The Intro;
This is my Testimony of how I met God and became a believer in him. Before, I would question other people's faith in God. Some talked about their personal experiences, but most used Religious text as their proof. From my perspective that was never enough evidence. My thought process was that the Holy books were fictitious stories thousands of years old. Not to be worshipped by the modern era, but researched as our historical past. I also thought that people in the Holy books could have been important figures of their time. Everyone wanted to gossip about them, much like today's society with celebrities. Their stories would have been told, far and wide, by individuals who were not related to the origins of the story. Each time these individuals retold a story, it would be slightly different, exaggerated, and each time these stories would have been more and more embellished. These untruthful stories would then be written as gospel. I wanted indisputable proof of a God, not fabricated manuscripts. I would need physical evidence or have my own experience, if I was ever going to be a committed believer in God. Well, God did just that. I was blind to the truth, and I now see the reality. Satan likes to conceal the truth in plain sight, with his own illusive lies. This is why I was so quick to dismiss others' faith in God.
People in the Story;
Michael, I work at the H-E-B Warehouse in Houston, Texas. I have two children, they are twins. A boy Aston and a girl Aurie. I was Agnostic, not Atheist there is a difference. Agnostic: a person who believes that nothing is known or can be known of the existence or nature of God or understanding of anything beyond material phenomena; a person who claims neither faith nor disbelief in God.
Elusha, a long time friend of mine. We served in the military together, we also contracted in Dubai as civilians. We have been discussing Bitcoin a lot with each other. He is Atheist, to him everything is a coincidence, or you have to put in the hard work to get where you are in life. As a child he was adopted from a Russian orphanage by an American family who are missionaries.
Gwen, the mother of my children, She is a travel nurse who has believed in God and Jesus for as long as I've known her.
Tony, A coworker of mine and a good friend. We started working for H-E-B around the same time. He believes in God.
Victor, a friend and a co-worker of mine at H-E-B. He is a strong believer in Christ.
Karrie, my Mom, is a firm believer in God.
Stephan, my Dad, believes in God.
Jacob, I consider him a mentor and a good friend. The most fair person I know. I met him while working in Dubai. He is a very strong believer in God.
The Story;
Sunday night, 3 January 2021, at 10:08pm I had made it home, from a date. I texted the woman to make sure she also made it home safely. Then I was looking at the Cryptocurrency exchange on my computer, more specifically the price of DigiByte. I started snacking on some gummy bears while investing in crypto. I then realized that they were not regular gummy bears but instead edible weed gummies. It was too late, I had eaten the whole bag but one. It's rare I partake in this activity, I've eaten edibles two other times before this. I knew I was going to feel sick by how much I ate. I decided to lay down, and sleep it off instead. On 4 January 2021, early Monday morning around 3am. I was woken up by a jolt to the top of my head. I then felt this higher-power trying to give me knowledge. I was scared at first, but I was able to talk with it. Asking questions with a yes or no answer. This entity would then move my head, up and down for yes, and left to right for no. I asked the question, "Is this the reason it's called the gateway drug?" I got the answer yes. This entity started to climb inside my body, one limb at a time, as if I were clothes. I asked "If it was okay to be doing this and if it was safe" it replied yes to both. As this entity entered further inside my body, I could perceive more than just yes and no answers. I could interpret it's thoughts and feelings as my own. I kept asking other questions while it was doing this. I could feel this entity trying to give me a sense of urgency, or lose my only opportunity for this knowledge. When I did ask questions, I would be slowing down the entity from entering my body. It also had to stop entering my body when I physically resisted it. The entity continued to rush me. I asked "If I was going to be a bad person for doing this" it told me no, I would actually become a hero for humanity. I felt the entity almost done joining us together. I then asked the entity one final question. "Would I become a fat guy, if you take over my body?" it replied yes. The entity immediately sensed that I did not like the answer that was given. The entity started stripping me off, undoing the progress that we had made together, one extremity at a time. I told the entity, "NO wait! I'm sorry, if this is really going to help others around the world, I don't mind being a fat person." The entity asked if I was positive, and I couldn't take it back. I replied, "yes, I am 100% sure now." The entity re-entered my body once again, but even faster. I then felt the entity put my face on last. That is when I could tell we were fully linked and joined as one. The entity had me perform a ritual, while lying in bed. After that was over with, I stood up and walked over to my computer. As I was walking away, I felt a disconnection from my body. I turned around to make sure I wasn't leaving my body behind. That's when the entity revealed to me, it was Satan.
