ONE DARK AND SINISTER NIGHT.....................
(this is about Evil Spirits)

Let me start this story a few days ahead of this particular night.  I was busy  making a gift for my Dad and stepmother’s 25th wedding anniversary.  I was busily into this project when I noticed I had become sad.  I let my mind wander as I worked, wondering if I would figure out what was making me sad.. then the feeling, and inner voice that came to me, soft and sad said.. “I will never celebrate a 25th wedding anniversary”.

This was so strange.....

Two nights later.. I was alone in my room, as my husband was away on a business trip. We were planning on moving when he came home.. because this job required us in a different location.  I was having trouble falling asleep.  Somewhere I became aware that some little time had passed. As I heard my baby talking in her room.

Now she is a good sleeper and would never be just talking to herself at 2 in the morning.  I went in to see her.. she was standing in her crib.. and happy and alert.  As most mothers can attest too, this was a bit disconcerting, as she had no fever, no dampness.. nothing that needed tending too.. yet she was smiling and wanting to PLAY... ugh I thought.. where did this come from. I picked her up and did all the normal things one does with a two year old in the middle of the night.. then took her to the living room, and began rocking and singing to her. Normally she would love this and settle down and fall asleep, tangling her fingers in my hair. That night, she wanted nothing to do with being rocked, held and sang too.. she squirmed and squirmed, till I set her on the carpet.. where she obviously wanted me down with her to play. I play with her a bit.. but not wanting to start a different routine.. I soon began “winding down” and laying quiet on the carpet.. she did the same after a while.. then I picked her up and held her on my chest as I softly sang to her and stroked her back..

She began squirming again.. and woke herself back up.  After an hour of this. I was falling asleep holding her.. and decided the safest place for her, was now back in her crib. I talked to her and I put her back in her bed.. she didn’t fuss, or get upset. I went back to my room, pondering this strange event and crawled back under the covers.

I was not yet asleep, when I heard someone come in through the back door. I could tell by the noise the floor boards were making that it was more then one person and the blood ran cold in my veins and fear such as I have never known. What was I to do.. my old house, if I so much as moved out of my bed, the floor boards made all sorts of loud noises.  I remember reading to just pretend that you are asleep and the intruders would take what they want and leave the family sleeping.. 

There was no way for me to get to my children.. the baby had become quiet..  My son was sound asleep in his bed in his room. As I frantically wondered what to do, they had walked across the living room, mounted the stairs and were coming into MY room... I shut my eyes, pretending I was asleep.. (I have no idea if I even remotely sounded convincing).  I was grabbed by a set of strong hands, one covering my mouth.. the other holding me down.. as other sets of hands started hitting me. As this happened, I began fighting with every ounce of my being, I was so scared I cannot  explain the depths of it. Then one of them did something so strange, I was startled into attention.. this Being.. swiped THROUGH my womb area.. it’s hands running through me. Into me.. and out again, and without any success, obviously, it repeated this motion over and over.. I was still fighting..  I have no idea what that Being was after or how it thought it would take hold of an animate object when it was inanimate. I am not sure when, or how, but the fight went on and all over the room. When they finally left, I was standing, barely, not far from the entrance to my room. They were gone. No where in the house..  I do not remember getting back to my bed. It was getting light out.  

Soon, my son, called my name, and was gently shaking my shoulder to wake me. “Momma, how come you are not up.. it is time for me to go to school and you are still asleep.. “

I started to rise and speak at the same time.. I could not get up.. my voice was only a raspy whisper. I was that exhausted. He said he had made his breakfast and was leaving, we had our morning prayer and he kissed me goodbye and left. I do remember making it into the baby’s room when she woke up a few hours later.  I was only able to barely tend her needs, and was flopped on the couch most of the day.

I called my husband and told him what had happened, he was in a near panic.  And could not comprehend that they were evil spirits and not real men.  He called a friend of ours.. the friend came over and we talked a long while.. after he inspected the house.  He blessed the house to keep evil out.. and also told me that the exact same thing had happened to his wife just a few weeks before.

The only difference being, their 2 year old is a boy and he, the husband, was sleeping soundly through it all, next to her. 

I called some family members who had experienced like happenings, as single adults. And I was reassured I had not cracked up during the night and I was still sane.  It took me two days to regroup and regain my voice and strength. Then after I had regained my strength and voice it happened..........

