A TRUE STORY ABOUT THE PETRA’S LIFE, FROM THE DESTRUCTION OF THE PARISH TO THE CASTING OUT OF A DEMON AND THE DIVINE POWER THAT RESCUED


THE PETRA BEGAN TELLING THIS TRUE STORY ON DAY 122 – DAY 147  from April 21, 2013,

IT CONTINUED FOR 27 DAYS OF DAILY OFFERINGS, UP TO May 16, 2013

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A True Story

About A Preacher’s Daughter,

Her Family’s Devastation,

And Her Demonic Possession

While The Petra Was Close By

To Experience The Trauma Of Both.

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A mosaic of a man with a beard and a cross.

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Once,

a long time ago when the Petra was seventeen, at a point in her life after she had ran-away (Pertaining to her running awaywe will tell that story another time and place), she gained a new girlfriend, a rambunctious sixteen year-old who had been, as at the age of three with her other brothers and sisters, deserted by the parent/s – left in a park in L.A [Do not make judgments, you don’t know enough to have a voice]. This pretty-blue-eyed-blond-haired- come-to-be preacher’sdaughter became well beloved though she found love hard to believe in. She was blessed to have been approved into the arms of Abbraham Solomom and his lovely wife (real names at this time, withheld) – a young couple, a gentile woman, sweet as apple pie, and, Abraham, a converted Jew, wise and having been filled with the Spirit, Holy, had been chosen to praise and give his life to Jesus Christ. They had given their lives to the ministry, that of the Assembly of God, so much so in service, Abraham ended up being the District-Official Pastor on a decent sized country summer-champ property, with a lake, and horse, equestrian trails. 

And the little girl’s name was Sherry, a girl with a perfect nose who grew into somewhat of a spoiled teen, one that often got her way by throwing fits – more to handle than the Solomon’s ever dreamed. But, Sally became a Solomon by name, and the Solomon’s loved her though she was quite a bit of a fussy child, one that would even rage. But, their strength, the godly pious couple’s, it was so commendable, maintaining a godly composure to all her whims – all the while, constantly in prayer for her who showed signs of character consequences from having been deserted. 

And, then, on the other hand, there was a very-loving-side to Shere that would often surface, diffidently one particular of sweetness that she must have picked-up from May, and same, “the side” that the Petra had befriended. A real ball of energy – and, the only time that Sally took-her-time, it was when she was perfecting her eye-lashes extra-long with mascara, toward, each kept separate from the next, using a needle; dangerous (which I highly do not recommend), but chanced nonetheless, and not the only thing an insisting, unto danger, Sally did. But, always…taking her time to be careful, and the results were beautiful. And, with Sally, though a slight-bit plump, it was, regardless to what she considered her imperfections, that, her fresh beauty an essence of everything about her but that of her lashes, it over-road her felt imperfections and real imperfections, and drew the attention of the boys. But not half as much attention as May was getting with all the special types of love, even the ros love that she and Isaac shared all some two-hundred pounds and more of her; he could not resist. Isaac’s love was over the top, no matter how big May got, and no matter how difficult life got with Sally, ever a long-suffering and dedicated husband and father. On the outside, if anything, Him and his wife, nearly perfect representatives unto a Godly life.

There was no doubt that Isaac was a special man, and particularly in the eyes of the Petra, even how in that, there was a time when Isaac saw His calling, “his compassion and will to help others”, acting upon such. And acting…, he did to invite the Petra to live with them in their home. And joining them she did, from after when the Petra had completed two years of college, that was started at the age of seventeen. For she only completed two weeks of her senior year and went on to college, by G.E.D., and spent approximately half a year at a community college and the rest, mostly of general and music courses at a private college Evangel, in Springfield Missouri. And unfortunately after, she was no longer, as by her stepfather and Mother, who as was funded to go back the following year. From which she remained under-accomplished of a music degree, or any other, but yet, she went on dreaming to become, if anything, a singer. And, She, of the those immediate years to follow, never did get furthered college aid. But, aid of home she did receive from Sally’s parents, concerned with her “safe-being” and, also, her getting on her feet as soon as possible into another dwelling, from, needing to leave an apartment her Mother had helped her to get into after her last attended college-year was over. But why needing to leave – rather desert – with, at that time, and also because of a lease that was very near to being over a living-quarters situation that had not turned out appropriate for the Petra, in that, of that apartment house, it was one of a shared common hall-bath, an inconvenience that ended-up for the Petra being further shared with a another tenant an older man, around his latter thirties, whom the Petra, wisely, became uncomfortable around”.

Only nineteen at that time, the Petra, even, had been working nights at a local factory, making eight-track casings and spending part of that money, earned, on car payments to a white sun-roof Mustang Gaia her mother had helped her get, and the rest mostly on the apartment, with not enough extra for savings to make changes in her life – like quick moves, etc. Underfunded from no savings, such is a state of affairs too many exit by.

So, the Petra, then, not turning to her mother, was instead blessed by the god-fearing Isaac graciously allowing the Petra to stay with their family till she could get better on her feet, with, helping her to get away from a living situation that ended up not being comfortable or possibly worse for the Petra. May and Isaac had become, with Sally, to the Petra, fortunately, like a temporary family, but moreover, friends that would last but unfortunately till Isaac passed away a few years later.

Her stay lasted with them, all in all, only for a few months. But why, really, as to “the stay of any time allowed“, I comment, as other than to that, granted by who having had the love of adoption in his character, in the first place, rather because, Isaac had judged that the Petra’s influence upon Sally would be helpful, based on how that the Petra, then, and not too long prior, had returned to their area as from having come from an Assembly of God College Chapel every day.

And though a lapse had happened in the Petra’s life, pertaining to her nearness or relationship with her God, as a lapse that began while at the Christian college, it had been regained by God miraculously working in her life (How that the Petra’s close relationship with her Lord was interrupted, it was even by her Lord miraculously working in her life [another story]  the Petra’s life, proof, God works in mysterious ways). And, from God working in her life, to from then, as when going into the Solomon’s home to live, “the Petra was sound in a precious relationship with her Lord, and it showed (a relationship, but not one in the know ) – she had cleaned-up her act quite a bit since her Sophomore year when she first ran away from home (†her step-mother’s and father’s, in 1973), just shy of seventeen. 

A new girl she was then. And though already who as having experienced great phenomena with her God, yet, she was who also on the verge of one of her greatest phenomena’s with Him. As it was, in not to many days to follow, The Event, one that would confirm no longer faith needed that Jesus did live and die for our sins – from, then and ever after – Jesus Christ to her, as after risen from the dead and gone into the His Father’s presence, “confirmed Lord”, more real because of the nature of the phenomena (the nature: a persuasion of divine penetrating revelation, though no physical body seen, but yet felt) than real by trust or faith, or validated by mere vision.

Come again tomorrow that I might lead the way with but first telling a story about a tornado that came and went, and from which, to, telling about God’s Spirit, Holy, that came upon the Petra just in the-nick-of-time, that is, as when was needed, and just as like, of timing of response, with, in this immediate part of the story, a certain nurse’s action – one that saved, and for, “the sake of two Solomon’s and herself – herself, responding, and even of offence, in the-nick-of-time.

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Day 123 April 22, 2013

A mosaic of a man with a beard and a cross.

(Part Two)

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Yes, May and Isaac hoped that the Petra would be of some great influence, good, upon Sally. She was pretty much doing what she wanted, because she was just simply horribly defiant at times, and had, of younger years, been of a phase, suicidal, still dealing with her abandonment when she was a little younger, and even then, of irrational behavior, once, having wiped feces upon walls in anger. So, Isaac and May tread lightly, needless to say, and eventually were at a lost for techniques to give instruction, spending at lot of time praying. So when Sally had reached an age that she began insisting that her parents trust her with dating, and, coinciding, she to them had seemed to have dwelt much better with her abandonment, having done fine for a considerable while, that is, in comparison to her younger years, they conceded she could be trusted and was able to handle herself at the age of sixteen, even when, we would guess, they (Isaac and May) had begun dating. But, her adventures with such (about a year into), disappointingly, just prior to the Petra moving in, had unseemly gotten out of control for a Preacher’s kid. And, to which, unladylike behavior hadn’t come to light until a certain time after several weeks went by, when something important was skipped.

