Angels are spiritual beings that have the character of good. The good angels preform the commands of God on earth. Angels are powerful spiritual beings that could send a message from God or protect certain people from danger. Good angels do not hold lengthy conversations with people and do not want to possess a person’s body. What proof do I have to write about good angels?
As a spiritually sensitive person, I have seen angels only twice in my life. The first time I saw an angel was when I was doing spiritual battle with the demon that was partially possessing me. I innocently invited a demon into me when I was working the Ouija Board. My True Story 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 very large sword. There was no fear at the sight of the angel. The 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 ourselves to each other. I saw a man dressed in black. He had a black t-shirt with a large 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 to me that very difficult life experiences were coming to me. A few weeks later it was discovered that my husband had terminal lung cancer. I was my husband’s caregiver for two years and I often thought about that angel that stared at me with such compassion and concern. The angel never said a word to me but I know he was there to comfort me.
Bad angels are the 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 it’s behavior will expose the good from the bad. Remember, bad angels will attempt to get an invitation for direct conversation. These angels want to enter and begin the possession process.
Richard’s True Story-Angel Exorcism
I am writing to you concerning my experience with spiritual possession. I am a 39 year old, post graduate professional. I had 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. It was then that I sought counsel with “angel and spirits to protect and guide me.”
Posession-angel is a demon
I was leafing through a book about angels at Borders one lunch time. The book suggested that one may contact “your” angel by reaching out and asking it’s name. Something responded in my mind and identified itself as NPQ. It told me that it was there to protect me, guide, to help my family and so on. From there, life started to change. Actually, 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 to have thoughts 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, whom later revealed its name kept insisting that it was protecting 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 a variety of accidents, a car accident, 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 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 breakdown. It was only though the kindness of my friend and fellow musician that I was able to hold myself together. She even pointed out that I carried a blackness about me.
Appearance of the angel demon
One afternoon, sitting in my car, waiting for my bandmates to arrive prior to 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 just 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. At my lowest point, I sought a friend who brought me to a Christian Church. I was taken before the minister.
Exorcism of the angel demon
I have not recollection of the “exorcism” other than being asked if I would let Christ into my life. I kept trying, another “being” kept speaking 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 12:30am when I cam to. I had an immense bruise on my head, apparently from being tossed into the wall. I recall hitting my head, but not feeling any conscious pain. I recall the minister asking 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 a 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 it own complete and selfish sends. If extinguished love in my life; it would have extinguished my life to achieve it’s own desire 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 will read his story and heed his warning about communicating with angels. Thank you, Richard