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       #Post#: 1805--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Spiritual Attacks
       By: guest24 Date: October 24, 2018, 8:37 am
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       [quote author=katarina.todorovic link=topic=146.msg1799#msg1799
       date=1540371988]
  HTML https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Ou2uzu6ixc
       Late John Todd on
       the snares and traps, and all of the Satan's war tactics
       [/quote]
  HTML https://3169.createaforum.com/new-board/the-schemes-of-satan/msg1804/?topicseen#new
       #Post#: 1807--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Spiritual Attacks
       By: guest17 Date: October 24, 2018, 12:49 pm
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       [quote author=katarina.todorovic link=topic=146.msg1799#msg1799
       date=1540371988]
  HTML https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Ou2uzu6ixc
       Late John Todd on
       the snares and traps, and all of the Satan's war tactics
       [/quote]
       I will definitely be watching this video. John Todd is one of
       the rare people I've heard speaking about these things that
       comes closer to the truth than anyone else I've ever listened
       to. I notice he mentions charismatics and the Pentecostals. That
       really hits home for me because in my own personal experience
       this was more prevalent in those kind of churches. And I have a
       good idea as to why.
       #Post#: 1808--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Spiritual Attacks
       By: katarina.todorovic Date: October 24, 2018, 1:13 pm
       ---------------------------------------------------------
       [quote author=truthjourney link=topic=146.msg1807#msg1807
       date=1540403356]
       I will definitely be watching this video. John Todd is one of
       the rare people I've heard speaking about these things that
       comes closer to the truth than anyone else I've ever listened
       to. I notice he mentions charismatics and the Pentecostals. That
       really hits home for me because in my own personal experience
       this was more prevalent in those kind of churches. And I have a
       good idea as to why.
       [/quote]
       Poor thing,John Todd, the mere fact that he died in a mental
       institution gives me the creeps, I can only imagine the kind of
       torture they'had put him through before they put him to death
       just to punish him for telling all the truth to public, not to
       mention the fact that he turned away from darkness and found
       salvation in Christ ...May Yah bless his soul!
       #Post#: 1809--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Spiritual Attacks
       By: guest17 Date: October 24, 2018, 2:28 pm
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       [quote author=katarina.todorovic link=topic=146.msg1808#msg1808
       date=1540404825]
       [quote author=truthjourney link=topic=146.msg1807#msg1807
       date=1540403356]
       I will definitely be watching this video. John Todd is one of
       the rare people I've heard speaking about these things that
       comes closer to the truth than anyone else I've ever listened
       to. I notice he mentions charismatics and the Pentecostals. That
       really hits home for me because in my own personal experience
       this was more prevalent in those kind of churches. And I have a
       good idea as to why.
       [/quote]
       Poor thing,John Todd, the mere fact that he died in a mental
       institution gives me the creeps, I can only imagine the kind of
       torture they'had put him through before they put him to death
       just to punish him for telling all the truth to public, not to
       mention the fact that he turned away from darkness and found
       salvation in Christ ...May Yah bless his soul!
       [/quote]
       He was probably killed in a ritual. But I'm sure they tortured
       him in the worst ways possible first. There are so many people
       who have spoken out that this happens to.
       #Post#: 1816--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Spiritual Attacks
       By: guest24 Date: October 25, 2018, 8:24 am
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       [quote author=katarina.todorovic link=topic=146.msg1799#msg1799
       date=1540371988]
       The first has to do with the charismatic movement.  My husband
       and I distinguish between charismatic as in those who believe
       the gifts are still present and active and the charismatic
       movement by calling them the charismaniacs....just so you know
       that we do find a difference between them.  Well, anyway, one of
       our friends was in the charismaniac movement and they were
       "teaching" her how to pray in tongues....it was that "teaching"
       that resulted in her being demon possessed.  The gift of
       tongues, if given my God has some very specific "rules",
       "conditions", "restrictions" not sure what word to put there and
       if it does NOT follow these biblical guidelines it is wise to
       beware. [/Quote]
       There was one particular Pentecostal church that I went to when
       I was a teenager. I was in a foster home at that time so that's
       where my foster mother went to church. I never felt comfortable
       inside that church. I didn't like going there. I found out later
       that church had been infiltrated with Satanists. The preacher
       was the main one.