Certainly Isaac and May prayed much about what to do, and might have done all the praying, as, Sally had some difficulty in her relationship toward God. Sally couldn’t even stand to hear the Word of God preached; it was like something getting up underneath her skin. Her parents knew something spiritual was wrong, and many times over the years they had had elders pray for her and lay hands upon her. She hated hearing her father preach. And with Sally, if ever of demonic oppression or worse, in her younger years, her deliverance from such had been questionable. But, then, again, there was that side to Sally that seemed perfectly fine, and the Petra had wondered for a long time how could any of the stories of her irrational fits be true. The Petra, though, did raise a brow to a possible omen, when she was first introduced to Sally by another friend, Allie McBride (actual name withheld), who the Petra had known since before she had went off to college. That friend, even too, whose family had also, and first but of prior years, took the Petra in at the time as such it was of her first running away, when from her Step-mother’s home.

And one day it was, after returning from Evangel College, riding up and down Main St., the Petra with Allie having borrowed Allie’s mother’s car, Allie, nearly eighteen at that time, pulled over to let another girl, Sally, even younger, and who was waving her down, make a quick dash, jumping in the front seat next to the Petra quickly adjusting to the center to make room. Sally’s introduction to the Petra came directly after Sally, upon entry, settling, and two seconds in, spewed vomit in her lap. Wow! Now that’s some way to meet somebody, of course, ironically speaking, and pretty weird, you must admit. 

But the Petra had not seen anything yet, and before their new relationship, Petra’s and Sally’s, would be over, as we know it lasted for a while, the Petra would see the things that 99.9 percent of the world is the same as, to date, totally ignorant concerning. A spiritual side of Sally that even until one night at a country house Kagger (a Party) the Petra didn’t even know could exist.

Oh, but indeed it did. So won’t you stay and read more as I continue to bring to light what happen to the Petra that literally by the Power of God, changed her life.

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Day 124 April 23, 2013

A mosaic of a man with a beard and a cross.

THOUGH OTHERS HAVE SINNED,

AND SOME YOU THINK GREATLY,

BEWARE HOW YOU WOULD TO THINK EVIL OF THEM –

ALL WILL BE OF LOWER COUNTENANCE BEFORE WHO HOLY.

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A mosaic of a man with a beard and a cross.

(Part Three)

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And of course, as soon as Sally was able to regain her composure, she apologized profusely and took the opportunity to properly introduce herself. And before long, the three became a team, rarely seen without each other. May and Isaac even of seeing Sally hanging out with Allie and the Petra, to them it became religious. They even got to learn through Allie that the Petra, once, did live with her and her family and had a happy stay and ending. From which, too, it made it all the more easy for Isaac to desire to open-up his home to the Petra, when it was that she needed to escape her first apartment and get on her feet again with another.  

And it turned out, the Petra after moving in with the Solomon’s, came across an opportunity to get hired at a closer factory a plastic factory just-up-the-way. To which landing the job and boarding with the Solomon’s the Petra was able finally to put away a little money. But that didn’t last long, the boarding, and the three months that proceeded, though they turned out to be great for the Petra, it was a time that unfolded a major and private challenge for the Solomon’s. It wasn’t long after the Petra moved in, sharing a bedroom with Sally, Sally not feeling so well for a few days, it was then, she let the Petra in on a family secret.

There had been an unpleasant confession that Sally ended up having to make, not of necessity to the Petra, but of necessity to her mother and father. And the way in which the three chose to deal with it, only God shall truly judge as a God knowing all things. But it sure did make the Petra wonder between right and wrong. To when, a sad day it was, for sure, on the day that Sally with her parents walked out of a clinic with one less to put on their feet, and even a rivaling sad and devastating day it was, the day that it seem that God or our so called Mother Nature cast judgment.

And though most was all good during the nearly three months that the Petra lived with Sally, May and Isaac, going by very fast – it ended abruptly, putting more than just the Petra out of house and  home.

Return tomorrow for the continuation, and do your best to only observe truth, withholding judgment for God.

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Day 125 April 24, 2013

A mosaic of a man with a beard and a cross.

(Part Four)

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The Petra had gotten pretty use to going home to May and Isaac and Sherry every day after work from the nearby plastic factory, where she had quickly become one of the companies prize employs leading the assembly line, setting a constant pace for production that the District Manager even once tried his best, by three offered raises, back to back, and within moments of each other, to secure. Needless to say, even long before the day came about that the Petra in the head-office gave her resignation, she felt secure at work, but not on the day the skies grew black.

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All the sirens in town went off that day; a tornado had been sighted; and in the factory all production was quickly halted, and every one gathered where they were instructed to the sturdiest areas. This was actually the very first tornado the Petra had ever experienced of taking cover not by means of a basement where she could actually feel safe. She did her best to feel safe by all the private prayers she was saying, and of course of those prayers part of them went out to the Solomon’s. But, a larger portion went out to everyone at the plant, she diffidently knew everyone was more in danger there at least the Solomon’s had a basement and the Petra thought, because of Isaac, surely it was, Sally and May, and even, then, the well up in age, cane and nurse aided Grandmother, staying with them as well, being, surely God’s protected even more than her, with, even in that, concerning between the four of them, it was but only the Petra crouching down on a cement floor, whom missing the smell of a damp, basement, offering some kind of reasonable safety. So, needless to say, when the storm was over the Petra was extremely happy that everything had turned out fine for everyone at the factory.  But, the story wasn’t the same, necessarily, for the families of those at the factory that day. Thus, after the warnings ended, the factory management ended the work day short, as even that it had been reported that a tornado had come down cross town.

And as the Petra was leaving to go home, she heard someone say that there had been sighted a downed tornado, and that it had happened at the lake of the Assembly of God Camp grounds, to which, the Petra was all to quick to comment, But God would not let anything happen to the Perish.  Indeed, with such confidence she spoke, but was she wrong?

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The true story continues about what happened during the worst of storm’s ever at the Solomon’s Church Camp grounds, things that even made Sally’s heart harder than it was before, additionally toward desiring not to have a real relationship with God still cringing every time when she would hear the word of God spoken.

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Day 126 April 25, 2013

A mosaic of a man with a beard and a cross.

(Part Five)

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Going home that evening down the old gravel road that led to the Solomon’s Church Camp Grounds, the Petra was denied, and so was whomsoever wishing to go in that direction. There was no one getting through, and not much information coming out, until the authorities gave the O.K. And this was not the down town area, it was of the outskirt of town, just inside the considered country. And what a relief it was when the Petra drove a different route to town, to find it looking like nothing more than a decent storm had passed through. So the Petra that evening went to Allie’s McBride’s, where everyone was pretty much expecting her to show. And, of there, the Petra patiently awaited hearing from, she hoped, all the Solomon’s, as all accounted for. And a worrisome time went by that seemed like forever, until it was that the McBride family (true name withheld) received information, and that was only to say that May and Isaac were for sure O.K. 

The next day, when the Petra called in to work, she didn’t even have to explain why she wasn’t coming in, news had traveled fast to some, though it had felt like it took forever to reach the Petra, and all only knew in part.

It was going to be a long day, a site for soar eyes to see almost as far one could look where the authorities had gathered but directly closer to the Solomon’s property of all the activities that were going on the next day, when, then, letting the Petra through, even the Red Cross, everyone pulling up where it was safe pretty much anywhere on the south side of the road right in front of the Solomon’s one day old field of devastation and trash. And someone, you know who, felt a little embarrassed remembering hearing her voice say, aloud, in a large enough group for several to remember, But God would not let anything happen to the Perish. 

There were a few people over a hundred yards out, walking about, but the Petra, at first, could not make out exactly who, not recognizing clothes or anything else of the Solomon’s once Perish. Where were Sherry and Her cane ridden Grandmother and even who else to have been concerned about, the nurse? There was diffidently no sight of anyone walking around with a cane, and no one the Petra, judging by clothes, could recognize.  

Thank you so much for being patient through this tragic part of the Petra’s true story to get to the part where she would to share how if one outright denies Jesus Christ, though believing He is real, opens themselves up to possible full-fledged demonic possession.

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Day 127 April 26, 2013

A mosaic of a man with a beard and a cross.

