Honestly I felt on the border of a depression because not only was I diagnosed with cancer I had also recently come out a damaged relationship which made me feel very vulnerable.. very sad. I felt like I needed to tie a knot and hold strong to it but even more to it I felt like God was holding me to not let me fall. If you've ever seen that picture where Jesus is holding a man through his arms to let him fall, i felt like if that was me.
I tried to occupy mind with things and goals I needed to accomplish before anything, before I leave, and I know I will accomplish my life goals before I die; so I started brainstorming, I came out with a few good ideas which are in developing stages but more than that I was anxious to gain my life back.
One month before my vacations were over, I recieved a call from my cousin whom got married and now lives in a town called Higuey, about 45 minutes away from my town. She decides to invite me to her new home to spend some time together which I decide to take the invitation and go. I left on a Saturday afternoon and spent a nice week besides the fact that I would hear strange things in that house which I didn't bother to mention.
The day I was leaving, they asked if I could come back soon and we agreed that I would come back after spending a week at home. I stated I missed my niece.
The week passed and I went back to my cousins house. I got there on a Monday to find that the service woman was back from her two week vacation. That week I spent a lot of time in the house and talking to her. She is an evangelical cristian who has been walking with the lord for possibly her entire life. We got to exchange a lot of point of views and a lot testimonials and in one of those days she had mention that she once invited people to pray over the house and they did, to her surprise, the women that had prayed commented that there were bad spirits in the house to the cause of the people who once lived there before who practised witchcrafts.
She began to understand many weird things that had been going in that house, right then and there I was able to understand and tell her that the last time I was there I would hear things moving and people walking. Her response to it was that she hears it all the time and much more.
One of the mornings I which I was there I was awaken by a loud shout in the voice of my cousins husband and a knock on the door, when i opened the door thinking that it was my cousins husband in need of taking a shirt out of the closet, there was no one there. Something inside of me ordered me to get out of bed as I was crawling back to it, which I jumped out of bed and after coming out of the bathroom and walking down the stairs I asked the service woman(maid) whether my cousins husband was in the house, and she replied that he had left before she had woken up. It wasn't seven in the morning yet.
I sat there and told her why I was awake so early and also commented that I had a vision about a hole and a man who seemed to want to come into the house, as soon as I said that she said, "wow, God really does exist and I thank him you are here, because last Sunday a woman came by to advice us that there was a big hole on the wall where the laundry room is and probably someone tried to do it with the means of getting in." I freaked OUT.
That night, I prayed. The next night, I saw black smoke out of nowhere in the room where I stayed at the end of my bed. I prayed. The following days I decide to advice them that there was probably something strange in the house with means of suggesting to bring people over so they could pray over the house and liberate it from any bad spirit.
All I received were insults such as: "you are crazy", "you woke up with the paranoia activated", now you think you are "visionary", and the worst one was "God does not exist"... and the voice my cousins husband changed to the voice I once heard when a man transformed himself in front of me years before once I met the Lord for the first time, the devil itself. That moment, right then and there I was able to determine his presence yet chose not to keep on stirring the waters. I left it as it was but what bothered me the most and worried me the most was not their reactions or statements towards me but a comment which my cousin said and it was that she would dream with snakes every night crawling on top of her and that it doesn't mean anything.
For crying out loud, she lost a pregnancy while living under that roof with no cause whatsoever. That day, that Friday after all the negativeness, I decided to go to church group to pray and to ask the Lord to help me overcome the situation while there and to protect me. I asked all of my family and friends from group ministries which I belong to in Santo Domingo to pray for us in that house. They all advised me to get out of there as soon as possible.
Honestly I didn't want to, I felt like I was leaving my cousin in deep dark waters. The next day, Saturday, everything marched fine during the day but during the night, while I was listening to gospel music on my laptop which I brought along with me, and asking for the Lords presence, the voice inside of me advised me to stop listening to music because I would alter the enemy; his advice were my orders, I shut it down and began to crawl into bed. As I turned the lights of a woman's voice was heard as if she'd be standing between the walls and was making fun of me. I turned the lights on and there was nothing or no one there. I started praising and as I was trying to sleep with my eyes shut I saw a black shadow of a man walking... I panicked and I immediately started saying "take care of my baby", my inner voice demanded me to pray and to ask for the holy spirits' presence; as I turned to lay on my backside while praying and blessing I opened my eyes to see a white spot flying on top of my bed, over me, battling and scaring away the black spot every time it would come near me. As I maintained myself praising I would hear voices shouting and demanding me to leave and mocking me at the same time.
I suddenly stood up to wear some long pants and I as I was doing that I saw the black smoke again coming up from where I was laying down on my bed.
I began praising again and thanking the Lord that night for his presence, I asked him to liberate me, to save me, to have mercy upon me and to heal me of anything. I thought I would never manage to close my eyes that night and as soon as I asked him to do these things, I felt a sudden ease within me that I didn't even notice when I fell asleep while praising and after that night I thought I had come to the end of my stay there and haven't even managed to even call the house.
I came back home. I only ask for the Lord to protect them while in that house but since he said he was not moving out, may God bless them and always protect them.
I now clearly understand that as his child, he fights my battles and I am never alone.
Blessings,
LR.
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