       Those kind of churches are the easiest to infiltrate because of
       the speaking in tongues and touching on the forehead. Those
       things are done on a regular basis in those churches and people
       expect that to happen and want it to open. The Satanists know
       how to speak in tongues too but the things they say are curses
       and evil upon other people. They also touch people on the
       forehead but not for a good purpose. They use those methods on
       people all the time so they know they can do those things in
       Pentecostal churches and people won't question it. I'm saying
       this to warn people to be careful in those kind of churches. And
       I'm not saying that all of the Pentecostal churches are like
       that. But that one was like that and I knew something bad was
       going on there because I could feel it and the way people were
       acting. I couldn't wait to get out the door. I couldn't get out
       fast enough. But I had to do what I was told by my foster mother
       and I had to go there. I wasn't given a choice.
       #Post#: 1820--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Spiritual Attacks
       By: katarina.todorovic Date: October 25, 2018, 12:13 pm
       ---------------------------------------------------------
       Wow, I'M DUMBFOUNDED BY THINGS THAT HAPPENED TO YOU!  This is
       sooo amazing! Especially for people like me who come from
       communist countries in which the very mention of god was
       punishable...we were not allowed to go to churches for decades
       (the ones who still went to church were the elderly like my
       grandmother, people who weren't the members of comunist party,
       like us - we were poorer less achieved, less respected, always
       marginalized for this), and my first encounter with god was
       through my grandmother, on the other hand she was and orthodox
       christian who believed in icons, kissing them, keeping saints as
       holidays (called in serbian as celebrating " slava" feasts with
       lots and lots of pork, lamb meat and various dishes-meals in
       quantities enough to feed the army), but I remember, I must have
       been 7 years old (I could read) when I was in church with her
       (some Easter or Christmas) and saw words carved in the stone:
       Whoever believes in me, shall never die...it stuck with me ever
       since...afterwards, awkward enough, I had a friend Yehova's
       witness who took me into the bible studies, but our ways somehow
       parted and I got into partying, drinking, going places in my
       20's....Even got into spiritualism, meditation, creative
       visualization, Silva method...never did any drugs (except
       canabis sativa)....never had any dramatic supernatural encounter
       except several situations when God more than obviously saved me
       (when I was 5, I fell from the second story in a house in
       Antwerpen when I visited my aunt in Belgium, and went without a
       scrach, ... and many more of my childhood situations of me being
       saved in miraculous ways. Then nothing untill one day...[quote
       author=Lori Bolinger link=topic=146.msg1816#msg1816
       date=1540473866]
       ]I finally got a chance to watch this, I was reminded of two
       stories.
       The first has to do with the charismatic movement.  My husband
       and I distinguish between charismatic as in those who believe
       the gifts are still present and active and the charismatic
       movement by calling them the charismaniacs....just so you know
       that we do find a difference between them.  Well, anyway, one of
       our friends was in the charismaniac movement and they were
       "teaching" her how to pray in tongues....it was that "teaching"
       that resulted in her being demon possessed.  The gift of
       tongues, if given my God has some very specific "rules",
       "conditions", "restrictions" not sure what word to put there and
       if it does NOT follow these biblical guidelines it is wise to
       beware.
       The other story this video reminded me of involved a teen girl
       that I often took to Campus Life meetings.  If you don't know
       what those are, they were basically bible study/youth groups way
       back when.  One night I took her to the meeting and on the way
       home we were talking about God.  It so happened that God had
       been laying on her heart that she needed to destroy all her old
       records after coming to Christ and she didn't want to do so.  As
       we were talking, we made it back to the house.  Now to set the
       stage for what I am about to tell you, it was a rather cold
       night so all the car windows were up.  It was dark and we were
       in the driveway of a country home so no lights other than the
       moon and stars.  We decided to stay in the car and talk because
       there were people still up in the house.  As we talked (I knew
       nothing about it till she told the story later)  she became so
       angry that she pulled a knife from her pocket and tried to stab
       me with it.  That is when she told that a force like that of a
       hand held her arm until she was ready to put the knife down and
       listen to what God was trying to tell her.  It is easy to get
       frightened when facing things like demons, but we are safe when
       we yielded completely to Him.
       to finish that story, she did burn the records but they did not
       burn as they should have, in fact, she had a great deal of
       trouble getting them to burn at all.