(Part Six)

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The Petra identified herself to the Authorities that were still present at the site for protection to the grounds from looters, and as well, right off the bat, she was approached by the Red Cross a lady of the red cross introduced herself to be of aid, asking the Petra as to what size clothes she wore, for indeed, there was reason to ask, being that, what the Petra had, of any known whereabouts, was on her back, metaphorically speaking.But the Petra was more concerned about meeting up with one of the Solomon’s, as, then, it made sense to her the young girl in the field, at a distance, wearing clothes that the Petra had not recognized, it was Sally, and it was Red Cross on her back.

Making her way carefully over to her, she realized some of the other people going through the then rubbish were relatives of the Solomon’s, and it was the neighbor at a distance with Sally that was helping her pull things out of not destruction, but bliteration. There was not one wall that even looked like a wall, but a 3 foot brick wall that still sat in place where it use to be beneath the front window of the Perish. But, the most disturbing thing about all the annihilation was the greatest blessing.

The neighbors house, the only neighbor, a Church elder’s house, no more than 12 feet from the side of the Perish, stood erect with only a scratch; merely a small area to an overhang corner of the roof was all that showed damage. It seemed as if the tornado knew exactly what it wanted to destroy and what it didn’t.

And if God or the devil had acted through nature against the Solomon’s, the Petra didn’t want to diffidently judge, though it had been just days, prior, that the Solomon’s had made a decision that probably even moreover from that day forward, the day of the destruction, in the back of their minds they must have fought with, connecting or not the two.

Reaching closer to Sally and her neighbor, the Petra couldn’t help but note something else that surprisingly wasn’t destroyed when everything else was but maybe a bible or two found throughout the soggy mess. And, yet, to then, though what was seen, a possession of hers, a sentimental black-felt, hand painted picture of Jesus, without a scratch or tare, nevertheless she passed it by to come back to it later. She was more excited to see Sally alive. But, she wasn’t alive, in the sense of showing lots of energy, like the Petra was so use to seeing of her, showing real signs of fatigue and stunned depression. There were several bruises that were only going to get worse, and a few decent scratches here and there. Even that damp basement that the Petra had wished back at the factory, she was in, when the sirens where going off, proved not to be 100% save against injury during a tornado lifting your house completely off its foundation and ripping everything apart. Nothing left intact, but a few small items that could not brake or tear, certain plastic dishes, not much actually even buried, everything stretched out, splintered and ripped, again and again, out in the direction the Tornado went. But the Petra got to salvage some of her clothes that hadn’t been ripped, and also was happy to find her bible barely wet and with all the pen, pencil and colored marker marks she had over the years made notations with. And of course, that was good (those of you under the misguided precepts of men, concerning notes written in said replicas of the sacred, be careful what you judge as inappropriate in a book that was only a replica and corrupted at that, what only as if representing part of me to come), but what wasn’t (good), was what Sally had to tell, with only half of it good.

The Nurse, Sally said, was going to be fine, because she had saved her life, and then again, the nurse had saved hers and her Grandmother’s, but barely and not without damages.

When it came to Sally telling the Petra about the condition of her Grandmother, well, it wasn’t quite the same as hers or the nurse’s, the Grandmother was put into the hospital due to a last ditch effort, yet a self serving, heroic act on the part of the nurse. But May and Isaac were happy, it could have all been easily worse with someone’s immediate death, and possibly of all three, or even of the six of them (which included the Petra), if they had all been at home that day, and if it hadn’t had been for a phone call of all things.

Remain to find out about the last ditch effort on part of the nurse that saved all their lives, and the phone that changed things.

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Day 128 April 27, 2013

A mosaic of a man with a beard and a cross.

(Part Seven)

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On that day, the day of the tornado, after a very muggy morning, Sally with water, hot, spraying from a shower-nozzle and causing steam to fill the bath, held her head under the water that suddenly just didn’t feel of its usual pressure, as it poured out as if someone was messing with the water, putting to full blast from somewhere else in the house. And the sounds of that water beating against her body were interrupted with a weird pipe sound, to the then radio static that had replaced the rock-n-roll station that Sally had had loud enough to yet entertain her while in the shower, with, just at the moment, increased winds picked up from outside, of what had been an even darker approaching storm. All the ruckus from the pipes, static and wind had begun to manifest right at the time barely to be hear, as with her Rocking Roll, had begun a phone that kept ringing and ringing, no one answering though Sally called out that she was in the shower.

Sally never wanting to miss a call that might be from a friend to get her out of house, and knowing, too, that the call might be for her, as surely not for the family nurse nor for her Grandmother, she was hoping the nurses aid would answer the phone. Even surely the call, it was for her, as that, the nurses aid, Betty, who up in age and nearly a 100 pounds over weight, serving as a family servant for Sally’s Grandmother, she didn’t normally get calls on their phone, and Sally’s Grandmother, well who living with all whomsoever that would rather just come home to have a conversation with her, to difficult for her to go to the phone. So, with Sally’s father and mother, Isaac and May not at home, and not excepted to call, Sally found out the hard way; she couldn’t depend upon other ears, way up in age and all the way down the hall from the bath.

Those ears didn’t work quite as well as hers, especially when the winds and rain outside were the sounds then increasingly over powering, beating against the Parish, and with such, the two in the kitchen were beginning then to even struggle hearing each other. A Storm had suddenly picked up, but, then again, to make pun, not yet.

Sally’s grandmother at that very time, who needed assistance to stand and sit, and even sometimes assistance with walking, else always with her walking aid, was sitting at the kitchen table, her and her nurse getting a-bite-to-eat, and paying no attention to the phone, expecting Sally to answer as she always did, not realizing she was in the shower and having not heard her call to answer.

But as it was, praise God, a good neighbor was not giving up, she just let the phone ring; and Sally,  perturbed that the ringing had not gone away, having counted around seven rings and no one since her call having answered, left the water running and quickly stepped out of the shower, grabbing a towel, and wrapping it around just good enough to run to the phone Nine rings in.

The neighbor calling from just across the lake had just prior gave way to a rant of screaming toward what was a bird’s eye view of the Solomon’s that was then of no site in the down pour and the winds that then obscured the view and, no site of the Perish, she feared, likely to remain that way, the winds not just everyday winds, the neighbor, of her heart in her mouth, she shrieked Answer the Phone!!! It was the time the funnel took, after downing, just beyond her trailer and moving across the lake’s distance, the Solomon’s phone was ringing.

Sally picking up but barely able to make out the screams, something hitting the front of house and the storm noise then raging louder than Sally had ever heard before, the neighbors voice, then, though Sally’s ear to the phone, was as if screaming from the distance of the lake, “Get in the Basement!!! Get in the Ba… Before the second basement completed, all that the neighbor heard through the phone was merely a dial tone.

Feet running, and towel left to hold its own, Sally ran down the hall to the two still sitting at the Kitchen table debris hitting the house and the structure beginning to shake Sally was doing some screaming of her own.

Continue with me in this true story, learn what happen next, and why the grandmother never truly recovered from the storm, such even that put greater anger in Sally’s heart, that added to the anger she had been harboring since she was a very young child.

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Day 129 April 28, 2013

A mosaic of a man with a beard and a cross.

(Part Eight)

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It only took Sally like a split second to realize what was happening and what needed to be done. The Terror, It had been obvious in the voice of her neighbor, let alone the feel in Sally’s ears, warning enough with the roar that then competed with her cries that turned to adrenalin actions upon bolting entry in the kitchen. Betty was on her feet quicker than she had been in years, and Sally’s grandmother had no time to adjust her frame as Sally with the nurse immediately with no hesitation and with no time for politeness, gentleness having gone out the window, jerked the Grandmother’s chair back and lifted her up and out, and swept her, from each arm pit, supporting and feet dragging behind, thank the layout of the house, about seven feet to the basement door. Sally, already having lost towel, swung hard the door to open while even trying to get her Grandmother into position, who was now quite aware that she had to do her best to move, was doing some moving of her own. She had grabbed the railing leading down, feet and legs doing the best they could, Sally hurrying her the best she could, and the Nurse, at a loss of patience behind the two of them was met with one last decision, shove or die.

Nothing polite about how the Grandmother got up from the table, and nothing polite about how she was going from that slit decision forward into the basement. Sherry wasn’t even going to be able to move quick enough on legs, and the Grandmother and her were hit from behind with what seemed like a bomb blasting them thrown down the stairs, landing with a few hundred pounds, the Nurse and a little extra, all crushing down on the top of them. The Nurse, of desperation, had wildly leaped downward-propelling her body to drop on the two them the house, of a loud burst, just in a split second into the nurse’s leaping downward, just wasn’t there anymore the neighbor looking on in horror.