I yelled, "Get out, you tricked me!" I was furious that Satan had deceived me, into giving up my body. Satan replied, "It's too late you are already possessed." I asked Satan. "So this stuff (God, Heaven, and Hell) is real, and me being a non-believer in God, I was able to be possessed?" Satan responded, yes, and that I am one of dumb ones. I denied that answer, I thought to myself there's no way this can be real, maybe it's the drugs messing with me. How could Satan be talking with me, when I didn't believe in such things? How could I manifest something I never once worried myself with? That is when Satan told me I was actually him, and that we are the same. I didn't accept that either. Satan then made my right hand move from my forehead to my belly button in a straight line. Then moved both my arms out together shoulder height, and a foot away from my face, with my palms facing me. With that gesture Satan explained "We are one." I told Satan, "This can't be real, because I have to relax my muscles for you to take control over my body." I was then fighting Satan to prove to him, and myself, that he didn't have any power over me and it was just all in my head. I wouldn't let him control me anymore. After about a minute of fighting with Satan, I was feeling fatigued. I could tell Satan was trying to show me something. Fighting Satan was becoming very strenuous, I gave in and my muscles went limp. Satan then suspended both my arms in the air and had me walk around in a circle. Telling me, "See you are my puppet and I am the Puppet Master." Satan then laughed out loud, which made me have to laugh out loud, but this laugh didn't sound like my laugh. This laugh had a very deep heavy bass, the laugh of the Devil. That's when I truly realized, I was possessed by Satan, and I am in real danger. God suddenly appeared saying he was here to save me. I instantly felt hope overflowing within me. I was relieved God was here to rescue me. Satan then abruptly laughed at me, It was all a ruse. Satan tricked me three times before I quit believing it was God. I had given up all faith that God was here to save me. I kept allowing myself to be misled, because I was so desperate to be saved, knowing this was all real. Satan explained to me, this is his favorite scheme, to give false hope to every person he possesses. He finds it the most entertaining, even more than physically torturing. I came to accept that I was Satan and I was going to rule Hell. Satan said, no I won't rule Hell. I only have a certain amount of time as him until he finds his next host. When he finds his next host, I will go to Hell and be tortured alive for all of eternity. I asked Satan, "Since we are one, and I have your powers, can I do anything I want before leaving Earth?" Satan replied with the strongest, darkest, the most sinister and wicked "yes" I had ever felt. It was as if Satan was excited for me to play with his powers. I asked, "With your powers can I make sure my friends and family will never go to Hell, but only Heaven?" Satan replied, with an unamused yes. Then I asked, "Can I help my family never struggle with money or any earthly possessions that come their way?" Satan replied, yes, very alluringly. I told Satan, "Fine, all I want with your powers, is for my family to be successful in life so they won't struggle with money, and I want everyone I know to enter Heaven and never go to Hell." I thought to myself, since I am going to Hell anyways. I didn't want anyone I loved, to have to suffer and spend eternity in Hell nor did I want them to experience Satan's wickedness.
Seconds later, God showed up and spoke to me and said he was here. I could tell this was the one true God and not one of Satan's devices. I called out to God, "OH GOD, PLEASE SAVE ME!" repeatedly. I was feeling schizophrenic, God had then cast Satan out of my body. I looked straight up and saw a bright light above me. I advanced towards the light. I then started swimming straight up out of Hell. Which I thought was very strange, that I had to swim out of Hell, and that I was already in Hell and didn't know it. God explained, I was in the Lake of Fire and had to swim out. Also the reason I couldn't see Hell, is because it was a part of Satan's final scheme. After swimming out of Hell, I was running on a flat plain, then unexpectedly up onto stairs. I realized I was running up to Heaven. I was then running faster than my body was capable of. I eventually made it to the top, standing in front of the Gates of Heaven, it stretched as far as the eye could see. The Gates of Heaven had a presence that felt inviting. I was standing, on the outside of Heaven, waiting for the Gates to open. That's when God revealed to me, It's not my time to die. God told me he had other plans. God began to guide me, back to Earth, I felt my whole body descending gracefully down. I then felt my feet touch ground again, it was as if it was my very first time on Earth, followed up by the rest of my body.
