Thank you for taking the time to check out my blog. This is sort of a continuation of the last post I put up. I am a bit limited with time and need to get to bed soon. Life is still busy, busy! I am working a lot and we are getting ready to move. We have a less than a week till moving day and to be honest, we are at our ends with the apartment. As I think about everything that has happened and continues to happen there, I have a hunch as to what may be going on. The place gave me the creeps since the very first time we were shown the apartment. I felt uneasy and at first couldn't really grasp it. Not as much as I do now. I truly believe that what ever is there, was residing there since before we moved in. Perhaps it was conjured by a prior tenant or possibly someone who is residing in that building. This being (or beings) want us out and I don't think it intends to follow us out. Something demonic may be happening behind closed doors at that place. I would hate to assume but I have a pretty good idea as to why I think that.
We have boxes being tipped over and light switches still spontaneously being turned on and off, despite the fact I place duct tape over the switches. It gets ripped right off. Unfortunately, the activity seems to happen when my son is in a room by himself. What to make of this, I do not know. I am a firm believer in Jesus Christ. I wholeheartedly believe that He is in control and He has a desired work to do through this situation. I am using this as an opportunity to let you know that there is a very real battle going on. Good vs. evil. There is a battle for the souls of men. That includes you. It breaks my heart every time I hear someone misuse Jesus' name. I think of how He died for me and everyone in the world. I think of the power that is in HIS name. He has the power to shake the ground in which we walk and He has already conquered the grave. He brought me from death to life and I pray constantly for others to receive Him just the same.
I just wrote what was on my heart to share. Please take time to consider these things. Demons are real. They hate you, they especially hate God's children. Even more so, God is real. He is the Author and Giver of life. Jesus died on the cross and was risen. He is alive today! Demons are from the pit of hell and they want to drag unbelievers right down with them. If you want to delete me because I share this, that is fine. It's evident then that this has more to do with your eternal condition before God than it has to do personally with me.
The cleaning house continues and I am thankful that I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength. I am always interested in hearing your comments and if you ever want to talk about God, feel free to msg. me. No question is ever a stupid question. Feel free to ask about my faith, the Bible and the strange happenings at our apartment. It's all linked together somehow. Good night!
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
Wednesday, September 4, 2013
Cleaning House
I am so thankful for the little time I have right now to get a post written. I have been working a lot and life is just full of all kinds of chaos at the moment. As always, the name of my post is pretty random and based on whatever comes to mind. I am in the midst of working fulltime, schooling my son and also starting the process of cleaning and packing for our upcoming move. We are finally transitioning from apartment life to house life. I am so excited! In the meantime, there is so much that needs to be done and balancing out time has been such a challenge. I am looking forward to seeing the outcome of all of this.
Another type of house cleaning is in the works. As very few of you might know, my son and I have been experiencing some paranormal activity at our current apartment. We moved in last October and so we are actually nearing the end of our 1 year lease. I remember the strange vibe I had when we first went to see the apartment. It was in poor condition and despite that, the landlord is just a sweet lady and I knew that she would make sure things were in tiptop shape before we moved in. During the apartment showing, there was a young couple present. They were just cuddling in a corner and appeared sad. They didn't say anything while we were there. Not even when the landlord thanked them for allowing us to come through. I just trusted the Lord that this was the place He had opened for us to move to.
I haven't been able to shake off the creepy feeling at the apartment, then or now. There weren't anything major happening at first. It was just an odd sense I had that didn't seem right. As a past "ghost hunter" and now a believer in Christ for over 7 years, my view of the spiritual realm has changed radically. I don't sit around and dwell on the possibly that a spirit of a dead person trying to communicate with me. But anyway, shortly after our move I stopped working at the coffee shop and started attending school at the local technical college. I also picked up a part-time office assistant job at the tech. My son and I were constantly on the go. It was around Christmastime that we started to pick up on little things that didn't take long to set us off.
At first I'd notice that when I used the restroom in the morning and went to lay back down, the bathroom light would be back on. I am very avid of turning off all lights when not in the room. I checked on my son and he was still sound asleep in his room. It was strange and it made me nervous. I let my son sleep in my room on the airbed that following night. After my trip to the bathroom the next morning, I KNOW I had turned off the light. I went back to my room, closed the door and went back to bed because it was really early. My son was sound asleep. When we got up, I opened my bedroom door and right away, noticed the bathroom door was closed tight and the light on. My son did not get up at all or I would've my door creak. I am a very light sleeper. We both were pretty spooked.
On another occasion, when we were in our own bedrooms, I woke up to see one side of my closet door open. I ALWAYS sleep with the closet doors shut. I had a bad vibe right away and I no doubt began to think there was a demon trying to scare me. I was also woken out of a light sleep one morning by a child's voice that said, "Centipede!", as though it were trying to scare me. It sounded as though a child was right beside my bed and it was not my son's voice. I went to his room, and as you know it, he was sleeping soundly. I also woke up one morning and notice the storage door off the patio was open. I had a chair against it and there is a carpet on the patio. The fact the storage door opened from the inside was puzzling. It was very windy that night, but logically, it made no sense as to why it was open. Even testing it out to see how it was possible, made no sense.