Please remain for the continuation.

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Day 130, April 29, 2013.

A mosaic of a man with a beard and a cross.

THE WORD MADE FLESH

WHAT SHALL SURELY BE.

(Part Nine)

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The grandmother had slammed hard, forced falling toward the base of the stairs, from knocked forward to even propelled, and of impact, to, smashed, as, again and again, upon her, came down what as if of one force, but the latter-end worse her body having been, by three impacts, one from the front and two from behind, moved about how one normally doesn’t, into a crumpled and flattened position the weight on top, mostly human, plural, 3 hundred pounds if not more, of well fed flesh and bones, those that even took a few extra seconds once landing, petrified  and bearing down.

One moment the Perish was there and the next it was gone the grandmother, not her coherent self, Sally, not her rationalized self, and the Nurse, just happy to be what of self, while the Petra, back at the plant, was to fate herself with embarrassment, having said, But God wouldn’t let anything happen to the Perish.

Disaster effects people in different ways, and more times than not in life changing ways when we least expect it. And four people suddenly were put out of house and home, but the Solomon’s, Isaac, May and Sally, didn’t have to go far to find a sound roof, as but a few feet away (about 12 ft), right next door, with the camp grounds even at that time full of guests, that night they boarded with their neighbor Isaac’s main Elder of the Church, whose house was miraculously untouched except but an overhang corner of roof.

The Solomon’s roof, barely even recognizable, ripped to shreds with everything else that was once the Perish, as, but then, across the length of the Solomon’s property and an open field, everything, pretty much, in the same unrecognizable condition, with the exception of the Petra’s thoroughly marked bible, with little water stains, and her black-velvet picture of Jesus that had missed the obliterating  wrath, somehow having overcome it.

The Word of God, as the Petra cherished it, and His image, as Lord, surely even so, the very thing that shall overcome.

Please proceed that I might take you to the day, not too long thereafter but sadly beyond the passing of the Solomon’s grandmother, that Sally, from everything devastating in her life, adding up, verbally proclaimed to the Petra what the Petra couldn’t believe her ears were hearing.

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Day 131 April 30, 2013

A mosaic of a man with a beard and a cross.

(Part Ten)

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After the tornado the Petra’s mother stepped in as a good mother, realizing the red cross, alone, with what help it could provide the Petra, was not the help, all in all, that she as a mother wanted for the Petra to get started again, as with a place to go or clothes to wear, at least not in the way that the Petra’s mother desired for her youngest daughter who she had put into two years of college and wasn’t able to finance further, still feeling like she had been less of a mother than what she wished she otherwise could have been, going as far back as to their family separation. And in so many ways, once again she did what she could do, though having not been able to provide for another year’s college tuition, she came to the rescue once again with first and last and deposit monies that the Petra might for a second time get into an apartment.

But, what really made a difference, a Mother to the rescue to her girl whose troubled path of life with all its twists and turns and after the devastation, could see once again, a mother doing what she could with the Petra seeking her out. And the Petra was fortunate in that way (though once a troubled child, through divorce, and yet still a struggling young woman), even as with, a mother that was ever (though for months at a time they were apart) reachable by phone to get involved with the Petra’s life which was spinning out of control and needed a little help.

And sad it was, Sally’s beginnings, her troubled life was mostly in her heart that had been broken by her biological mother and father. But of Isaac and May, when it came to being loved by them, Sally surely had been exceptionally blessed though she had gone through heartbreak to take that journey of life so blessed to have gone on. And, indeed, God works in mysterious ways, in so many ways, especially when He comes to the rescue, as he had in Sally’s life, with her approved, newly adopted parents, loving and godly. 

All the more reason why the Petra wastotally bewildered and taken back when she heard Sally, after witnessing about her Lord, outright andadamantlysay, I don’t love Jesus like you do. I don’t need God, Jesus or Love in my Life!

Please return tomorrow to begin to find out about the night that the Petra and Sally went to a party in the country, where Sally was cursed for saying such words, just approximately five minutes prior.

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Day 132 May 1, 2013

A mosaic of a man with a beard and a cross.

(Part Eleven)

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LET YOUR FORTITUDE FOR GOD REIGN IN YOUR LIFE, BUT NOT “INDOCTRINATION”

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Everything suddenly had changed in the Petra’s and in Sally’s life, but, with the support of the community, the Red Cross and Friends, even family, all were back on their feet before long. Even a brand new, modest Perish to pretty-much the same dimensions, as before, soon stood replacing the house that once had been of walls defiled, marked with feces from a vile rage the troubled little, adopted girl called Sally threw one day when her long suffering, morality imparting parents weren’t right there to stop her.

No, it had not been uncommon for Sally to throw fits, and to get agitated, especially when hearing the Word of God, but it was uncommon for her, a soprano, to talk in a mature and deeply robust, unquestionably male sounding voice. Sounds coming out of Sally’s mouth the Petra will never forget, and no one will ever be able to tell her it was drugs, or her voice by will of no one else but her. With, as well, the sounds, being sounds I look forward to tell you more about, even as, it is of my mission to bring the Exorcist upon demonic possession.

So, as by way of now, telling more, it was after a few months, beyond the woes of the tornado, when the Petra and Sally had gotten situated in their new dwellings, and life had seemed to return to some normalcy but back to the same boredom for Sally who had had not much in common with her parent’s godly contentment with the simple things in life, nor much together time with them that wasn’t structured around the ministry and the camp grounds, the Petra’s friend was desiring to do something to break the monotony.

Boredom, standard for many a teenage girl and especially one, an only child (and adopted), cooped up at home too far away to easily or safely walk into town where her two friends lived (friends, both with cars and liberties of different respects, accordingly to their age and dependents or guardians) had pretty much been a complaint for Sally for a long time, even long before her friends owned cars.

Yet, contributing to Sally’s boredom was that Sally was pretty much grounded, unless she was with friends, females, that Isaac and May felt they could trust, to keep Sally out of trouble with the boys. Hating they had ever trusted her (in their positions) without a chaperon, though she was at an age, just shy of seventeen, having based their liberty with her upon most loving and well mannered daughters of an understanding based on thoughtfulness and knowledge to the horrible position their bad decisions could create. Isaac’s and May’s positiveness and passiveness with who had not been a loving daughter, and same who needed love and validation of self, desperately, had been too shy of offence.

Sometimes what offends a teenager cannot be resolved certain things come not without offending . Even so, though it may offend the son or daughter, best it is in a culture that recklessly flaunts, of adults, open sexuality in the ears and eyes of children still under roof, that someone as like a dedicated driver for those that drink, but as a dedicated person toward chastity for the young still in required schooling or till the age of acceptable wed lock, good, be present when two young persons are in courtship.

And though Isaac and May had taught her well, still, they blamed themselves for the pregnancy, as, in part, they were to blame having taught her well, but, having not guarded(watched) her well. And, yet, of teaching good morals, especially to one that had been deserted at the age of three, had their teachings and what good they had ever meant to Sally as whom had rescued her from an orphanage, end totally as if thrown out the window with the abortion as like emphasizing, when facing unwanted life changing results, how resolved, by the throwing away of child by reason? Did the abortion serve only to protect Isaac’s position in the ministry and him keeping his parish? Answering yes would be a wrong answer. God’s way are not man’s ways.

Sometimes, even through sin, God mysteriously works, as, He is grieved willingly to overcome the wiles of Satan that those that normally love Him befall, and to turn something bad into something good. Even in that, everything works together, as promised, for good, for those called accordingly unto God’s purpose, as who love him, especially if having experienced shame and remorse for sin. Surprise, God worked to turn out from sin what worked to save, and even so in the Solomon’s lives Him having worked in His mysterious way for particularly Isaac and May His way, not man’s way.

Even as, Isaac and May loved the Lord even to receive his rebuke, knowing His rebuke is perfect and never shy of justice or mercy as a way to forgive (particularly for who experiencing a gray picture of everything appointed a time under heaven, and that truth alone not always meaning to say that the appointed time is not under sin). As, it is, God understands the facing or the making of a hard choice (when you have not been at watch) when that choice, right, leads to tribulation or unwanted life-changing results. But, what mankind, especially as who toward likened unto a child of God, needs to understand, a right choice as from when called upon, it is best to then as made and always made, regardless of thereof choosing facing or chancing tribulation, or, else, to else, divine fate , to when sure of the equivalent to that right path of tribulation or justice, but not avoided, taken or suffered, whether in life or in death, such ordained from the beginning, for the divine maintained.

