It seems like time that, after all my years of having this page, I should add my personal testimony.

Let me start by saying that I'm the last person any of you would believe would find their way to the Lord. As a young girl, I was molested and abused by "Christian" family members. Before I was born, I was pledged to a demon my grandmother's people believed to be one of their gods. By the time I entered high school, I was being regularly visited by what called themselves "guiding spirits, sent to lead me to my destiny". The spirits led me to begin casting spells and summoning other spirits.

By college, I was in way over my head. However, my instincts told me to resist one of the "rites" they wanted me to participate in. As, basically punishment for my ways, someone was sent to physically attack me (I know the demons were behind it because to this day I can remember the strength of the presence of one of the spirits in the room at the time of the attack). When this wasn't enough to gain my compliance, I was led into a lifestyle of sex and drugs. I also started practicing the occult with others about this time. I began to realize how deep I was in this stuff when a friend talked me into a psychic reading and the psychic refused saying I was watched over by something stronger than her guardian spirit and all she would say beyond this is that the spirit over me seemed as if it might be incredibly evil, but because of it's cloaking and it's strength she couldn't say for sure.

When I finished college, I was a wreck. I used coke and marijuana whenever available. I drank regularly. I started picking up men for one night stands. And I had begun summoning spirits to my living room "just to see who whould show up".

Miraculously, at this time the Lord sent someone who once again presented me with the Gospel, only this time instead of laughing I accepted Christ as my Saviour. Looking back, I can see that it was because this person took the time and compassion to demonstrate a true Christian life, rather than the standard "tell her she's going to hell and run if she doesn't agree on the spot to repent". He didn't hold my past against me, though when I asked he'd gently tell me what the Lord thought of my activities.

To this day, I love the Lord with all my heart. At times I can still hear the demons' voices, or see them watching me. At least now I know them for what they really are. For a time, the demon at the center of my mess would try to physically attack me. However, I finally recognized what was happening and with the help of the Lord and my church, I escaped his oppression. Fortunately, I'm protected by the power of the blood of my Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ!

My one regret, is that if at any point before I'd come to the Lord had approached me with the love, kindness and patience of the person who finally prayed with me, I would have at least listened. We need to remember that as Christians, we are supposed to show love and kindness. Just because a preson doesn't go to a christian church doesn't mean that they will never go, they just might accept Christ if we gently demonstrate the Christian life. Evangelism is much more effective in bringing in new Christians if practiced outside of the church walls. There is a lot of truth to the old saying that you'll catch more flies with honey than you ever will with vinegar.

May the Lord bless and protect you as you continue on you way!