I'm sure you're probably thinking yea right, she's out of her mind. This happened around November and Christmas of last year. It was then that we had another chain of events.
It was my son's weekend to stay with his dad. We were still fairly new at the apartment. In all honestly, the place gave me the creeps. I had a lamp plugged in on the dining room table and it made a nice soft lighting ambiance. I decided to sleep in the living room that night on the airbed. I moved the lamp into the kitchen so it would be more dim and I really like the soft light. I was like "Okay!" and then I went to brush my teeth. All of a sudden in the midst of that, I heard a loud whipping sound as though perhaps something fell. I don't know how to describe it. I paused the brushing and with raised eyebrows, walked out to the kitchen and it was completely dark. My lamp was aggressively unplugged by an unseen force.
We also started hearing unusual knockings in the walls. My son discovered it the first time it happened. I told him it was probably just the neighbor and told him to go to bed. It didn't continue that night. The second night, I had company and the knocking was more intense. I almost thought someone was pounding at the door. But it was in the walls between the kitchen and bathroom. It was crazy! I started to feel like something was there that shouldn't be. We checked with the neighbor on one side of us, which didn't seemed logical because it was 2:30am. She wasn't even home. We went back to my apartment where the knocking and pounding grew louder, mainly in the bathroom. When I used the bathroom, the knocking sounded like something was knocking right above my head on the wall. I pretty much ran out of the room screaming. It makes me laugh when I recall that moment. My son was getting something to drink in the kitchen and he saw my picture above the kitchen sink fall off. That's how loud it was. I felt as though I needed to get my Bible out and start reading Psalm 91. I remember my sis suggesting for me to read that at the time a new believer and if I got scared. As I was reading, I got so scared I was in tears. The knocking grew more intense. By the time I stopped reading, the pounding stopped completely. I was shaking and crying. It was odd for me to act like I did with having company over. After that, we all went to the living room, my son, friend and I. I said a prayer and we all went to bed soundly in the same room. I was so scared!
So, as time went on over the next several months, we've had many knocking and pounding episodes. Not just in the one wall between kitchen and bathroom. It started going from wall to wall. Recently, we've been experiencing a foul garlic smell that is hard to describe. It is hard to get rid of or cover up. It actually makes me sick, that smell. Also the lights started turning on and off, switches being messed with. If I put tape on the switches, it would be ripped off when my back was turned. I had a pastor and his wife over this past weekend to pray over the apartment. Nothing happened when they were over. However, the knocking has continued and the smell is still there. The last couple nights, we have heard knocking at our apartment door (in a secured building, mind you) and no one is at the door when I open it. No matter if I'm standing right by it or not. Thankfully, during my parents second visit to check things out, they were able to witness the knocking at the door. A real aggressive knocking as though someone was actually there, but no one is seen. It's just creepy!
In conclusion, my dad and I both heard from the Lord that this demon(s) must be cast out by prayer and fasting. I am so tired right now, but I will get those Bible verses posted at a later time so you know it is biblical. My son and I are staying with my parents for now until we rid the apartment of the demonic presence. My parents are convinced, as well as my neighbors, that something is amiss at our apartment. My parents thought I was making it up until they heard and smelled it for themselves. It has been about a year now with all of this going on and I am so glad we found a nice house to move into. I think that whatever this is, it wants us gone because of our belief in Christ. I do have some videos of the knocking and hope to get it up someday just so you can have an idea of what it was like. Of course, experiencing it first hand is a lot different.
We are sure to have a resolution soon and are going to see if it is gone, smell and all, by this Saturday. We are just doing as the Lord commands with all authority and power in Jesus' name. Please, stay tuned for Cleaning House Part 2, where I will have an update. Thank you for reading about all of this madness. I am so ready for bed now but I hope you are blessed with a peaceful night's sleep and think about God. Whether you know Him or not, just consider who He is. God. My life is amazing because of Him!
Another type of house cleaning is in the works. As very few of you might know, my son and I have been experiencing some paranormal activity at our current apartment. We moved in last October and so we are actually nearing the end of our 1 year lease. I remember the strange vibe I had when we first went to see the apartment. It was in poor condition and despite that, the landlord is just a sweet lady and I knew that she would make sure things were in tiptop shape before we moved in. During the apartment showing, there was a young couple present. They were just cuddling in a corner and appeared sad. They didn't say anything while we were there. Not even when the landlord thanked them for allowing us to come through. I just trusted the Lord that this was the place He had opened for us to move to.
I haven't been able to shake off the creepy feeling at the apartment, then or now. There weren't anything major happening at first. It was just an odd sense I had that didn't seem right. As a past "ghost hunter" and now a believer in Christ for over 7 years, my view of the spiritual realm has changed radically. I don't sit around and dwell on the possibly that a spirit of a dead person trying to communicate with me. But anyway, shortly after our move I stopped working at the coffee shop and started attending school at the local technical college. I also picked up a part-time office assistant job at the tech. My son and I were constantly on the go. It was around Christmastime that we started to pick up on little things that didn't take long to set us off.