We will reap what we sow, and not with a blessing for having done so, in the sense of covering for sin, lest, received is the Lord of Lords that made another way. And surely His way, with it being for redemption but even eternal life, it is how that for righteousness He coursed it for us to partake, so, too, for the divine preserved to all as would desire it, even to who plucked up out of the fire †’the curse and cross of Jesus Christ.

And, indeed, one might say that the Lord’s rebuke upon Isaac and May was the taking away of their perish in the way that He chose, but it would be wrong to say that He did it or rather allowed it because he did not love them. No, indeed, it was because He loved them, and he even loved Sally, though Sally was yet to say that she didn’t need God, Jesus or love in her life.

And it came to pass, Sally wanted to go to a party at a farm house in the country. One that the Petra wasn’t as much excited about, having reached a period in her life that she was moreover desirous to love the Lord with all her heart, even having dedicated her love not only to God, but to, also, a person, once a boyfriend whom her feelings had lingered toward, who God had sent back into her life, though then, when doing time, and who to be (the Petra not knowing, up front) as of the Petra’s close love for only a time, even as Sally was. So, going to a party to see or meet other men was not of interest to the Petra, then, though the Petra then was only sending letters to who her Lord had sent back into her life, though incarcerated. But there were even other influences, Isaac and May, of her time living with them, that had even furthered her heart to love the Lord more, and further, God Himself had worked in the Petra’s life in ways miraculous, more than once, giving her fortitude for Him, and He wasn’t finished yet. 

And to all who have come here to learn about the Petra, I say, believe in miracles, believe they are by the Power of God and angels, and know that they are not magic, lest magic, of them, is called upon. And may who stumbles at this learn to respect It.

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Day 133 May 2, 2013

A mosaic of a man with a beard and a cross.

(Part Twelve)

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No, Sally wasn’t giving up on convincing the Petra to drive them into the country for a huge party of people their age group that had gathered at a farm house, especially on an evening when her parents were out of town for the night, and no one would be at home to see how late she came in. She kept on and on until the Petra conceded and even toward, it could be an occasion for her to witness to old high-school acquaintances . 

Thus, what took place, driving down a dark country road, following directions to the party, the Petra had tried to entertain Sally with how God had been working in her life (the Petra’s life, even Sally’s), and to the sad amazement of the Petra, with Sally never verbally before having ever said anything derogatory of such order, Sally thought to cut her stories off, rashly spewing out, I don’t know about you, but I don’t love Jesus like you do. I don’t need God or Jesus or Love in my life! Words that horrified the Petra, not believing such words could have come out of Sally’s mouth, a daughter to two absolutely great people in the ministry, and high up in it. How, Why, it didn’t make sense? Where did all this ill placed anonymity against God come from? And of course the Petra stunned and alarmed retorted in love, disagreeing but only getting a chance to say before they pulled down the dirt drive to the farm house. I don’t understand, Sally, how could you say that, God has been so good to you? If you didn’t have love, if people didn’t have love, you wouldn’t have the wonderful parents you have. And there was silence between the two of them the rest of the way down the drive to the party.

Upon arrival Sally jumped out of the car before the car had even fully come to a stop, said a quick high to an acquaintance, a girl both her and the Petra knew, somewhat, and quickly worked her way through an outside gathering, making a straight course to the farm house door, and entered. And then, it was only literally a little more than five minutes from the time that they road down the drive way, the Petra barely into her first conversation with someone she knew from high school, at which time, the girl Sally had briefly said hello to, approached the Petra and passionately said, Get inside right now and take Sally home, She is on the couch and freaking out .

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Return to find out more about what turned into a horrific occurrence, even criminal and demonic that the Petra and Sally that night experienced.

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Day 134 May 3, 2013

A mosaic of a man with a beard and a cross.

(Part Thirteen)

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The sound and message of the girls voice was adamant enough that the Petra’s conversation wasn’t even ended with an excuse me , but even the people that had heard the girl’s plea, they too had quickly moved to gather into the house, making it difficult for the Petra to enter. Many, who had become aware, had gathered, as many as could, yet remaining at bay to what was going on except as was necessary, six young men that had taken charge, holding a destructive Sally down.

During forcefully pushing her way through the door, a man’s voice was overpowering the music inside abominable cursing the Petra worked her way through and in, till she, startled and terrorized, came to a stop front and center.

Sally sure enough was on the couch and was doing some freaking out, but not just any freaking out; The Petra had never seen or heard the like before. And the man’s voice that was saying vial curse words, lividly and ferociously taking God’s name in vain, interjecting a four letter word, and Commanding God and Jesus to act sexual abominations upon its person, it was coming out of Sally’s mouth. Sally in the man’s voice pronouncing clearly that vial, four-letter word followed by the word me , and me followed by God and, then next, starting over again, ending with Jesus , until the Petra came within her godless site. That is, after the whites if her eyes had rolled over, back to those viewing being able to see her muddied with mascara blues that peered as dead.

But, at first, when Sally saw the Petra, her whole countenance changed and relaxed, and she cried out the name that the Petra had been going by since her days at Evangel College, to then, with an obvious return to tears pouring and running her thick mascara over the chicks of her face, her sweat young voice whimpered, Help me Treena, Help me, it hurts, it hurts! And the Petra moved to go to her, but, then, just as quick as Sally had changed countenance she changed it again. And the Petra stopping, in place, to still but a few feet away from Sally who was back into the man’s voice and strength that was taking all six of the young men that had taken charge to hold down she reacted to instinct or was it fear, stopping again to the site and voice that the Petra knew was impossible for Sally’s eyes and vocal chords to naturally make. To which the Petra only knew to equate, as how to what was happening with Sally, it was demonic possession; it showed all signs though the Petra had never seen demonic possession. For not even the movie The Exorcist had she yet gone to see, not a fan of horror movies; and she felt like, at that moment, she was in one, and it was real.

And to note reasonable her awareness, putting aside good or bad, the Petra was not ignorant to the effects of drugs she herself, prior to Evangel College, had been no virgin toward concerning. And, yet, the ignorant stood all round, and none knowing anything about the conversation the Petra and Sally had just had mere moments before their arrival to the party, not even knowing that Sally was a preacher’s daughter, a prime target for the wiles and havoc of the spiritual enemies of God, let alone, in Sally’s case, herself, an attractive lure for a demon to reside with, as same who stewing in whatever emotional relationship she had continuous with animosity, etc. 

And two young men that were standing to the side watched and said Hey Man, she must be on PCP , as the demonic male voice more wicked than ever dragged out its words, saying the four letter word, alternating between that and the word suck followed by me and an even more long drawn out, as to then, a Treena, looking straight at the Petra with eyes of Sally raging. And as the countenance between Sally’s cries and the demon-voice battled for attention, Sally in and out of the abominable state, the Petra with all the people looking on, still six boys holding Sally down, the nineteen year old Petra didn’t know what to do. But the Petra knew she had to do something, and once again tried to approach Sally to take her from the young men.  But others came and pulled her away, as the boys refused to let go, warning the Petra she would not be able to handle her, and she best leave her with them.

And it was more than seeming as that how the Petra’s presence irritated the demon that much more; so the Petra was politely asked by one of the men, to entrust Sally with them until she would to calm down. Someone saying, they would come and get her when all was clear for her to take Sally into her charge; and someone else saying to the Petra, right now there is nothing you can do. So, the Petra, coming to what seemed to be a rational decision in behalf of the two of them, as without a doubt in her opinion Sally was under demonic possession, and seeing it for the first time with then lacking the anointing of the apostles of Jesus Christ, but even having witnessed her unusual strength, and yet, herself, the Petra, to have experienced the strength of god, went back outside to wait, wisely knowing she was, then, no match.

I want to thank those of you who have taken an interest in this true story about the Petra’s life, and I pray that you, just like the Petra, will not be ignorant to demonic position and the evils of spiritual infirmities. As the world begins to understand these things, it is even my mission to be in the forefront of such knowledge coming forth. Stay with me and go with the Petra upon her return inside the farm house. Be there with her when she approaches the demon again, but then, all alone.

