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Open Letter to Rock Bottom Dear Down in the Dumps, You are not in a nice place to visit or indefinitely live. I know, I have been there too many times. Since then I have burned my passport and remain grounded, gladly. The local authorities and citizens do not understand my alien presence. They cannot keep this message out. I will explain later. You will not complain sooner. Listen, look and warm yourself up to light versus darkness. Defect from that infected wasteland. Walk this way for freedom! Before I believed in anything worth mentioning, I desperately decided to buy into "Allen Carr's 'Easy Way to Stop Smoking.'" Heck, he wrote I could even smoke as I read the book! I took a leap of faith out the hole of butts and ash. I actually enjoyed and laughed at old cues to spark a dart. Nic fits were only a fading memory of how and what I used to be like. I had been deprogrammed from doom and reprogrammed for life. Thank goodness, because all drags from cigarettes had become depressing slave wage reminders of death. I could not prove or understand it but I believed it had worked, setting me free. I see that now was a good sign, open door and ray of hope. Major problems had potential solutions. I believed things could be better. Before I met and surrendered to Jesus Christ, I waged war with myself and the world. I abused my being with alcohol, marijuana and drug experimentation. I sat much of my life in front of a screen playing questionable games. I cheated on God, my future wife and myself with pornography and masturbation. I was living the bad dream of a wicked party scene. My heart had holes, my mind was free for the taking, my body was in ruin and my soul was lost and bound. Mental health issues coincided with the start of all of the above. By my fourth psychiatric ward stay I actually enjoyed doing my time and running the show. Pride, lust, anger, gluttony and slothfulness as deadly sins were aiming to win. It was either end up a casualty of spiritual warfare or be saved by divine intervention. Enter my Saviour, Lord, teacher and protector. I read the Bible out of curiousity. I thought I should for its major influence on the world and world view. Believing and in it does not change that in any case. Tragedy struck when my parents' dog died in my arms. What I was doing with my life and would come after hit me hard. God had spoken, my deaf ears had been opened. I quit pot on the spot. I mourned Baloo's death and a life I was not getting. I compensated by binge drinking. I started getting drunk in the morning. I was listening to Harvesters FM, a Christian radio station constantly. They suggested AA, Alcoholics Anonymous. I went and got on the sober wagon. Gaming got the boot. Pornography and masturbation were confessed, apologized for, repented from and rebuked. All of the above related to asking Jesus Christ into my heart and life through a simple, sincere to the point prayer. The Bible was now more than history and what Christianity was based on. It was God's word speaking to me, changing my life for His pure glory, perfect plan and purpose. Not the story of my life, but Jesus Christ's death for the church as his wife. It is thee book that's truth never changes as always relevant. Now I am part of the book of life, hallelujah! Not the end, Gregory Keith Jonathan Brumwell 2018 Testimony Saved by Jesus Christ as of December 18, 2016, GKJB-1973 11 Very truly I tell you, we speak of what we know, and we testify to what we have seen, but still you people do not accept our testimony. - John 3:11 New International Version (NIV) 31 “If I testify about myself, my testimony is not true. - John 5:31 New International Version (NIV) 7 He came as a witness to testify concerning that light, so that through him all might believe. - John 1:7 New International Version (NIV)
I was in the virtual world when I was reading worldly information. The false prophet spoke to me like a wolf in sheep’s’ clothing. The information I was seeing was filled with reverse-parables and I began to receive a subconscious message with the intent to take an action. I decided to reflect first by reading my King James Bible and then I felt urgency build up in my mind. The voices danced in my head. They encouraged me to do something. What they told me I will not reveal, but I thought I had a long journey ahead of me. I believed that by doing this task it would lead to my death, but I was determined to do my task regardless. Before I left I declared that I was the “Little Satan of the world” and I commit all sins. I said I walk from the big hand and would soon be there. I knew not where I was going but I kept walking anyway for what seemed like 7 miles until I saw a sign on a back country road while I heard thunder in the sky and mighty booms that were everywhere. The skies were red and the clouds gathered together. The sun shined and the