Even though I never physically moved from where I stood when I saw the light. I went from Earth, to Hell, to Heaven, back to Earth again, and it was all spiritual. When I was back on Earth, Satan Immediately started to attack me. He wanted me back in Hell. God was contesting Satan. God told me to stay calm and focus on him. I was trying to keep myself on Earth by obeying God's words. God said to me, keep looking towards the light, and do not look into the darkness. I asked God, "if a light bulb would work." He replied yes. I felt Satan distracting me away from the light. Satan would make me want to sit down, walk around, or do any other thing besides focus on the light. I had to fight Satan's temptations. He was very influential, he got me doing other things by pretending to be God himself. Then our one true God, would get my attention back. Telling me, don't fall for any of Satan's tricks. I told God, "But, Satan is very powerful." God replied with the utmost confidence "Yes but, I am stronger" I felt reassurance after hearing that, but I still needed to stay calm and focus on God. He told me to start drinking water to help cleanse Satan. I drank a bottle of water, God told me to keep drinking. I ended up drinking three bottles of water. I then told God, "I can't drink anymore, I'm going to throw up" God said, that's okay it was enough. I would ask for God's permission before doing anything, so that I wouldn't be controlled by Satan. I was convinced that God had me drinking Holy Water, and I didn't want to spew the water out. I felt if I did, I was going to strengthen Satan. I asked God if I could throw the water up. I was feeling really sick now. God replied, yes, I could hurl up the water, but I needed to turn on all the lights in the house, and keep the bathroom door open. I went to vomit out the water, but the dinner I ate from last night also came out, alongside with the edibles that were in my system. I asked God if I had overdosed? He told me yes, and if I didn't get the drugs flushed out my system, I would have died. I now had to just focus on the light but, Satan was back again relentlessly fighting for my body. God told me to stay underneath his light, and away from the darkness. After focusing on God's light a second time, I couldn't be deceived by Satan.
Now Satan started to make me feel sleepy. God told me to stay awake, it's not safe to sleep. This was extremely difficult for me to stay awake. Fighting the physical urge to sleep proved to be involuntary. At one point I was so tired I even laid down on the tile floor. God then told me to get up and resist the urge to sleep. I jumped up off the floor. God said that I needed to wait for the drug effects to fade away before sleeping. That we (God, Satan and myself) were going to be fighting this battle for a while. After some time had passed, I couldn't resist my desire to sleep any longer. I laid down and slept for just a brief moment. Satan was able to possess my body once again. Now being possessed, I was no longer tired. I was lying in bed wide awake, disappointed in myself and aggrieved at Satan. I started to curse Satan for possessing me again. I wanted Satan to spin the ceiling fan that was above my head. I was trying to taunt him into using these so-called powers he bragged about earlier. I did that because I knew he would have to leave my body to spin that fan. Unfortunately he knew my plan since our thoughts were one. I stopped fighting him and relaxed my body. Satan then started waving my left index finger, back-and-forth gesturing, "no, no, no, not going to happen." God was still there, fighting for me. God told me to call out his name. I intuitively started chanting, "The Blood of Jesus!, The Blood of Jesus!, The Blood of Jesus! " I then started chanting, "Jesus please save me!" over and over. With that God was able to cast Satan out of my body a second time. God was telling me that this battle was almost over, this exchange between God and Satan felt like it lasted hours upon hours, I was completely exhausted. I then felt God entering my body. God's presence within me was calm, soothing, peaceful, and full of love. Unlike Satan's possession being brash and unruly, the last thing Satan did was put my face on. The last thing God did was foreign. I felt a strange sensation in my back. I then had to sit up and hunch over. That is when I felt wings burst out of my back. God then had me perform the same ritual as Satan from earlier, but God did it in reverse. At that moment, I realized the ritual was a portal. God said, I could now sleep in peace, Satan is gone, but he will return. It was around 5:10am. As I laid there in bed, I was talking with God. Asking him if I am going to Heaven? God reassured me saying, yes, I am now Saved, and I won't be going back to Hell. I asked God if I was an Angel because I felt the wings in my back, he replied no. I was a bit saddened by that answer but, I was still extremely grateful to God for showing me his love and saving me. I then started to cry when I asked God, "Why did you save me?" God took my left arm and pointed my index finger towards the Heavens. Then brought my finger to my chest, circled my heart, and tapped it two times. saying, "Because I have a good heart".
