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…and in one moment, one hour, one day….she died.
I was in 5th grade, what did I know about life…let alone death. Over-hearing the commotion that
morning, my mom on the phone, sitting in a chair weeping, while she received the news. It was the
girl down the street, our neighbor, our friend, she had died.
I had hardly knew her, she was my older sister’s age, about 16 years old. All I knew is that she was
there yesterday, and now today she was gone. Just like that, she was gone. No warning, no more
time for words, no time for my sisters to say goodbye, and worse no time for her mom, dad or
younger brothers to say goodbye. There was no more time, she was…just gone.
Her younger brother was the same age as me, we were friends and classmates; just as my older
sister was with his older sister. I was just the girl who lived a few houses down, the girl in his class at
school, the girl he had a slight crush on. The girl who was dressed up fancy every Sunday morning
walking in front of his house to the local church just around the corner; afterwards coming home to
play football in the dirt with them. Now his older sister is gone, his family forever changed.
Weeks later he wanted to show me something and asked me to come to his house. I had been inside
his house before, they were a “typical” family, they never really went to church with us but we were all
basically the same. So now he wants me to come over so he can show me his sister. That is what he
said. I knew things were not ok, but what was there to say, or do? So when he asked me to come
over of course I said ok. I walked in the front door and right there in the large front room area there
was a large wood-framed open pyramid structure; from floor to ceiling. I just stood there, staring, as
he walked over to the wall and pulled down a tall vase that was sitting on a shelf. He opened it up and
said, see look, here she is, and I peered into it to see the chunks and ashes and he said, here she is,
my sister.
He then continued to tell me how his mom talks to her now. Pointing to the pyramid and to the “ouija
board” in the room and told me how it floats about 2-feet above the floor and moves around when his
mom talks to his sister. I just stood there speechless, what could I say, what was there to say? I am
just the girl who lives a few houses down, who goes to church every Sunday with her parents, and
likes to play football. I knew nothing of any of this, even though I went to church every Sunday, I
knew nothing about this stuff. He was reaching out to me, and I just stood there quiet, looking at
these things and I had nothing to say. I simply stood there, speechless, no voice, no witness to life,
death or any meaning in it at all. Just stood there and then eventually I just left, as if nothing had
really happened, just another day, another moment in time as it passed by.
We never spoke of that day again, he never brought it up again and neither did I. Time just continued
on, and so did we. What he shared with me never left me, just stayed in me as yet another thing to
wonder about, little seeds planted in me now of more questions and curiosities. Thinking back on all
of this I wonder how the church was so close to them in location… but at the same time so very far
away. Were these wonders he told me about, these things with that type of power and signs given to
his mom, where they truthful wonders or lying ones?
Truth, if it is truth; cannot have any part lie in it; otherwise by definition cannot be called truth.
“Even him, whose coming is after the working of Satan with all power and signs and lying wonders”,
(2 Thessalonians 2:9)
After some time went by his mom and dad divorced. He told me she left and opened up a type
“rainbow crystal” store. The boys stayed in the house with their dad, and life, as we know it, goes on.
“Even so every good tree bringeth forth good fruit; but a corrupt tree bringeth forth evil fruit.” (Matthew 7:17)
…and over many months and years…. wandering and wondering.
The next 20 years of my own life was spent wandering the world, wondering, and watching the church
from a distance. Seeing many things now, friends have come and gone, some survive and some die.
Most people in this world seek proof, tangible things, instant results, seen and felt, and these things I
had been told about sure seemed to give them that. There was no Faith required, and many see
Christians as weak and powerless, especially if compared to something that seems to give a person a
tangible quick response, even showing a type of power; offering to fill the desires of a heart.
If anyone lacks the knowledge of Christ, and does not see the Power of the Gospel at work, then why
would they even consider it? All my years growing up in the church they never discussed these
things; at least not that I can ever remember. Most think if you talk of occulted things, witchcraft and
its type of powers and signs then they think it only gives the darkness more power. I tend to disagree.
Darkness can also be ignorance.