moon glowed as they paralleled one another. When I saw the sign in which read “Hidden Beauty”, I turned to look behind me as the sun grew “4” times its size, then went into a trance. When I lost control of my body, I stripped off my clothes and began spinning in circles with my hands in the air. I walked back and forth for a bit until several cars pass by, witnessing the insane naked person doing crazy things. Then the sun blinked at me several times and grew in size again and its rays caused me to fall to my knees. I began going into trance with the 1sun*. There was no time conceivable in this field. The rays burned me and I slowly fell down and began to die. Locusts from all over came out of the crick and began to eat my flesh. I felt death and I felt a rage as I swatted and I slapped and growled angrily like a wild beast, gnawing and biting at gnats that surrounded my head. During my death and decay, all the world’s red clouds were put into an orange circle which appeared on my forehead and siphoned through me as rays of the sun, furthering my rage as I consumed the blood-like solution that went into me. It was like a third eye opened upon my forehead to receive something inside my soul. It took away my vision and only the beam of light was visible. There was a sense of pain, yet my will was to allow it to happen. I recall asking, “Father, why have you forsaken me?” Immediately after, I began speaking in tongues for several minutes before going into oblivion. I was gone from the earth. It was only when I was interrupted by men in uniform that disturbed me while I was away. I then charged at them like a relentless beast they’ve never before seen. I fought them for a long time and threw them around like rag dolls and ripped out their Tasers 3 times. They were helpless against me, even though I was just one person against 3 men in which one had twice my weight. Together the three men could not even wrestle with one of my hands. I felt kited along as if something was guiding me and I could see what happened, but I had no control in what I was doing. One man stood with both his hands out trying to reason with me while the other two men had their guns drawn, preparing to fire. I then demanded in a loud voice and said, “Who do you work for?” When the man with his hands out responded, “God”, my body went limp as if I was paralyzed and I fell helplessly onto my back and the men immediately restrained me. Before my surrender, they were very afraid of me and were powerless to stop my superior strength. I felt like I had been possessed by something with incredible strength and anger. All I could do was watch with my eyes; there was no control or thoughts of me, just my witness to the events. When they got me situated inside the ambulance, the men around me began asking questions to try and figure out who I was. They asked me my name and I thought and thought hard, “My name?” I was confused and drew blanks, but then something came to me and I eagerly shouted, “Jesus Christ! Jesus Christ!” It was the only name I could remember. After calling upon the Lord’s name, suddenly my memory started to come back. I immediately began to apologize to the officer who tried so hard to prevent a tragedy with my life. I told him, “Oh brother I am sorry, but you have no idea what I just went through. I was battling demons in hell and they were everywhere”. I had no visionary memories of this, but these are the first words that followed the Lord’s name. I talked as if I were somewhere else and had confidence about it. Eventually I went to the hospital for observation and I could hear the two other officers argue with the man who said “God” about taking me to jail. They had intense anger with me, but this man was in charge of the other two and he prevailed in admitting me to a Christian psychiatric hospital. It took me one week to escape from the psychologist that picked my mind heavily. I was then okay to leave and took their drugs to satisfy their minds and quickly I was free. The judge who tempted to judge me had released me and I had no crime due to mental health. A doctor was assigned to interrogate me. He kept asking about the voices in my head, wanted to know what the trumpets I heard were, asked me about the sun and said “What signs?” He was in disbelief and decided to prescribe me several medications to silence the supposed imaginary voices and stop the so-called delusions. My Interpretation of the Symbolic Act: I am a servant to God and I was redeemed by the name of Jesus Christ. Months passed and I dived into my spiritual works. Then a day came that was clear as crystal and I was blessed by a soothing and harmonic sounding voice that said: “The blind whale which is appointed shall be forgiven” This is my testimony of the truth for how Jesus Christ and God intervened in my affairs. The name "blind whale" was spoken to me as a parable. - - - - - - - - - <<<Removed Link>>>