I woke up that morning around 8:30am not hearing anymore voices, God or Satan, it was now quiet, they were both gone. My first thought was I needed to Save Ilya (Elusha) and tell him the truth about God. Since he knew I didn't believe in a God. I thought he might believe me, if I told him about this incredible story. I called him on the phone and we started talking. I described to him the events that took place. He doubted me, and thought I was just hallucinating from eating too many edibles. Ilya told me to document this event while it was still fresh on my mind, so I wouldn't forget any details. Ilya explained I could always go back and remember this moment. I listened to him, and I recorded a video about what happened. It was roughly a 10 minute video explaining everything I remembered at the time. I went to send the video to Ilya but I noticed the 10 minute video wasn't there anymore. It was now split into two videos. a 42 second, and a 8 minute video. I tried sending both videos to Ilya but only the 42 second video would send. Since the 8 minute video did not send. I decided to video call Ilya right away, and show him the ritual movements that God and Satan had me enact. After the video call, Ilya texted me back saying he was worried about me. That I needed to take a shower, drink some orange juice, and get some rest.
Soon after God appeared. God explained to me that I couldn't show that video to anyone. I described and displayed how to do the ritual in too much detail, and no one else should ever know how to construct that portal. I made a promise with God, that I would never show or perform that ritual again. God commanded me to delete the video, I obeyed him. I texted Ilya back, and asked him to also not show anyone else that ritual. Hearing God talk with me again. I asked him many questions about life, family, religion and much more. God explained, I was being tested by him. I had passed God's Test, and that is why I am now Saved. When my time is done on Earth, I will be joining him in Heaven. God also told me, he will test everyone, before they are allowed to enter Heaven. The Test is much easier for those who are believers and followers of God. However the test for non-believers like myself, who know about God and choose to ignore him, or have disbelief in God. Will have to take the most rigorous of tests to join our God in Heaven. No matter our pasts, God loves us all, and will give everyone an opportunity to join him in the Heavenly Kingdom.
God told me he created everything in this universe as we know it, and that he also created extraterrestrial beings. God explained, they are on Earth already and they will show themselves to us one day. God wanted to reassure everyone, just because there are other intelligent beings, he doesn't want people to lose faith in him. I asked God, "if you created everything as we know it, then who created you?" God replied, "No one, I am the beginning and the end." God said to me there is no such place as purgatory, only Heaven, Hell, and Earth. Earth being the physical realm and both Heaven and Hell are the spiritual realms. I asked, how many people will make it into Heaven. God told me 82% of all people will go to Heaven, and 18% will go to Hell. I asked God if there will ever be 100% of people who enter into Heaven. God replied, yes. I asked, "when would that happen." God told me at the end of time, when Earth is no longer here. I asked God about all the different religions of the world, and which of them are the correct religion. When I asked that question, only Christianity, Islam, and Judaism came into my mind. God replied, "None, they all praise me in their own way, no matter how different they may be, they are all seeing me." I asked God if technology is making it harder for people to worship him. He said, "no, It is easier, but it is also easier for Satan to tempt." I asked God if I now needed to attend church, since he saved me. God replied, "No, believe in me, in your heart of hearts." I also asked God if he put me back on Earth to save those who were like me, the non-believers. God replied, "yes I did, and to save those who are struggling with their faith in me." That is when God told me to call Gwen.