From what I have witnessed it seems more to me the lack of knowledge and discussion of these
things is what has given them more and more room to grow and gain a type of power as the church
neglects to see it but instead simply turns their eyes from it. Covering something or hiding it does not
change anything or make it then not exist. Reminds me of that old saying, “hear no evil, see no evil”
but that does not make anything go away, and if something is not faced and truth is not shared or
discussed openly then how would anyone hear and overcome? How is anything defeated with the
brightness of HIS Word if it is not first faced and revealed?
…and in one moment, one hour, one day….he died.
30 years since that first experience with death, I again find myself in front of death face to face.
Another 16 year old, as he is laying on the ground bleeding to death in front of me. And all that came
out of me was… “Jesus, oh Jesus”. This time was certainly different, and I was different, and this time
would be heart-wrenching.
No matter how far away we may be from Jesus, HE is there with us. Long ago I had asked Jesus into
my heart, sitting in a Sunday school class. I can still remember the day, even though I was only about
4 years old. A lot has changed since then, and now I was so far from anything Christian and sure did
not really know Jesus, and sure would never have thought HE knew me. Not after all I had done in
life, not after all these years. But HE was there, in that moment HE is who I called out on, HE has
always been there. Little did I know this would be only the start of this walk, the most important of my
life, and one that would go really dark before the light, so dark it nearly killed me.
As this young 16 year old was struggling for his life it felt like time stopped or somehow stretched
itself out. He was now in a coma and I was desperately praying for a miracle. So I reached back into
my memories, secrets kept, and reached to a stone. Yes a stone. A stone my own mother gave me
years back, told me it had manifested “out of the air”, given to her from “angels” back when I was a
young child. That it was a gift for me and it was for healing. I had kept it for years, although it had
never done anything for me and I had just put it away inside a jewelry box all these years. But now I
was desperate, and I would do anything, so it was time to reach in and pull this out. So I did, and I
secretly placed the stone that was hidden in my hand now placing my hand in this young kid’s hand
this one day at the hospital, as he laid there in a coma, and I prayed to God for a miracle. A couple
hours later… that very day, …he died.
What gift did I have? What great power? NOTHING! …what voice did I have to say anything about it,
NOTHING! …It seems as if all I had ever seen was death, sorrow, grief, anger, bitterness, and losses.
So many losses over all these years now, and this one was too heart-wrenching, something in me
finally broke. The last pieces of whatever was left still standing in me finally broke.
But I was a single mother at the time, with 2 young children, I could not break, I didn’t have time to
break. Breaking was not an option. I had to go on, these children kept me going, and there was a
reason for it, even though the inside of me was growing so dark, so void, and so numb.
I took all of those feelings and focused them into finding answers. I had enough of the lies. I had
enough of death. But life sure seemed so purposeless but at the same time also so precious. Any
moment could be our last. I spent the next year diving head first into all those “wells” of knowledge I
had found all these years along the way in the world. This time I knew the directions, as I was already
familiar with the paths wandered on. And I knew where I had seen and heard of things that actually
showed a type of power and signs, tangible and quick. I directed my energy into the after-life,
metaphysics, and all things of the “craft” I could possibly find, research and seek out. Anything that
would finally give me proof, tangible results for what I considered a final quest for truth, …do or die.
…and in one moment, one hour, one day….darkness or light.
This all led me to the crossroads, would it be, would I be, …darkness or light? I did not choose it out
loud, it’s a heart thing. Nothing of me could have saved me from my own self, something else saved
me that day. Finding myself in a small office, laying back in a chair, seeking to merge with what the
lady called my “guardian angel”, as a large dark shadow figure hovered over me, for only an instant, a
moment, and as fast as it was there it was gone. The lady was upset about it, why I did not merge
with it, and again I had no words, no answers. I did not really know why, and again I left there with still
no answers, only more questions. But this time I knew, something deep in me just knew how bad that
almost was, and something other than me saved me from it, that darkness had to flee…why?
Mystics, fortunetellers and witchcraft hav
…and in one moment, one hour, one day….LIFTED.
The Lord Jesus Christ kept me from myself that day, in fact all my days, HE knew my heart, the
sincerity of why I ended up in that place, in that chair, under that roof, inside their authority or domain,
and HE still covered me in there, despite of me, …why?
