light through darkness. I had an awesome time communing with God, Jesus, Holy Spirit, praying, etc., then I felt like I was done, and fell asleep.

About 3 or so, I woke up (barely), went to the bathroom, then back to bed and about to fall asleep, then immediately I was bolt awake. I was hearing some noise downstairs and knew it was William, I kept listening and it sounded like he was in distress and almost called out to see if he was ok, but then silence again. So I sat up in my chair deciding what to do and after sitting a few minutes, heard the sounds again. So I went downstairs and William came out of his room, light was on, I knew something was up. He had been suffering a great deal of torment from the enemy and was greatly distressed, so we talked and I prayed over him, I went back up to bed and it was 3:45. I thought, “Wow, always at 3 or 3:30 something like this happens”.

On the 27, I met with Denessa, Lisa, and another parent at the furniture store to meet with the curriculum guy who was going to talk with us about starting a school. Over 5 hours later, the meeting was over and boy did we get an education! We learned so much and now have a much clearer picture of our school and what to do. I told them all the story of how God had been prompting me since fall the open a school and I told God that I liked being retired and if he wanted me to open a school, he’d better just drop it all in my lap, because I wasn’t going to ‘work it.’ I also told of how I had been downtown MP (I think it was) early January, praying over which building I was going to rent to open a school – came to 503 Spruce St. (tho I didn’t pay attention to the address at that time), I said to God, “Wow, I want this building for my school. I don’t care how you do it Jesus, but get me this building”. I never told anyone about this. I had gone all around, looking in every window, praying over this building. I saw no contact info, no sign that said for sale or rent, it looked like stuff was in there, so I couldn’t tell if anyone was using it. I kind of left it like that and when we started going to those meetings in Bandon, about 3 or 4 weeks into it, God prompted me to get up and say, “I’m starting a school” and asked if anyone was with me in this. Denessa and Lisa came up to me and said they were interested as well. After I got back from the light house and I went to the meeting April 9th, Denessa said she bought 503 Spruce St. When I went into town the next day and realized it was the same building I was praying over, I was totally trippin’.

Last night, we went again to Bandon to the Citizens Restoring Liberty meeting and more and more people are getting on board and fighting back.

The kids have been in such a huge fight for their rights in school: Lisa’s 3, 2 of whom were still in school – the 8th and 9th grader, along with their friend, another 8th grader have suffered such massive persecution at the school – such horrible treatment, they got up to speak and the 8th grade girl got a standing ovation for fighting back – a straight A student, ostracized, set in seclusion all day in the library with only 1 10 minute break, teachers and led by the teachers the students harassing and ridiculing her, days and hours and hours of this kind of treatment, anyway, her extremely well written essay on why she won’t wear a mask (backed up with proof, citations, etc.) – she got a C (which she considered failure). They have been using those ‘mask exemption’ cards, which the school refuses to acknowledge or accept even though HIPA law is explicit they are to obey it! All the parents are going to ban up and do a class-action lawsuit against the school – rightfully so! It is flat out child abuse what they are doing! Several kids’ parents have called Lisa and have asked for those cards – other kids are starting to fight back.

Anyway, next Wednesday, we’ve got over 100+ people showing up to Myrtle Point High School to do a peaceful demonstration – signs, NO MASKS, etc. I’m going to make a couple: SHEEPLES WAKE UP! and QUIT ABUSING OUR CHILDREN, etc.

Anyway, the bottom line is, all the kids have dropped out of school and I’m starting to tutor all of them this next week, for the rest of the year.