       [/quote]
       #Post#: 1821--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Spiritual Attacks
       By: guest24 Date: October 25, 2018, 1:02 pm
       ---------------------------------------------------------
       [quote author=katarina.todorovic link=topic=146.msg1820#msg1820
       date=1540487581]
       Wow, I'M DUMBFOUNDED BY THINGS THAT HAPPENED TO YOU!  This is
       sooo amazing! Especially for people like me who come from
       communist countries in which the very mention of god was
       punishable...we were not allowed to go to churches for decades
       (the ones who still went to church were the elderly like my
       grandmother, people who weren't the members of comunist party,
       like us - we were poorer less achieved, less respected, always
       marginalized for this), and my first encounter with god was
       through my grandmother, on the other hand she was and orthodox
       christian who believed in icons, kissing them, keeping saints as
       holidays (called in serbian as celebrating " slava" feasts with
       lots and lots of pork, lamb meat and various dishes-meals in
       quantities enough to feed the army), but I remember, I must have
       been 7 years old (I could read) when I was in church with her
       (some Easter or Christmas) and saw words carved in the stone:
       Whoever believe in me shall never die...it stuck with me ever
       since...afterwards, awkward enough, I had a friend Yehova's
       witness who took me into the bible studies, but our ways somehow
       parted and I got into partying, drinking, going places in my
       20's....Even got into spiritualism, meditation, creative
       visualization, Silva method...never did any drugs (except
       canabis sativa)....never had any dramatic supernatural encounter
       except several situations when God more than obvious saved me
       (when I was 5, I fell from the second story in a house in
       Antwerpen when I visited my aunt, and went without a scrach, ...
       and many more of my childhood situations of me being saved in
       miraculous ways. Then nothing untill one day...[quote
       author=Lori Bolinger link=topic=146.msg1816#msg1816
       date=1540473866]
       ]I finally got a chance to watch this, I was reminded of two
       stories.
       The first has to do with the charismatic movement.  My husband
       and I distinguish between charismatic as in those who believe
       the gifts are still present and active and the charismatic
       movement by calling them the charismaniacs....just so you know
       that we do find a difference between them.  Well, anyway, one of
       our friends was in the charismaniac movement and they were
       "teaching" her how to pray in tongues....it was that "teaching"
       that resulted in her being demon possessed.  The gift of
       tongues, if given my God has some very specific "rules",
       "conditions", "restrictions" not sure what word to put there and
       if it does NOT follow these biblical guidelines it is wise to
       beware.
       The other story this video reminded me of involved a teen girl
       that I often took to Campus Life meetings.  If you don't know
       what those are, they were basically bible study/youth groups way
       back when.  One night I took her to the meeting and on the way
       home we were talking about God.  It so happened that God had
       been laying on her heart that she needed to destroy all her old
       records after coming to Christ and she didn't want to do so.  As
       we were talking, we made it back to the house.  Now to set the
       stage for what I am about to tell you, it was a rather cold
       night so all the car windows were up.  It was dark and we were
       in the driveway of a country home so no lights other than the
       moon and stars.  We decided to stay in the car and talk because
       there were people still up in the house.  As we talked (I knew
       nothing about it till she told the story later)  she became so
       angry that she pulled a knife from her pocket and tried to stab
       me with it.  That is when she told that a force like that of a
       hand held her arm until she was ready to put the knife down and
       listen to what God was trying to tell her.  It is easy to get
       frightened when facing things like demons, but we are safe when
       we yielded completely to Him.
       to finish that story, she did burn the records but they did not
       burn as they should have, in fact, she had a great deal of
       trouble getting them to burn at all.