THAT NIGHT A DREAM..........

I was sleeping and had a dream that second night after the “ATTACK”.  In the dream, I was in my house and my dad came over.. we walked to the river and he told me I needed to cross the bridge on foot, and alone. I asked what this was about.. he said I was to be given some instruction.. I asked him more questions to which he had no answers. I asked him to come with me, and he said it was not for his benefit but for mine. So he was not allowed to go. 

Remembering all the things I had been through two nights before.. I was reluctant to go alone. It was bright sunshiny weather out.. and I crossed over the bridge. On the other side were two tall men, waiting with two burros carrying large packs.  I was stunned.. as I recognized both these men as two “old time movie” actors we see from time to time on TCM... One was Randolph Scott and the other was less known, Sterling Hayden.  I asked them what they were doing there and one answered that there were many ways in which one could work through their personal salvation.

We turned and started up the mountain. We walked as the road climbed and discussed many things. Then we came to a fork in the road and they told me I had to go on alone. That I would meet up with my husband as he was on his way.  They also told me that I would have with me all that I needed for this journey and not to be afraid.  I started on,  going continually up the winding road up the mountain. The mules followed, I did not lead them.  I saw many things, that I do not recall at this writing, but at the time, had great meaning in and for my life.  I do remember a rabbit coming out from under a thicket.. looking at me and then just watching me as I proceeded on my way.

It was a warm day.. birds singing and buzzing of insects here and there.. flowers blooming.. (in reality it was fall.. in the dream it was spring). I know there was much meaning along the way. So much symbolism, but as I said, I cannot remember it at this point.  I do remember coming around a bend at the top of the mountain, and seeing a small glade...a lovely place, with green grasses, and two men lying on the ground, watching the clouds.  One was my husband and the other a famous man, who was in office at one time.. what the heck????  As I came into the glade.. the mules strode off a way and stood under a tree.  I walked to the men, alone. As I came upon them.. they were laughing.  My  husband sat up, and I remember thinking.. “Things are not as they seem”... the other man, the famous one, sat up..

Suddenly he  took off his mask.. he was the Devil...

I woke up!!!!

IN TRUTH THE REALITY WAS.............

A few days later, my husband arrived ... he was different.. or maybe it was me.  He didn’t want me to hug him.  He was stern and standoffish.  We had our best friends over for that evening........ he declared he had a great announcement.. and wanted everyone to be seated. He was smiling and seemed so boyish...  We all gathered the children about us.. and then he said...
“I have decided I do not wish to be a husband nor a father anymore”

My world collapsed.. as did the world of my children...

We would have been coming up on a 25th anniversary of our own in a couple short years.. instead.. I will never see one.. of which I was told of in advance.. the aftermath is not part of this story.. Only to say.. he was befuddled, and tricked by the Devil himself.. who pretended to be someone important. He pretended to be a friend to my husband.. leading him off to his own destruction.........

The “Attack” you might ask.. well it prepared me in some ways.. although I am still amazed that they thought they could just come in and take over my body.  I am sure that was a large part of it. The swiping at my womb... they took that part away from me, by taking hold of my husband.. Even though they could not take my Womb from me, they took from me my partner that would make another baby possible.

He, my husband, allowed it, of course.. he could have fought them.. but he was weak.   I was informed later, that he was surrounded continually by LEGIONS of evil spirits. So for some reason, they thought it was imperative to take him down, and try to do likewise to me also.   He is not allowed in our lives.. he left of his own free will.. he chose not to be a part of our lives.. and left me to defend our children, and to care for them.. with little to no support from him. 

WHAT I DO KNOW.....
Now I do know these attacks happen frequently. To both men and women.. in varying degrees.. it appears that in-habitation is part of the plan, or just total submission to their will. They wish to stop the work.. they wish for only darkness to prevail.  Now I know that to call on the Guardian Angel that is with each of us, Call on the Lord, call on your Higher Being, to prevail over the demons/darkness. Then the attack can be squelched easier and faster.  However, it appears that a lot of the attacks are not completely squelched.. and I think that could be for our good.. because we get a firsthand knowledge and understanding of the worth of  OUR   SOUL.  And the worth of the work being down in the behalf of LIGHT.