I called Gwen on the phone. I told her about what happened, and I am now a believer in God. I told her that God is still here talking with me, and If you wanted to ask him any questions, I would relay God's answers. Gwen then asked, "Will my faith be restored?" God did not answer, there was silence. I told Gwen he didn't answer, maybe you need to ask another question. I could hear Gwen starting to panic. She then explained that she had gone and seen a few psychics within the past 8 months. Ever since then she has been questioning her faith in God. Gwen kept having bad things happen to her. She would pray to God, but felt like God wasn't reciprocating anything back. As I was about to ask God how could we help her. Satan then appeared. I told Gwen, "Satan is back!" She told me to start listening to spiritual cleansing blessing prayers, and we hung up the phone. I placed the phone face down on my wireless charger. I then found a prayer on YouTube and I played it over my speakers. I could feel Satan's darkness surround me, Satan was especially annoyed at God. Satan thought he had the right of ownership over me and wanted me back in Hell. The war was starting back up again. I was listening to the blessing prayer. The prayer talks about getting rid of souvenirs, to cast the devil out. God then told me to get rid of the remaining weed I had left in my drawer. I placed the drugs in a trash bag and walked it to the dumpster. When I tossed the souvenirs into the trash I felt Satan leave. As I came back into the house, I was hearing the prayer still playing. I was feeling relieved. God told me to check on Gwen. I went to call Gwen back, but I noticed she was already on the phone call for about 8 minutes. I said hello, she replied, "I am here. I've just been listening to that prayer you were playing. I have heard it about 2 times." I asked Gwen, "Did you not hang up when I said bye?" Gwen replied, "I did hang up and you called me back." I told her, "I did not call you back. I was throwing away my souvenirs." God explained, he had called Gwen back, and that she needed to toss out her souvenirs that were from the psychics. I relayed God's message. Gwen replied, "No, I don't have any." I heard God say, the phone. I questioned God, repeating him, "The phone?" God said, Throw the phone out. With no hesitation I said, "Throw the phone out?" Realizing I was saying all this out loud. I told Gwen, "No, wait this can't be right." I questioned if this could be Satan again pretending to be God, trying to keep Gwen from hearing the blessing prayer. Gwen said she would call me back. I told her " No, don't hang up or if you do, find the prayer and listen to it". When Gwen hung up I decided to send her my hyper-link instead of giving her the time to find it. Gwen had called me back about 8 minutes later, and we listened to the prayer together one more time. Gwen then explained to me, she had downloaded applications on her phone from the multiple psychics she had visited since May 2020. Once she deleted all those apps, she had felt everything go back to normal, Gwen's faith in God had been restored. God said, "Gwen can now ask her questions with me." I told Gwen I would be her mediator. This was an absent period in time for me. Gwen had asked her questions, privately with God. I only heard Gwen say, "Well thank you again Michael." I immediately replied, "Ooooh no that wasn't me that was God" and then I felt God making me laugh saying, "Yes it was me God". Gwen had thanked God. She then asked, how I was feeling, the only word that came to my mind was, "Enlightened." Gwen said, "That is the perfect word."
That whole day I wouldn't do anything unless I had asked for God's permission, because Satan would still show up randomly throughout the day. As the day went on I felt Satan getting weaker. I asked God if I could wash my clothes at the Laundromat he replied, "yes, it was safe." God was then answering even more questions that I had. God would answer everything that came into my mind, even before I could fully ask the question. God also answered questions I didn't want to know. That was becoming annoying to me, but that annoyance was the Devil trying to answer his own questions with me. I had to ask God if Satan was still here with us. If Satan wasn't, God would just say no. If he was, God would say, yes, but simultaneously Satan would say, no. I would laugh to myself when this occurred, it would remind me of my twins bickering with each other.
Around 4pm God guided me towards a Church. God led me to St. Elizabeth Ann Seton Catholic Church of Houston Texas. I hadn't been to church since I was a child, let alone a Catholic Church. I asked God if anyone was going to be there. I thought Churches were going to be closed. For one, due to Covid-19 they were not allowing Church services that I knew of. For second, because I thought church services were only on a Sunday and it was a Monday. I started driving, the GPS said 35 minutes, there was heavy traffic due to rush hour. Everyone was getting off work, but I also felt like it was Satan trying to keep me away from the Church. I would drive very cautiously, God reassured me that everything was okay, and he wouldn't let anything happen to me. I drove onto the Church's parking lot, and saw about a dozen vehicles parked. I walked inside but only the Perpetual Adoration of the Blessed Sacrament was open. I saw a few people in there, I sat quietly praying at the altar. Afterwards I got up and walked around, and saw Holy Water. God told me to wash my face with it and drink it. I had then gone outside, looking to ask anyone if there was a Pastor here at the Church. The elderly woman I talked with told me not yet, Mass starts at 7pm and I am a little early. I was able to talk with God all the way up until Mass started. Before God left, he let me know everything was going to be alright and I was in good hands. One of the sermon's discussed that night was Luke 15, The Prodigal Son. When Mass had finished, I had met with the Father. I told him about what had transpired. The Fathers name was also Michael. Father Michael gave me passages to study. mainly Ephesians 6 putting on God's armor. I thought to myself, God's will, everything had fallen into place perfectly. I was attending the St. Elizabeth Ann Seton Catholic Church, it was January 4th the feast day of Saint Elizabeth Ann, the sermon of the Prodigal Son, and the Fathers name also being Michael, I felt renewed.