       [/quote]
       [/quote]How I admire your life and draw strength from your
       sharing.  I can't imagine and yet I can through friends I know
       who have endure governments like you describe here.  Thanks for
       sharing, you are an inspiration.
       #Post#: 1822--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Spiritual Attacks
       By: katarina.todorovic Date: October 25, 2018, 2:03 pm
       ---------------------------------------------------------
       [quote author=Lori Bolinger link=topic=146.msg1821#msg1821
       date=1540490571]
       [quote author=katarina.todorovic link=topic=146.msg1820#msg1820
       date=1540487581]
       Wow, I'M DUMBFOUNDED BY THINGS THAT HAPPENED TO YOU!  This is
       sooo amazing! Especially for people like me who come from
       communist countries in which the very mention of god was
       punishable...we were not allowed to go to churches for decades
       (the ones who still went to church were the elderly like my
       grandmother, people who weren't the members of comunist party,
       like us - we were poorer less achieved, less respected, always
       marginalized for this), and my first encounter with god was
       through my grandmother, on the other hand she was and orthodox
       christian who believed in icons, kissing them, keeping saints as
       holidays (called in serbian as celebrating " slava" feasts with
       lots and lots of pork, lamb meat and various dishes-meals in
       quantities enough to feed the army), but I remember, I must have
       been 7 years old (I could read) when I was in church with her
       (some Easter or Christmas) and saw words carved in the stone:
       Whoever believe in me shall never die...it stuck with me ever
       since...afterwards, awkward enough, I had a friend Yehova's
       witness who took me into the bible studies, but our ways somehow
       parted and I got into partying, drinking, going places in my
       20's....Even got into spiritualism, meditation, creative
       visualization, Silva method...never did any drugs (except
       canabis sativa)....never had any dramatic supernatural encounter
       except several situations when God more than obvious saved me
       (when I was 5, I fell from the second story in a house in
       Antwerpen when I visited my aunt, and went without a scrach, ...
       and many more of my childhood situations of me being saved in
       miraculous ways. Then nothing untill one day...[quote
       author=Lori Bolinger link=topic=146.msg1816#msg1816
       date=1540473866]
       ]I finally got a chance to watch this, I was reminded of two
       stories.
       The first has to do with the charismatic movement.  My husband
       and I distinguish between charismatic as in those who believe
       the gifts are still present and active and the charismatic
       movement by calling them the charismaniacs....just so you know
       that we do find a difference between them.  Well, anyway, one of
       our friends was in the charismaniac movement and they were
       "teaching" her how to pray in tongues....it was that "teaching"
       that resulted in her being demon possessed.  The gift of
       tongues, if given my God has some very specific "rules",
       "conditions", "restrictions" not sure what word to put there and
       if it does NOT follow these biblical guidelines it is wise to
       beware.
       The other story this video reminded me of involved a teen girl
       that I often took to Campus Life meetings.  If you don't know
       what those are, they were basically bible study/youth groups way
       back when.  One night I took her to the meeting and on the way
       home we were talking about God.  It so happened that God had
       been laying on her heart that she needed to destroy all her old
       records after coming to Christ and she didn't want to do so.  As
       we were talking, we made it back to the house.  Now to set the
       stage for what I am about to tell you, it was a rather cold
       night so all the car windows were up.  It was dark and we were
       in the driveway of a country home so no lights other than the
       moon and stars.  We decided to stay in the car and talk because
       there were people still up in the house.  As we talked (I knew
       nothing about it till she told the story later)  she became so
       angry that she pulled a knife from her pocket and tried to stab
       me with it.  That is when she told that a force like that of a
       hand held her arm until she was ready to put the knife down and
       listen to what God was trying to tell her.  It is easy to get
       frightened when facing things like demons, but we are safe when
       we yielded completely to Him.
       to finish that story, she did burn the records but they did not
       burn as they should have, in fact, she had a great deal of
       trouble getting them to burn at all.
       [/quote]
       [/quote]How I admire your life and draw strength from your
       sharing.  I can't imagine and yet I can through friends I know
       who have endure governments like you describe here.  Thanks for
       sharing, you are an inspiration.