I did not deserve any saving. I had chosen that place, that path, why did HE spare me and show me
mercy that day? Covering me even inside their domain it had to flee…Why? Just as we often ask,
why do things happen to some and not others? Why do some people die and not others? Why do
some hear HIM and are saved by Jesus and others are not?
The Tree of knowledge of good and evil… is good truth? Is evil a truth?
Seems both cannot qualify for Truth, only substance of the knowledge of either one. Paths, branches
of learning. Purposed to grow us in life, wrestle against us, to push us to see, pull us into a witness,
even to fall and be raised back up. To be unclean to be washed clean. To never return to where we
were, to never have a desire to go back, but instead to have fullness of truth in all clarity. Now that
tree, the tree of LIFE, and life eternal, is not the tree of knowledge of good and evil. The Tree of Life
is set apart, it is all Truth, with no part lie, it is unique and perfect and cannot be replicated or stolen
by man’s symbols or traditions, as this Tree and Kingdom is unseen and is The Lord’s to reveal and
manifest.
But as I said, this only started my walk of darkness before the light, as things went really dark before I
could really see the Light, HIS Light, the real one. All along I had considered myself walking my life
out more “spiritually” all these years, …but by what spirit …and how many?
“Wherein in time past ye walked according to the course of this world, according to the prince of the power
of the air, the spirit that now worketh in the children of disobedience:”(Ephesians 2:2)“And he asked him,
What is thy name? And he answered, saying, My name is Legion: for we are many.”(Mark 5:9)
Seems there is much going on here as I had finally perceived some of it. Seems there are Legions of
devils, and legions of angels…who can really know the difference?
“For such are false apostles, deceitful workers, transforming themselves into the apostles of Christ. And no
marvel; for Satan himself is transformed into an angel of light. Therefore it is no great thing if his ministers
also be transformed as the ministers of righteousness; whose end shall be according to their works.”
(2 Corinthians 11:13-15)
The more your eyes open the more the blindness is lifted and a person starts to really appreciate the
Gospel of Jesus Christ. Why it’s simple but so powerful to understand there is only ONE HOLY Spirit,
the King of Kings and Lord of Lords, who stands above all creation.
“Thinkest thou that I cannot now pray to my Father, and he shall presently give me more than
twelve legions of angels?” (Matthew 26:53)
There are many influences of all kinds all around us, every day; filling us with ideas, thoughts,
temptations, inspirations; pushing or pulling us based on the desires of our own heart. There are
many paths to walk in, broad and wide are the paths of knowledge here as well as the path to
destruction, and so many different “truths” seem to be in this world, with so many different lands to
tread upon and “wells” to drink from.
Throughout our life we may walk and seek after signs, power and wonder about so many things. It
seems all my life I wanted to drink from them all and walk on all of it, always looking for something,
seeking to gain more and more. Seems I only ended up with a legion of mindsets and a head full of
knowledge, but very little truth, if any.
Have we walked in any truth or found any? Or are we full of something else? How could we know?
“Now when Jesus was risen early the first day of the week, he appeared first to Mary Magdalene, out of
whom he had cast seven devils.” (Mark 16:9) “And the seventy returned again with joy, saying, Lord, even
the devils are subject unto us through thy name.” (Luke 10:17)
Again, mystics and witchcraft have been around for thousands of years claiming answers to the
future, providing a type of temporary power or relief, a temporary substance or proof, something
tangible. But what if it’s full of lies, full of devils? Gaining so many things that cannot last eternally only
leaves one with more questions in the end, more fear; eventually empty and void of any authority or
substance but instead full of lies, full of devils.
“And no marvel; for Satan himself is transformed into an angel of light.” (2 Corinthians 11:14) “And
deceiveth them that dwell on the earth by the means of those miracles which he had power to do in the
sight of the beast; saying to them that dwell on the earth, that they should make an image to the beast,
which had the wound by a sword, and did live.”(Revelation 13:14)
There are many spirits at work all around us, like a thick fog of confusion and deception. There is only
ONE Holy Spirit that holds all Truth, with no part lie, and no path to destruction, but a path placed out
before us now, a bridge repaired, a connection restored to God through Christ Jesus so we may now
seek and find Truth, Wisdom, Power and Life, eternal.