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Day 135 May 4, 2013

A mosaic of a man with a beard and a cross.

(Part Fourteen)

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Again, not too much thereafter, as the Petra waited outside trying to gather her thoughts, but kept being interrupted by old acquaintances asking what kind of drug Sally was on (herself insisting Sally wasn’t on any drug, instead that is was demonic, and noticing an ex-boyfriend of Sally’s arrive), the same girl as before again came running outside to the Petra, noticeably disturbed and scolding her and saying, I told you to take Sally home. Now their inside doing a train on her! Dropping everything again, though the Petra somewhat confused about what the girl meant, she ran inside to find Sally. Entering the front room all she saw were people here and there carrying on, coming and going, and not anywhere was there a Sally the couch was full of other people then, no sight even of the six men. 

She cried, Where is Sally? , gaining the attention of a couple of people that stood by, and one said,  I think in the bedroom , pointing to a direction that the Petra of no hesitation took off for. And pronto, in the direction pointed, finding a hallway she did, the one likely leading to the bedroom and bath, in which the Petra started off being somewhat polite working her way through a line that was blocking-path going in the small hall. A line for what she thought, at first, all was for going into the bathroom, but as common sense struck her, seeing that the line split and ended up at the bedroom, and it particularly only of all boys, some she recognized of the six, it quickly became like the scene of Jesus Christ at the temple and like a train derailing. But now it was the Petra and she was doing her own throwing, and this caboose was not stopping while giving her loud and adamant piece of mind, screaming What are you guys doing?  How dare you, get out of my way right now

She had of great force attacked the first few backs off guard, yanked and swung their shoulders around, barreling through meeting some resistance to slow her down to reaching the bedroom door just as a young man came rushing out pulling his attire into proper position. True, she had not been the-least-bit-afraid doing her-throwing-out of the unscrupulously wicked as human. But just as soon as she passed the guy coming out, herself not even taking thought as to what she was going to do next, she found herself in the bedroom looking into the dark, and not quite as confident as before eyes still adjusting, glancing back briefly to see the hallway behind had cleared and hearing at a small distance, from the side, a man’s growling voice.

Do not miss what happens next; Stay to find out what happened.

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Day 136 May 5, 2013

A mosaic of a man with a beard and a cross.(part Fifteen)

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The Petra then turning her head to where vulgar obscenities were coming from, where with a candle on the floor, just at the right angle casting light of long, upward shadows and miraculously still burning up-right in a room while everything else throughout the rest of the room had been as if in a type of demolition, she saw a face illuminated horrifically, Sally’s, and she was then naked with only her simulated army boots as still on, and on the floor in a corner of the room, hair completely disarrayed, going in all directions as if deliberately ratted wet, face smudged and streaked with mascara and then, too, with lip stick. True, the Petra had never seen Sally in such a pitiful and frightening manner, especially with the voice growling demonic tones out of her mouth swearing to the Petra, daring the Petra to come near, saying that it would to kill her. And the thought hit her; why hadn’t she thought of it before. And next, it was the the Petra that ran out, and frantic, looking for Dan, truly the most muscular boy in all high school, who she just saw arrive not too long ago, Sally’s ex-boyfriend (a mature young man, that had even been a good friend and even a good ex-boyfriend to Sally, who could be trusted, having proven it in the past of taking good care of Sally), but even he was the brother of the young man God had brought back into the Petra’s life, who she was so dedicated to, hoping to bring to Jesus Christ, and why of no interest to have gone to the party in the first place.

The Petra calling out, first, Dan’s name throughout the house, seeking him and seeing him not, to then yelling it even louder for the distant yard where for the darkness things were hard to make out, she said a Thank You God, hearing Dan’s voice return from a distance, What! Out further in the yard, which really had become the field that had turned into what looked more like a parking lot, but where the news of the hysterically angered Petra and her dealings hadn’t reached, Dan looked toward the Petra as she ran toward him continuing to cry out his name in an obvious voice that wasn’t one happy to see him, but desperate and relieved.

Reaching him the Petra took no time to explain, immediately grabbing him away and pulling him toward the house, trying to explain to him as they went. And all the stuff about demonic possession went in one ear and out the other, Dan just could not relate, but knew by the Petra’s report and her hysterical manner that he had never seen before, that, Sally must be in some kind of trouble. And with the pace that the Petra kept him and even by his more learned realization of what had been going on by the time they got near to the door of the house, then having heard about the train, even Dan couldn’t get to the bedroom quick enough. 

Now I will take you back into the bedroom to what happens next.

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Day 137 May 6, 2013

A mosaic of a man with a beard and a cross.

(Part Sixteen)

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Dan and the Petra quickly went to Sally’s aid, she was crying terribly when the Petra and Dan came into the room and pleading with them to help her go the bathroom. She had grabbed a sheet, and, it and her, both, were totally in a mess parts of her body still exposed, but to Dan, not what he had not seen before. And to the purposes of this rescue, her nudity seen of the only adequate help the Petra could reach out for, not what anyone having the godly compassion of Jesus Christ would to be judging at such a time. This is not about judging Sally’s and Dan’s prior sinning against their flesh, nor about Him seeing her flesh, it was about compassion and rescue in a predicament of demonic aggression. And I do say, for to rebuke anyone one having judgement against Dan’s helping, rather have the true love of Jesus Christ, of which I hope you are taught. And have wisdom as to when there is purpose under heaven, even for such scenarios, looking for good help, as the Petra found herself in. And with Dan there with her, Sally, but good, surprisingly not talking in the man’s voice, nor of the strength of six men. No longer was she threatening to kill. And, of course, without such going on, to Dan, almost making it seem as if the Petra’s story had been something having been worth going in one ear and out the other, as if having been imagined. But, it mattered not, he was still there willing to do all that he could to make sure Sally was going to be O.K.

And they wrapped Sally securely up in the sheet and grabbed her closes strewn throughout the room, and led her quickly one door down, of perfect timing no one in, bath, free. There, cleaning Sally up, wiping off all the mascara that covered her face and combing her hair, the Petra and Dan worked together to calm the tears of Sally, even to dress her and to give her water to drink from the faucet.

The Petra was happy to note that Sally had not in approximately 10 minutes talked in the demonic voice, but Sally was still seemingly introverted within herself, and shivering. But most positively you could tell she was happy, as comforted, to see Dan, though still pitiful of distraught character, and she clung to Him, not wanting to let Him go, even coming across afraid without Him near, even as the Petra would have to confess, not afraid herself, because Dan was with her in the presence of Sally at that time.

As far as the Petra was concerned, that Party, from that moment further, of seeing Sally cleaned up and with who she clung to, with, you could tell, herself feeling secure with Him, it was over for her, and she wanted to leave. And Dan, he himself wanting to get Sally home, it was good, even good because, Dan, with reliable transportation to taxi Sally home, wasn’t afraid at all, even in that, He had not seen the scene of Sally talking in a man’s voice, nor of the strength of many men he was not a believer of demonic possession. And all went home, and a demon went too.

Go on to hear what happened next at the Perish.

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Day 138 May 7, 2013

A mosaic of a man with a beard and a cross.

(Part Eighteen)

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The Petra considered herself blessed that Dan had come to the party and that he had been her hero. She had put it of importance to call Sally the next day and to inquire about how she was doing, and she certainly spent all her way driving home talking to God, thanking Him for Dan, and asking Him as to what she should do next, best for Sally, knowing that the incident just couldn’t be forgotten, and still wondering what the next day would bring, if more of the same. 

The next day began just like any other day, but there was at least one thing different about that day, and it was the Petra’s perspective, an awareness that had never been in her life before . With, how as to, waking up to the fact, demonic possession wasn’t just something you read about in the Gospels pertaining to Jesus Christ casting out demons in His day and age. It was something that she had witnessed for herself. And certainly a lot more people from the party would have felt the same way if they had known Sally like the Petra, having been familiar with her sweet, soprano voice, and not ever before a mature man’s, seemingly more than double her age, surfacing when her eyes were rolled completely over to their whites. As, it just didn’t add up for the Petra that Sally’s character was brought on by any drug least considering and not just because it had been only a few minutes right after they arrived that Sally fell into the demonic rage, but even after having said she wanted nothing to do with God, Jesus or love, and that the voice was diffidently a man’s, and the things it was saying were so abominable toward God, Jesus and the Petra as Treena, and toward no one else.