       [/quote] Actually, I wanted to tell you that you are an
       inspiration to me...the final thing that happened to me, I still
       didn't part with ways of the heathen...I was studying for my
       exams (my second return to the university, I already had a 2
       years old son), my son was staying with my mother's and I was
       alone in a flat, I stayed up late (or should I say early, right
       about before the sun-rise, what can I say, I'm a night person as
       far as studying is concerned), and I was too tired to continue,
       it was still dark outside, so I decided to go to bed. But,
       suprisingly, I decided to go to my father's room (he died a
       couple of years before) and lied down in his bed. When he died,
       they had put him there before the coroners took. him. To this
       day I don't know why I did that...or if that is of any concern
       to the following story...perhaps I was just so tired to go to my
       room ...I never slept there since he had died...
       Anyway, I was so tired I fell asleep immediately even before
       hitting the pillow, last thing that was in my mind is the look
       of the room right before I closed my eyes, the curtains were
       drawn, and street lights and rare trafic (in the dead of the
       night) could be seen flickering through the wrinkles of the
       curtain in the black of the night...all of the sudden...(while I
       was hmm...sleeping) I saw brightness as the daylight all around
       me, light bathed the whole room, everything  was lit, and i
       could see the same wrinkles on the curtain but completely lit
       with a bright light...I was surprised and said to myself (in my
       dream): "How can it be it dawned so soon, immediately?!"...at
       that moment I felt something got my anckles and started to lift
       me up with my feet up, to my utter terror in a second I saw
       whole room, the same wrinkles on the curtains upside down...and
       soon a scream, so terrible, so out of this world, so cold and
       tearing, broke into my whole body and mind and all around
       me...this pitch I've never heard before and I sincerely hope i
       will never hear it again - I was helpless and completely
       terrified, and this high-pitched scream (out of this world) got
       louder and overwhelming...Completely frozen of terror, I
       realized i was about to lose my life for something not of this
       world, and at that moment I realized just one thing...this is
       the end...and just said to myself, "ok, my earthly life is about
       to be terminated", and as soon as I realized it is the end, I
       felt some peace went through my heart right before I uttered: "
       Lord Jesus, take my soul, I give it to you to you because it
       belongs to you, I don't care what happens to me, just know that
       you are in my heart and that my everything belongs to you"...I
       tried to continue with a basic prayer but I didn't know it by
       heart ("...give us our daily bread...") so I continued to
       improvize ...and as soon as I continued talking to Jesus, I
       realized the scream got less loud, and that something started to
       lower me down...soon I was back on the bed, looking at the same
       wrinkles on the curtain, it was a bright morning, everything was
       the same as before just not upside down...my eyes were opened
       and I still could hear the high pitched (the same intensity and
       note aaaaallll the time) just it was getting less and less
       loud...I got up like hipnotized looking at the window
       curtain...listening to a fading scream...looked like it came out
       of my scull, out of the back of my scull and from the inside to
       be exact. Than I looked at the clock, and realized it has only
       past some 25 minutes since I went to bed (it was complete dark)
       ...I was petrified...for some 20 minutes i was trying to get
       back to myself and waited to be at least 5.30h to call my
       mother...then, so I did, I asked her to come over...I thought I
       was losing my mind...As soon as I phoned her, I was sooo tired,
       I decided in a "good" orthodox tradition to light a candle while
       waiting for her to come (she lived just a block away, takes her
       10 minutes to arrive), but I had none others but "slava" candle
       with a paper flower rapped around its base, it was only 1/3 of
       the candle left, so I didn't take the paper fluffy flower off (I
       was soo disturbed to say the least) lit it, and lay back on the
       bed resolved to wait for my mother...next thing I remembered is
       heavy smoke all around me, and my mother yelling telling me to
       get up and get out of the room. Apparently, I fell asleep, a
       heavy sleep, it took her some less then 10 minutes to arrive,
       she had a key luckily, she opened a door and saw the candle, the
       paper, the table cloth, and the paint of the door next to that
       table burning, room was filled with heavy black smoke, and I was
       sound asleep...to this day I can't find any earthly reasonable
       explanation of what happened to me, but as soon as Yah touched
       my heart it came back to my mind as vividly as the day it
       happened...it all happened in 2000 (summer/autumn I think), I
       only in 2016. I found my saviour and since then I'm trying my
       best to walk in Yah's statutes and to hear my shepherd's voice
       wherever and whenever.