When I got home I started to study the word of God using YouTube that night. Going to bed I had felt scared, it had been less than 24 hours since I was at war. I went to bed on the sofa listening to the spiritual cleansing prayer from earlier in the day. I woke up on Tuesday the 5th, around 3am, being attacked by Satan. I called out to God to protect me, and God guided me towards a prayer on YouTube called, "Prayers that Rout Demons & Break Curses- John Eckhardt." God told me that this is a very powerful prayer. I went to bed praising God for having mercy upon me. I woke up that morning and headed to work at 8:30am. As I walked through the door my coworker Tony was sitting there. He asked, "How is everything going, and if I was okay?" I was hesitant to even say anything, I didn't want to sound like an insane person. I felt God telling me it's okay I can talk about it. So I told Tony about the events that occurred. He believed my story. Tony said, "you're not the type of guy who makes things up." That made me feel a bit better. Later on, Victor came over to my work area. Vic works in another part of the warehouse. He came over to see how things were going with me. Again, I was hesitant to even say anything about what had happened, but I did. Vic also believed me, then he started telling me how one of his cousins had been possessed by a demon. I was shocked that people were believing in me. Granted they were good friends, but still, it was comforting to know they didn't think of me as some lunatic or make fun of me for it. Later on that night I talked with Gwen, she told me I should tell my parents, I told Gwen I would think about it. I went to bed on the sofa, still a bit scared. Again, I was attacked by Satan at 3am on the 6th of January. I called out to God for his protection, and he was there to help me. Later that day, I did end up telling my Mom about what happened to me, she was relieved to hear I was safe. She also told me, I was blessed to have such a rare and special gift from God. That night before going to bed, I prayed to God for protection while I slept. I was able to sleep through the whole night without being attacked. On the 7th of January, I decided to tell my Dad what had happened to me. I told him, I was able to talk with God about Grandma, and that she is in Heaven with Grandpa. My Grandma Rose had died recently on Christmas night the 25th of December 2020. The death was still fresh in our minds, and I wanted to ease any pain my Dad might have had. My Dad told me I should write this event down and keep a record of it. On the 8th of January is when I told Jacob, about my experience with God.
I remembered a certain story Jake talked about. This is just one of the many reasons why he was such a strong belief in God. Jake was driving home one night, and blacked out driving over the Chesapeake-Bay Bridge in Virginia. He had woken up on the other side of the Bridge still driving. Jake explained, he was the only one in the car. That there was absolutely no one else, other than God who helped him get across that bridge. When Jake told me that story originally, I felt like he was just extremely lucky. Now with my new found faith, I knew it was God who had saved Jake's life that night. That's the reason I was inspired to share my story with Jake, is because God had saved me too.
On 9th of January around 6:30am I felt something miraculous. God woke me up from my sleep. God talked with me briefly, saying that I needed to share my story with the world. God also had a short message, to all his children. "To have an open mind, to be compassionate and generous towards one another, and to be selfless."
In Conclusion;
God works in very mysterious ways. I was a non-believer, who didn't have any previous knowledge of God, and thought most the stories regarding God were fallacious. Funny enough, God now has me writing a story about him. I think this shows God's comedic side, and I truly appreciate him for that. I have full faith that God is guiding me in the right direction. I am thankful to God for all the love he has shown me, and will continue to show me. I also want to thank the BibleProject and Rabbi Manis Friedman on YouTube for the lessons they have taught there.
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