And what a coincidence it was that, love , the other thing besides God and Jesus that Sally had said she did not need, it is even a considered meaning of another name the Petra once went by, while you might note Treena closely means pure in Greek, pierced in San-script, and has a cryptic consonant likeness to a Hebrew word for pole , but even means triple or Trinity in Latin.

  • Treena, as pure , in Hebrew, has the same consonants as words such as son , wheat and field, therefore, a connection to them by cryptic structure without vowel marks all, note, as by the wisdom of the Petra, are metaphors for Jesus as the LOGOS.
  • Pierced is as a metaphor for Jesus Christ, but even the Petra is considered pierced of a piercing.
  • Pole of course is a symbol for the Petra of ancient pagan times, when they inappropriately worshiped her.
  • Treena, of Latin, it is closest to triple’ , for trinity , that which is when God and [1] Jesus and [2] Jesus’ turned-into  œspiritual Church are met of their destiny, together, as ONE, of spirit (because of the will of the Father who had already become one with and as God).
    1. Jesus: THE LOGOS, a work made divine foremost as through  God’s divine , that given of the Father [the Almighty who having provided a way that others might be one with same] to, as but even through faith of works, toward the Work having gained an appointed union with the Spirit of God, Good. 
    2. The Spiritual Church, forth, as with, the trinity: who the chosen, foremost believers who shall be or have been established of the spirit of the Word, so worshiping God in spirit or having believed upon the name of the Work, that they might enter IN, to be as one with it. Its own, those having believed properly unto it, and or to be even who having believed rightly upon the Promise come of the Father , to, accounted of same.

Yes, the essence of the only thing worthy to be called The Trinity, as that not rather of heresy (as, not inappropriately understood of false doctrine), it shall be what as by God’s Spirit, Holy, and consisting of the Petra’s (her and hers to be called metaphorically children of God) and The Almighty’s (His inspiration and communication ), all of spirit ONE. 

For we shall worship God, even as the Petra has, in The Spirit which even greatly, moreover, is Love(love, even, a close meaning of one of the Petra’s names), and, even in, the true relationship with the Divine’s Musterion (the Spirit of Prophecy). And in the boundless spirit, that of God’s, of its awareness righteously and proportionality allocated, man shall only be if by command, the Father’s (that command even given unto Jesus, as one with the Father). And, man of the experience , they shall be as of the age’s destiny through Jesus. They shall be who to worship their God while of a strength wherewith of oneness, whether going or not going into heaven. But, all, whoever of that Spirit, no less than how as through Jesus toward glorified. And, if of the heavenly Kingdom, man, when or where having received the Spirit, Holy, then it shall be, whether of returning to the flesh, or not. But, also, of worshiping God, and even whereby receiving Its power visited or retained of the Spirit, holy, it shall be and already is how  with what part of the trinity having been ordered fully or severally come down as of the Father or of the Father and Jesus with and as God, ONE.

Of the Trinity it is right to note that the three, as one, are not three God’s, for there is only, truly, one god, and that is, with or without the trinity. Three, apart from God, as God, not so (of its unknowable measure), but, each, how having gone to be one with God , or toward moreover reveled as what made of what is God , by spirit then, even so, God to what relevant degree. [Haven’t I told you, whom loving and possessing truth, that, even you are gods, though of your current flesh you shall die lest the God whose true foundation does not shake beneath Him comes to judge and rises up. But, know a truth, God, as Spirit, even is what is in each of us, at different degrees of the light – though, your light, “the same as darkness”. But, blessed are the pour in spirit but great in God’s spirit, who shall not be shaken, having waxed strong in which even their own spirit has gained power. (God is Spirit, and spirit we have in each of us, great or not because of how we have taken care, or of how cared for we have been, and surely if our Spirit rises and our countenance comes great, it is because the foundation is the truth.)]

But, yet, the Trinity, with or of man (which is most surely with the Petra [the Mother of this]), it is such as of spirit wherewith of them only as through the Logos to Jesus Christ, even because who Jesus, who having been preordained unto such by who titled the Father, even that Jesus might be titled the Father, as, they become one. As, even that, the Father whom the Almighty as like a father, He gave way unto even how summed a Trinity, as with, the Spiritual Church that becomes Spirit, Holy (ordering God’s Blessed Spirit shared, as like a kingdom for the Bride, as, having loved man through man’s faith by works, unto what man has called the Trinity, that even of righteousness, peace and joy a spiritual state of their unity (theirs, as a holy spirit, as one) with God’s Boundless Spirit, holy and because of God the Father having willed but, sadly same, of old, how of error perceived lacked understood, even so as to why instruction on the matter to Mohammad).

Yes, having ordered so that there is a connection to a complete awareness of God and angels as and for JESUS’ Spiritual Church who the Bride (even the Petra) “ thus, of the Trinity (what this Logos aspires unto, after as from becoming complete of itself) – man, too, part of the Spirit as its third part (the Spiritual Churchwith the Petra, as, all, then of spirit, of God (greater than certain angels), and of there, where Love is from who (the Father) approving, allocating and sharing. For, indeed, from the beginning it was of the Father’s desire, who there with Him the Bride through Jesus, Jesus and her, who to even be Him . So, too, the Bride, of the Spirit, Holy, when who GOD as how of a Trinity that only knows self as ONE, because it is ONE, and not of association with God, but as God, of boundless spirit, holy. [But forget not, there are different glories in heaven, not all become one with the Spirit, Holy. Some will only be graced with It as is needed from time to time, even because they did not take the high road.]

Now, let us return to the Petra’s story. 

And all the night before was weighing heavy upon the Petra’s heart, and after she rose putting a few things in order to begin her day, hereafter planning to set down and to call Sally, hoping such leading into having a lengthy conversation in person with her (that is, if her parents were at least in or close by to the perish), the phone rang. On the other end of the line was a hysterical Sally having called first, screaming and crying loudly, Get over here right now! There’s something inside of me, and I can’t get it out !

We will continue with what happened when the Petra entered the new Perish. Be with us not to know what was inside of Sally, but of, what came into the Petra.

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Day 139 May 8, 2013 

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(Nineteen)

A mosaic of a man with a beard and a cross.

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Soon, we will return to the Perish, but it was on this day we needed to pray, for this should be a house of prayer. 

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So, let us pray.

Dear God, may your name, Yodh, The Eye To Rejoice become holy unto man, and may man, who calling themselves a believer, stop using the word God by which to be emphatic or expressive, especially when to express their anger. 

Many times it is not personnel to you, as you know, who knows all things; and even because, you have been a suffering god of man’s wicked tongue. But, surely man, thoughtless of the title God, has, in ways he is not aware, offended all that honors you. And surely they are who shall be required, before entering into the kingdom of heaven, where your own upholding your word judge them needful of being of repentance, and if ever of where of the presence of the almighty and glorified Father, to or through how having been under the curse of Jesus Christ, wherefore not entering in of the glory until called and or having become a spotless lamb. But, if who of proud, wrong determination and or of aware blasphemy against the Spirit, the Hêy, Holy, whether of the revelation of letter, or as who it represents as when she is set apart from sin, and they are with her, in, or of sight of her wisdom, it from her prudence of faithfulness, bless you God with your Word true “ they shall be assigned guilty of eternal sin, never again to be for or toward fully blessed of the foremost blessings and glories, having rejected the good fruit, the revelation even of the breath of life, claiming you of an improper mix, and surely blaspheming you of all the hidden come forth from the Petra. So, as with not honoring her even as for who to become set apart, a sacred one, justified of you and her own, them, missing the mark to even recognize the way unto you – the like, who having never come into your full glory. AMEN, may it be.

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Thank you for your prayer. 

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Day 140 May 9, 2013

A mosaic of a man with a beard and a cross.

(Part Twenty)

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The Petra got to the Perish as fast as she could get there, safely. And pulling into the drive there was nothing else on her mind but to get to Sally as quick as she could, as she was in overdrive, God even her love for Sally brought her in of no awareness to her surroundings, not noting that Isaac and May were nowhere around.