       Sorry for the length of my story, I actually never shared this
       like this, nobody know this apart from my ex husband an closest
       friends...and my  (now late) mother obviously...
       #Post#: 1823--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Spiritual Attacks
       By: guest24 Date: October 25, 2018, 2:30 pm
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       [quote author=katarina.todorovic link=topic=146.msg1822#msg1822
       date=1540494238]
       [quote author=Lori Bolinger link=topic=146.msg1821#msg1821
       date=1540490571]
       [quote author=katarina.todorovic link=topic=146.msg1820#msg1820
       date=1540487581]
       Wow, I'M DUMBFOUNDED BY THINGS THAT HAPPENED TO YOU!  This is
       sooo amazing! Especially for people like me who come from
       communist countries in which the very mention of god was
       punishable...we were not allowed to go to churches for decades
       (the ones who still went to church were the elderly like my
       grandmother, people who weren't the members of comunist party,
       like us - we were poorer less achieved, less respected, always
       marginalized for this), and my first encounter with god was
       through my grandmother, on the other hand she was and orthodox
       christian who believed in icons, kissing them, keeping saints as
       holidays (called in serbian as celebrating " slava" feasts with
       lots and lots of pork, lamb meat and various dishes-meals in
       quantities enough to feed the army), but I remember, I must have
       been 7 years old (I could read) when I was in church with her
       (some Easter or Christmas) and saw words carved in the stone:
       Whoever believe in me shall never die...it stuck with me ever
       since...afterwards, awkward enough, I had a friend Yehova's
       witness who took me into the bible studies, but our ways somehow
       parted and I got into partying, drinking, going places in my
       20's....Even got into spiritualism, meditation, creative
       visualization, Silva method...never did any drugs (except
       canabis sativa)....never had any dramatic supernatural encounter
       except several situations when God more than obvious saved me
       (when I was 5, I fell from the second story in a house in
       Antwerpen when I visited my aunt, and went without a scrach, ...
       and many more of my childhood situations of me being saved in
       miraculous ways. Then nothing untill one day...[quote
       author=Lori Bolinger link=topic=146.msg1816#msg1816
       date=1540473866]
       ]I finally got a chance to watch this, I was reminded of two
       stories.
       The first has to do with the charismatic movement.  My husband
       and I distinguish between charismatic as in those who believe
       the gifts are still present and active and the charismatic
       movement by calling them the charismaniacs....just so you know
       that we do find a difference between them.  Well, anyway, one of
       our friends was in the charismaniac movement and they were
       "teaching" her how to pray in tongues....it was that "teaching"
       that resulted in her being demon possessed.  The gift of
       tongues, if given my God has some very specific "rules",
       "conditions", "restrictions" not sure what word to put there and
       if it does NOT follow these biblical guidelines it is wise to
       beware.
       The other story this video reminded me of involved a teen girl
       that I often took to Campus Life meetings.  If you don't know
       what those are, they were basically bible study/youth groups way
       back when.  One night I took her to the meeting and on the way
       home we were talking about God.  It so happened that God had
       been laying on her heart that she needed to destroy all her old
       records after coming to Christ and she didn't want to do so.  As
       we were talking, we made it back to the house.  Now to set the
       stage for what I am about to tell you, it was a rather cold
       night so all the car windows were up.  It was dark and we were
       in the driveway of a country home so no lights other than the
       moon and stars.  We decided to stay in the car and talk because
       there were people still up in the house.  As we talked (I knew
       nothing about it till she told the story later)  she became so
       angry that she pulled a knife from her pocket and tried to stab
       me with it.  That is when she told that a force like that of a
       hand held her arm until she was ready to put the knife down and
       listen to what God was trying to tell her.  It is easy to get
       frightened when facing things like demons, but we are safe when
       we yielded completely to Him.
       to finish that story, she did burn the records but they did not
       burn as they should have, in fact, she had a great deal of
       trouble getting them to burn at all.