There is only ONE Truth, and only one Way to Truth, for truth to be Truth it can only be ONE.
There is only ONE Spirit above all Spirits.
There is only ONE that came and showed all the world that HE Loves us as HE came and died on the
Cross for us to receive LIFE.
HE took the curse upon HIMSELF so we could be free from it.
There is only ONE who took all the sins and curses upon HIMSELF to save us all from all of this.
“And as Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, even so must the Son of man be lifted up:”
(John 3:14)
No more fear, no more fear of death, no more fear of not knowing, no more fear of no closure, no
more fear of needing more time, as eternity stands outside of time, in a prepared place where all
questions are answered, all closure and wholeness is given. All things eternal and all things have
fullness, where there is no death, no darkness, no sorrow, because all truth and all life eternal leaves
no more questions.
“But the hour cometh, and now is, when the true worshippers shall worship the Father in spirit and in truth:
for the Father seeketh such to worship him. “(John 4:23) “Howbeit when he, the Spirit of truth, is come, he
will guide you into all truth: for he shall not speak of himself; but whatsoever he shall hear, that shall he
speak: and he will shew you things to come.” (John 16:13) “And I will put my spirit within you, and cause
you to walk in my statutes, and ye shall keep my judgments, and do them. “(Ezekiel 36:27) “That the
righteousness of the law might be fulfilled in us, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit.” (Romans
8:4) “This I say then, Walk in the Spirit, and ye shall not fulfil the lust of the flesh.” (Galatians 5:16) “If we
live in the Spirit, let us also walk in the Spirit.” (Galatians 5:25)
Sometimes the answers we seek have been there all along; hidden in the things already revealed as
we witnessed and experienced them. Even as young children we seem to hold inside us all the
answers, as inside all of us is a measure of Truth. Why did things happen to us? This prepared place,
the path to walk out, inside good and evil. Why do we suffer it? What is the point?
How can a person overcome what they do not know? How can a person hear if no voice is sent?
…and in one moment, one hour, one day….Life came.
Whatever grief, sorrow, pain, and afflictions we may endure, especially as a young child, are the very
places now sealed and overcome. Each part in full as we walk it out as a witness of being afflicted
from the curse of sin upon us, as we now die to it by laying it down in Christ and rise a New in
Christ…Lifted.
Each part so very important, the specific callings are already there, all this time, and nothing can hurt
anything sealed. Once sealed no man can open it and nothing in this creation can over-power it; as
all authority is now justified, sealed and covered in Christ. We strive daily to overcome all parts, for all
chains to be broken, and all curses unsealed now lifted as the fullness to break forth, as we are filled
in Christ, measure by measure, Faith to Faith, Glory to Glory we overcome now being sealed in HIS
Glory. Faith is the substance of the unseen, as we seek Faith the measure rises and lifts.
Walking now in the Spirit and Truth, in the Faith, now one may look again, and now again while its
day as we die to each part revealed to us daily, we gain more and more Faith, more substance within
and more room to stand. This filling now leaves no room for resentment, blame or bitterness towards
anyone in this life. No more holding anything against anyone here, not even against good or evil, as
the purpose is revealed more and more daily. No more resentment for the church or ignorance,
because I can now understand why things were set up to happen; even as a young child; the overall
purpose or plan of the prepared place to walk forward into. All that happens in our life, all from a
young child to this very moment is necessary and purposed, good or evil. What we have witnessed is
purposed. What we have witnessed and continue to walk out is necessary to overcome, and through
Christ all things are Finished.
“For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.” (2 Timothy 1:7)
~ LIFTED ~
as that is what it is…lifted
these curses lifted
these fears lifted
and in turn when we fully get it, …we are lifted
“Come, and let us return unto the Lord: for he hath torn, and he will heal us; he hath smitten, and he will
bind us up. After two days will he revive us: in the third day he will raise us up, and we shall live in his sight.
Then shall we know, if we follow on to know the Lord: his going forth is prepared as the morning; and he
shall come unto us as the rain, as the latter and former rain unto the earth.” Hosea 6:1-3
Contributed By: Melody “LayLay”