At first I'd notice that when I used the restroom in the morning and went to lay back down, the bathroom light would be back on. I am very avid of turning off all lights when not in the room. I checked on my son and he was still sound asleep in his room. It was strange and it made me nervous. I let my son sleep in my room on the airbed that following night. After my trip to the bathroom the next morning, I KNOW I had turned off the light. I went back to my room, closed the door and went back to bed because it was really early. My son was sound asleep. When we got up, I opened my bedroom door and right away, noticed the bathroom door was closed tight and the light on. My son did not get up at all or I would've my door creak. I am a very light sleeper. We both were pretty spooked.
On another occasion, when we were in our own bedrooms, I woke up to see one side of my closet door open. I ALWAYS sleep with the closet doors shut. I had a bad vibe right away and I no doubt began to think there was a demon trying to scare me. I was also woken out of a light sleep one morning by a child's voice that said, "Centipede!", as though it were trying to scare me. It sounded as though a child was right beside my bed and it was not my son's voice. I went to his room, and as you know it, he was sleeping soundly. I also woke up one morning and notice the storage door off the patio was open. I had a chair against it and there is a carpet on the patio. The fact the storage door opened from the inside was puzzling. It was very windy that night, but logically, it made no sense as to why it was open. Even testing it out to see how it was possible, made no sense.
I'm sure you're probably thinking yea right, she's out of her mind. This happened around November and Christmas of last year. It was then that we had another chain of events.
It was my son's weekend to stay with his dad. We were still fairly new at the apartment. In all honestly, the place gave me the creeps. I had a lamp plugged in on the dining room table and it made a nice soft lighting ambiance. I decided to sleep in the living room that night on the airbed. I moved the lamp into the kitchen so it would be more dim and I really like the soft light. I was like "Okay!" and then I went to brush my teeth. All of a sudden in the midst of that, I heard a loud whipping sound as though perhaps something fell. I don't know how to describe it. I paused the brushing and with raised eyebrows, walked out to the kitchen and it was completely dark. My lamp was aggressively unplugged by an unseen force.
We also started hearing unusual knockings in the walls. My son discovered it the first time it happened. I told him it was probably just the neighbor and told him to go to bed. It didn't continue that night. The second night, I had company and the knocking was more intense. I almost thought someone was pounding at the door. But it was in the walls between the kitchen and bathroom. It was crazy! I started to feel like something was there that shouldn't be. We checked with the neighbor on one side of us, which didn't seemed logical because it was 2:30am. She wasn't even home. We went back to my apartment where the knocking and pounding grew louder, mainly in the bathroom. When I used the bathroom, the knocking sounded like something was knocking right above my head on the wall. I pretty much ran out of the room screaming. It makes me laugh when I recall that moment. My son was getting something to drink in the kitchen and he saw my picture above the kitchen sink fall off. That's how loud it was. I felt as though I needed to get my Bible out and start reading Psalm 91. I remember my sis suggesting for me to read that at the time a new believer and if I got scared. As I was reading, I got so scared I was in tears. The knocking grew more intense. By the time I stopped reading, the pounding stopped completely. I was shaking and crying. It was odd for me to act like I did with having company over. After that, we all went to the living room, my son, friend and I. I said a prayer and we all went to bed soundly in the same room. I was so scared!
So, as time went on over the next several months, we've had many knocking and pounding episodes. Not just in the one wall between kitchen and bathroom. It started going from wall to wall. Recently, we've been experiencing a foul garlic smell that is hard to describe. It is hard to get rid of or cover up. It actually makes me sick, that smell. Also the lights started turning on and off, switches being messed with. If I put tape on the switches, it would be ripped off when my back was turned. I had a pastor and his wife over this past weekend to pray over the apartment. Nothing happened when they were over. However, the knocking has continued and the smell is still there. The last couple nights, we have heard knocking at our apartment door (in a secured building, mind you) and no one is at the door when I open it. No matter if I'm standing right by it or not. Thankfully, during my parents second visit to check things out, they were able to witness the knocking at the door. A real aggressive knocking as though someone was actually there, but no one is seen. It's just creepy!
In conclusion, my dad and I both heard from the Lord that this demon(s) must be cast out by prayer and fasting. I am so tired right now, but I will get those Bible verses posted at a later time so you know it is biblical. My son and I are staying with my parents for now until we rid the apartment of the demonic presence. My parents are convinced, as well as my neighbors, that something is amiss at our apartment. My parents thought I was making it up until they heard and smelled it for themselves. It has been about a year now with all of this going on and I am so glad we found a nice house to move into. I think that whatever this is, it wants us gone because of our belief in Christ. I do have some videos of the knocking and hope to get it up someday just so you can have an idea of what it was like. Of course, experiencing it first hand is a lot different.
We are sure to have a resolution soon and are going to see if it is gone, smell and all, by this Saturday. We are just doing as the Lord commands with all authority and power in Jesus' name. Please, stay tuned for Cleaning House Part 2, where I will have an update. Thank you for reading about all of this madness. I am so ready for bed now but I hope you are blessed with a peaceful night's sleep and think about God. Whether you know Him or not, just consider who He is. God. My life is amazing because of Him!
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