       [/quote]
       [/quote]How I admire your life and draw strength from your
       sharing.  I can't imagine and yet I can through friends I know
       who have endure governments like you describe here.  Thanks for
       sharing, you are an inspiration.
       [/quote] Actually, I wanted to tell you that you are an
       inspiration to me...the final thing that happened to me, I still
       didn't part with ways of the heathen...I was studying for my
       exams (my second return to the university, I already had a 2
       years old son), my son was staying with my mother's and I was
       alone in a flat, I stayed up late (or should I say early, right
       about before the sun-rise, what can I say, I'm a night person as
       far as studying is concerned), and I was too tired to continue,
       it was still dark outside, so I decided to go to bed. But,
       suprisingly, I decided to go to my father's room (he died a
       couple of years before) and lied down in his bed. When he died,
       they had put him there before the coroners took. him. To this
       day I don't know why I did that...or if that is of any concern
       to the following story...perhaps I was just so tired to go to my
       room ...I never slept there since he had died...
       Anyway, I was so tired I fell asleep immediately even before
       hitting the pillow, last thing that was in my mind is the look
       of the room right before I closed my eyes, the curtains were
       drawn, and street lights and rare trafic (in the dead of the
       night) could be seen flickering through the wrinkles of the
       curtain in the black of the night...all of the sudden...(while I
       was hmm...sleeping) I saw brightness as the daylight all around
       me, light bathed the whole room, everything  was lit, and i
       could see the same wrinkles on the curtain but completely lit
       with a bright light...I was surprised and said to myself (in my
       dream): "How can it be it dawned so soon, immediately?!"...at
       that moment I felt something got my anckles and to my dread
       started to lift me up with my feet up, to my dread in a second I
       saw whole room, the same wrinkles on the curtains upside
       down...and soon a scream, so terrible, so out of this world, so
       cold and tearing, broke into my whole body and mind and all
       around me...this pitch I've never heard before and I sincerely
       hope i will never hear it again - I was helpless and completely
       terrified, and this high-pitched scream (out of this world) got
       louder and overwhelming...Completely frozen of terror, I
       realized i was about to lose my life for something not of this
       world, and at that moment I realized just one thing...this is
       the end...and just said to myself, "ok, my earthly life is about
       to be terminated", and as soon as I realized it is the end, I
       felt some peace went through my heart right before I uttered: "
       Lord Jesus, take my soul, I give it to you to you because it
       belongs to you, I don't care what happens to me, just know that
       you are in my heart and that my everything belongs to you"...I
       tried to continue with a basic prayer but I didn't know it by
       heart ("...give us our daily bread...") so I continued to
       improvize ...and as soon as I continued talking to Jesus, I
       realized the scream got less loud, and that something started to
       lower me down...soon I was back on the bed, looking at the same
       wrinkles on the curtain, it was a bright morning, everything was
       the same as before just not upside down...my eyes were opened
       and I still could hear the high pitched (the same intensity and
       note aaaaallll the time) just it was getting less and less
       loud...I got up like hipnotized looking at the window
       curtain...listening to a fading scream...looked like it came out
       of my scull, out of the back of my scull and from the inside to
       be exact. Than I looked at the clock, and realized it has only
       past some 25 minutes since I went to bed (it was complete dark)
       ...I was petrified...for some 20 minutes i was trying to get
       back to myself and waited to be at least 5.30h to call my
       mother...then, so I did, I asked her to come over...I thought I
       was losing my mind...As soon as I phoned her, I was sooo tired,
       I decided in a "good" orthodox tradition to light a candle while
       waiting for her to come (she lived just a block away, takes her
       10 minutes to arrive), but I had none others but "slava" candle
       with a paper flower rapped around its base, it was only 1/3 of
       the candle left, so I didn't take the paper fluffy flower off (I
       was soo disturbed to say the least) lit it, and lay back on the
       bed resolved to wait for my mother...next thing I remembered is
       heavy smoke all around me, and my mother yelling telling me to
       get up and get out of the room. Apparently, I fell asleep, a
       heavy sleep, it took her some less then 10 minutes to arrive,
       she had a key luckily, she opened a door and saw the candle, the
       paper, the table cloth, and the paint of the door next to that
       table burning, room was filled with heavy black smoke, and I was
       sound asleep...to this day I can't find any earthly reasonable
       explanation of what happened to me, but as soon as Yah touched
       my heart it came back to my mind as vividly as the day it
       happened...it all happened in 2000 (summer/autumn I think), I
       only in 2016. I found my saviour and since then I'm trying my
       best to walk in Yah's statutes and to hear my shepherd's voice
       wherever and whenever.
