Johanna Michaelsen #fundie jashow.org

The long and the short of many experiences and many demonic battles that I had, although I didn’t recognize them as such, was one night when I was on my way to Birdie’s chalet. Birdie was one of the counselors with whom I was sharing. Thinking about something totally irrelevant, suddenly, John, out of the literally clear blue sky, this blackness enveloped me and I heard voices whispering in my ear, in my right ear. And a cold chilled breath on the side of my neck; and a presence of evil like I’d never felt. And believe me, I had felt some during my college years; but when I began working with a medium, when I began working with Mind Control, I would simply center myself, call on my good guide, surround myself in the “white light” of Jesus, and these things would leave. I thought I had it made. But here it was, and I couldn’t conjure it away! I tried calling on the name of my guide, “Jesus.” “He can’t help you! We’re going to kill you!” the voices shrieked. And I was trying to call on Cuauhtemoc, Pachita’s guide, and they shrieked even louder, and I broke into a panic. I started to run, in the darkness. And suddenly, John, what I can only describe as a fist came through, hit me in the back, pitched me forward. I couldn’t even call on the name of Jesus at this point. But the Lord knew and He rescued me from that. I ran into the counselor’s room, Birdie. She said, “What’s the matter with you?” I was covered with mud. Took me into a little room to pray for me. I couldn’t even hear her. We were swept up in a giant whirlwind somehow in my mind.

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