Good angel or Bad angel? At first contact, it can be difficult to tell the difference. Measure the spirits by their behaviors. The good angels perform the commands of God on earth. Good angels are powerful spiritual beings that relay a message from God or protect certain people from danger. These angels very seldom talk. Good angels show up very briefly, and if they talk, it’s only a sentence or two of warning. Is it possible to see an angel? Yes, but very briefly. Angels are only visible to relay their message. Only the person who is to be helped can see the angel. Just as fast as they come-they are gone.
Evil angels are demons that want to possess their host. Demons want to control the person’s mind, soul, and body. Demons can impersonate good angels and deceased loved ones or be a spirit guide for the special needs of the person/host. Especially relevant, 31 specific demon behaviors will help you determine a demon spirit. Can you see a demon spirit? You can see demons in your dreams, but I have never known anyone (myself included) that has ever seen a demon in human form.
As a spiritually sensitive person, I have seen good angels only twice. The first time I saw an angel was when I was doing a spiritual battle with the demon that was partially possessing me. I innocently invited a demon into me while working on the Ouija Board. One night I was suddenly awakened from a nightmare when I glanced to the side. I saw a very tall angel that was dressed in white. I could not see his face, but I saw his golden belt and a very large sword. There was no fear at the sight of the angel. The good angel was standing by my bed. I know that he was sent to protect me. I only had a glimpse of him, and then he was gone.
The second time I saw an angel was in church. The minister told the congregation to introduce themselves to each other. I saw a man dressed in black. He wore a black t-shirt with a white Christian cross in the center. The angel was perfect. He had clothing that fit him perfectly. His body was solid; his face had no wrinkles or blemishes. He looked at me with a serious look of concern and compassion. His eyes were piercing my soul. I extended my hand for a handshake and felt like I was moved to the center of the room. I felt like I had been awakened from a spiritual state. When I looked for the angel, he was gone. None of my friends recall seeing him.
The purpose of that angelic visit was to communicate that very difficult life experiences were coming to me. A few weeks later, my husband had terminal lung cancer. I was my husband’s caregiver for two years, and I often thought about that angel who looked at me with compassion and concern. The angel never said a word to me, but I know he was there to comfort me.
Bad Angels (Demons)
Bad angels are demons that impersonate angels. The angelic imposters want to have direct communication. They promise spiritual power or spiritual enlightenment with long conversations. Bad angels want to begin the process of demon possession.
Don’t be fooled by demons. They will reveal their demonic true nature in a short amount of time. Their goal is to possess. Demons will never leave the person of their own free will. Readers, demons do appear in angelic clothing, but their behavior will expose their evil nature. Remember, demons want control over their person/host in every aspect of life.
Good angels or bad angels can be difficult to identify at first contact. As with people, angels and demons are measured by what they do, not by what they say.
Angel or Demon? Richard’s True Story
I am writing to you concerning my experience with spiritual possession. I am a 39-year-old post-graduate professional. I moved to Idaho in 1996 with my then-wife and son. We bought a home and then happily had our second child, my daughter, in 1998. I am also a professional musician. I had much success in Boise as a side-man for a name act. However, I decided that I was going to build a successful band of my own (which I did). We encountered resistance to the out at first at local area clubs. Then, I sought counsel with “angels and spirits to protect and guide me.”
Good Angel or Bad Angel – Spirit is a demon by measurement of behavior
I was leafing through a book about angels at Borders one lunchtime. The book suggested that one may contact “your” angel by reaching out and asking its name. Something responded in my mind and identified itself as NPQ. It told me it was there to protect, guide, help my family, and so on. From there, life started to change. Very rapidly. I began to speak things to co-workers out of turn: threats, et. I even cursed my beloved bass player one evening. Oh, the pain of those words, especially for her. Then, of course, I became increasingly confused. I started thinking of murder, harm, extreme hatred, hatred of Christ, and all that was good. I had visions of hurting my daughter, killing my wife, etc. All the while, NPQ, who later revealed its name kept insisting that it protected me.
I voluntarily admitted myself to West Valley Medical Center psychiatric ward since I could not control my own thoughts. I was treated for “severe depression with associated OCD.” OK, be that as it may, but after leaving the hospital four days later with a prescription for Prozac and a weekly counseling session, I sensed that I was not myself. I then was subjected to various car accidents, overwhelming anxiety, etc.
From there, my psychiatrist suggested that I see a Christian counselor. I did. He suggested that I read the “Bondage Breaker.” It was then that I found my way to “deliverance.” However, the way was not easy. I tried to let Christ into my heart on my own. That was when the nightmares started. Horrible nightmares. I recollect dreams of firestorms, violent windstorms, the death of friends, finding myself in “combat” situations with friends and childhood heroes, etc.
Then my marriage started to break down. Only through the kindness of my friend and fellow musician could I hold myself together. She even pointed out that I carried a blackness about me.
The appearance of the angel
One afternoon, sitting in my car, waiting for my bandmates to arrive before a rehearsal. I tried letting Christ into my life. I often felt hypocritical about this since I was raised Catholic and have often had problems with the Church’s dogma and hocus pocus. I tried as hard as I could to cast off the spirit. I succeeded in getting it out of me. I saw a shimmering black shape, as black as any void you could imagine, hovering behind me, almost laughing.
I was no free of it. It merely left me perhaps for a day or so and then returned. This time, I was subjected to a “roaring lion” voice in my mind. I don’t know what that was to this day. I shook it off. I sought a friend who brought me to a Christian Church at my lowest point. I was taken before the minister.
Exorcism of the bad angel
I do not recall the “exorcism” other than being asked if I would let Christ into my life. I kept trying, but another “being” spoke through me in a harsh, cruel voice and told the minister, “NO.” I wanted it to go. I wanted it to leave me alone. It was 12:30 am when I came to. Apparently, I had an immense bruise on my head from being tossed into the wall. I recall hitting my head but not feeling any conscious pain. The minister asked me if “they are gone” and if I let Christ into my life. I have, with all my heart and soul.
This was almost two years ago. The odd thing about the possession was that I willingly let it happen. I wanted “power.” I wanted to be assisted. I was aware of the spirit; I knew it was with me.
Now, I know my heart is clean. I feel free and light. I do experience depression now and then, but the debilitating OCD symptoms, the horrible nightmares, the hideous use of anger, the verbal attacks on my friends have all stopped.
Warning to Others about the spirit world
I consider this a classic case of possession. Please warn others not to tamper with the spirit world. The hardest part of this is, and many do not understand this: You must willingly let the “demon” into your life if is insidious. It wants “you.” It wants your entire being. It wants to give its own consciousness form. It seemed to function for one purpose. That was to give me determination (and talent beyond my physical ability to play the guitar). Interestingly, I GAVE IT JUST WHAT IT WANTED. It took my body, my God-given talent, and used me to its own complete and selfish sends. If love had been extinguished in my life, it would have extinguished my life to achieve its desires and ends. I almost did.
I now live in another city with my fellow musician and have not been tormented by this spirit ever since. However, I am on guard, always.
This story was submitted to my website circleofchristianwomen.com in 2004 in hopes that people would read his story and heed his warning about communicating with angels. Thank you, Richard
Readers stay spiritually safe.
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