       Sorry for the length of my story, I actually never shared this
       like this, nobody know this apart from my ex husband an closest
       friends...and my  (now late) mother obviously...
       [/quote]Oh what an honor to hear that story and to know the
       treasure that God finds in you to draw you to Himself in such a
       powerful way.  How wonderful that He brought you here to share
       your story and to know that you are Loved.  I got chills reading
       your words.  Nothing can harm us when we are secure in the arms
       of the Living God.
       Previously I talked about how I had demonic visitations after I
       came to Christ.  The last of the visitations went like this...I
       was praying and saw a figure that appeared to be Christ (this
       was all in my minds eye so to speak, not really a dream but more
       like a vision) so I ran to him and wrapped my arms around my
       Savior.  Just as his arms wrapped around me I saw a knife in his
       hands and he tried to stab me in the back but before he could
       harm me, he changed into a demon and vanished.  Previously when
       I talked about demonic visitations I said that God taught me
       that I was safe in His arms, that nothing at all could harm me.
       That day sealed that lesson in my mind and your story reminds me
       that God is our protector and guardian and all we need to do is
       seek Him and trust Him completely for nothing can harm us when
       we belong to the King of Kings and Lord of Lords.
       Thanks again for the inspiration and reminders.
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       Re: Spiritual Attacks
       By: katarina.todorovic Date: October 25, 2018, 3:33 pm
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       [quote author=Lori Bolinger link=topic=146.msg1823#msg1823
       date=1540495841]
       Oh what an honor to hear that story and to know the treasure
       that God finds in you to draw you to Himself in such a powerful
       way.  How wonderful that He brought you here to share your story
       and to know that you are Loved.  I got chills reading your
       words.  Nothing can harm us when we are secure in the arms of
       the Living God.
       Previously I talked about how I had demonic visitations after I
       came to Christ.  The last of the visitations went like this...I
       was praying and saw a figure that appeared to be Christ (this
       was all in my minds eye so to speak, not really a dream but more
       like a vision) so I ran to him and wrapped my arms around my
       Savior.  Just as his arms wrapped around me I saw a knife in his
       hands and he tried to stab me in the back but before he could
       harm me, he changed into a demon and vanished.  Previously when
       I talked about demonic visitations I said that God taught me
       that I was safe in His arms, that nothing at all could harm me.
       That day sealed that lesson in my mind and your story reminds me
       that God is our protector and guardian and all we need to do is
       seek Him and trust Him completely for nothing can harm us when
       we belong to the King of Kings and Lord of Lords.
       Thanks again for the inspiration and reminders.
       [/quote]
       Thank you, dear Lori, Yeshua showed me the way to find
       fellowship i so need, no one in my surroundings is saved, they
       all think I'm loopy for believing Yah, and keeping his
       commandments, yet my daughter and I are trying our best to be in
       the world but not to be of the world, even her father (my ex
       husband who is alchoholic) is trying slowly to walk the
       walk...he quit eating pork, he keeps sabbats, reads Gods word (I
       gave him more contemporary translation of the Bible)...he still
       drinks, but I keep praying with my daughter for him to be healed
       and for my son (who is selfprofessed atheist... ) to open his
       eyes and realize there is no life without Yeshua, it is just a
       vain show. That is why, now I've found Yeshua, my thurst for him
       and his word keeps growing, I want to make up for the lost
       time...I just want Yah to use me and put this love I'm feeling
       in the hardened hearts of other people and to see them becoming
       of flash, just as his word became flesh ...
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