Even thinking that Isaac and May, if anywhere, they were with Sally in her room. And the Petra, simply upon entry saying, Hello! I’m here! , went in and headed straight for Sally’s bedroom. Arriving there the Petra found Sally still in tears, and immediately, once more, back to pleading, and with, then, seen of pain, crying, Help me, there is something inside of me, and I can’t get it out! The Petra was grossly stunned Sally pointing to her body, while the Petra realizing, at that moment, that they were obviously all alone. Sally, in pain, having thrown her covers aside, laid there pointing to her vagina – Help me, something is in me and I cannot get it out! And, woe, oh how it got that way, and not just because of the Petra’s bad judgment. With, there was no better time than right then and there for the Petra to begin aid and to inquire as to what Sally remembered from the night before. So, from there, realizing of Sally’s response, nothing (remembered), the Petra reported all. Sally, hearing, turned horrified, and cried all the more, because the hand of who loved her, had only stopped the physical pain, and then, her pain was her shame and her fear.

Stay here to learn how that it was that Sally was released from all the wickedness that held her in mental anguish.

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Day 141 May 10, 2013

A mosaic of a man with a beard and a cross.

(Part Twenty One) 

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Sally had been raped, if anything, by the young man noted leaving the farm house bedroom just as the Petra had pushed her way through the abominable train in the hall, and it wasn’t a pleasant story to tell, and, with Sally, anything but pleasant for her to hear, but even feel. That time of the month.such defiling and what held the blood beyond her reach, to which, causing pain and further defiling, the Petra was needed to deliver. And The Petra went back to where it began, back to what was most important, all the way back to when Sally had verbalized in the car that she didn’t need God, Jesus or Love in her life. With, of course not leaving out her spells of demonic behavior and voicing, that of a man’s the Petra bore all details, leaving not out the wickedness of others lined up and coming out.

Sally was so ashamed and horrified, responding in such a way that it amazed the Petra. The Petra had gotten through to her, and she desired repentance. So distraught, Sally asked the Petra to pray with her, but she wanted to pray in her parent’s bedroom, quickly dressing and grabbing the Petra’s hand to follow her where she felt safe.

The Petra in all the time she had known Sally, she had never heard her pray, and what should have been normal for a Preacher’s daughter and even old hat for that daughter’s friend, then, a first with the Petra to audience, it was what followed like sweet music into the Petra’s ears.

But the wonderful sound of hearing Sally repent and ask God and Jesus to forgive her and to come into her life, such was not the only first that the Petra would experience on that day to remember, one unforgettable.

Sally even went back in time to where her animosity began. And from that, and her, of adding to prayer, speaking similar words to those of Jesus Christ on the Cross, something of great deliverance came.

Continue to learn more about that great deliverance and the words that Sally spoke.

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Day 142 May 11, 2013

A mosaic of a man with a beard and a cross.

(Part twenty Two)

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An immediate transfer from Sally’s bedroom to Isaac’s and May’s bedroom took place, through which the Petra following Sally’s lead, they took place on Isaac’s and Mays bed, sitting down on its side edge the Petra next to Sally, on her left. And Sally began to pray. It was pouring out of her like water, words of such sincere apology, and words of thanks, thanks for her loving parent, Isaac and May, while of the asking for forgiveness. Words that even spread out, going back in time, that not only asked forgiveness of Sally, but even words, out of Sally’s mouth, that asked for the forgiveness of whom in Sally’s life that was obviously at the core of Sally’s emotional stirring and mental suppression that tied into Sally’s self esteem and inability to trust and to be at ease, not letting go. Even, tying into Sally at times feeling more comfortable with leaning toward self defense by anger backed up or validated by self pity and woe.

And, as but coming from a girl that could not stand to hear the Word of God, who had been observed by the Petra as someone that probably found it hard to give-into certain godly concepts coming out of her parent’s faith, it was a surprise to the Petra that both the Word of God and its moral concepts, those that had been in Sally’s life disrespected as annoyingly constant for her, and, to her, unwanted reminders of such things like forgiveness, were by Sally, then, welcomed and how, both, in her prayer the word of God and particularly forgiveness. Utilizing both in prayer, it was a major step she took.  And sweet it was in the Petra’s ears, that, she heard Sally fully address, and even from the depth of her heart, feelings that had weighed her down. Those, at that time, she let go, to, herself having been blessed with movement of spirit reacting and flushing out, by whatever means, following words similar to those of extreme forgiveness in the Testaments from the early followers of Jesus Christ. 

For, Sally had begun to talk to her moreover confessed unto Lord about her father and mother that had deserted her, and, that led to her letting it all go out the animosity as one might perceive because of her expressed will, God to forgive those that had given her up. Or was it driven out, instead of released, as to, feelings veil, wicked, horrifying, terrorizing energy beyond expression. Those beyond normal or bearable, at ones conscious level, and surely to cause trauma on ones body if all at once to enter, as those that came out of her when she said Forgive them God, for they did not know what they were doing . 

The Petra would not have believed it if she had not been there to actually hear it, Sally saying words close enough as like same as those that were from the cross, and as it turned out, she, even, would have had a hard time believing in what happened next, if she had not been actually there to feel what happened held at bay (soon to be revealed). But first it was rare and refreshing, Sally speaking words that were almost the same as those from Testaments that shall pay due reward, those like unto what Jesus Christ had said upon the cross, those that flowed out of Sally’s mouth only after the truly unjustified by mere human words flowed into the Petra’s body.

And that which flowed, such, prior, the Petra had only believed in by faith, and had known really nothing of true comparison or personal knowledge about, but what as from what little was said about the Kingdom of God pertaining to righteousness, peace and joy in the Spirit, Holy, as describe in many a Testament toward the words of Jesus Christ, etc. Words, describing ¦, but those, though inspired so being of the human language to draw from, not even really fully likening to such, because the human language not able to perfectly express in few words.

Learn about where the terrorizing energy beyond expression also first went, as it left Sally’s body, even learn more about my ultimate mission for reaching and partaking in, as becoming that as best described as, the Kingdom of God, even as that which is of an expression and connection to and of Cosmic Spirit, blessed and holy for your deliverance and communion with freedom, purity and clearness. For, let it be, if anything, what I stand for becomes one with as such.

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Day 143 May 12, 2013

A mosaic of a man with a beard and a cross.

(Part twenty- Three)

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The timing of a rescue was perfect with how in that it was what as by supreme power and intelligence. And, yes, It would not have been so perfect least as by The Ultimate Might.

That Might, is who man shall revere, and, even too, man’s highest, if man as whom righteous. For they shall (who the faithful), as by, proceed forth as where equally adjoined of Spirit, and, yet, revering ever, even so because of what was by graced called forth of the Petra – Truth as a deliver. 

And the same Might, though of a mystery to you now, it was the Petra’s deliver, whom having put into action itself as a force above the Petra, great and mighty as even part of the omnipresent. The above, itself, as even too, where as an ultimate force of intelligence, itself, what working hand in hand with its complete command, as ONE, but even of designation and order, to be directly above the Petra, at a distance, as was needed till the greater good, assured, did succeed. 

Indeed, what was above, it was of command because of and from its highest command. Being of one mind through its submitting to godliness perfectly predetermined, And, who commanding deliverance who channeled through conveyance [not necessarily of tangible substance]“, and, indeed, that day in mission over the heaven right above the Petra. Even, too, of empowered perfection of intent and strength, it sent itself, as the highest, the directed down .  

Yes, that which did come over the Petra, it was from above, sent of its greater self as the omnipresent and invincible, willed and released to its target just before evil sought her out. Her hero as what even of itself for the sending as an eternal and an enlightening essence Spirit, holy, all powerful and knowing. Yes, as the directed, it was aimed perfectly and precisely, peacefully and gently as if of all of Life’s consciousness, but yet, regardless, God and cosmic, pouring down and thoroughly amalgamating as like saturating what even flowed feeling like water, but was not wet like water, what brought comfort as peace and joy unspeakable, brilliance as unlimited knowledge appropriately veiled and revealed but rightly, while consisting of undeniable testimony with no words Indeed, yes, self as the Almighty, but, blessing, of sharing self, target same (as was needed).

Oh, doubt not, the Spirit of God, serving a godly purpose, streamed into the Petra by, upon contact, first touching the Petra’s fingers that had been held above her head. Those that had been at her highest point from lifting them prior in praise, were those as for who having heard Sally pray, and having never expected the excellent and wondrous visitation that did take place – the Spirit that was delivered as the invincible shield that did to penetrate through those fingers, pouring into the Petra’s vessel.

Of of truth, a divine plan playing out as what was the effects of Sally’s prayer, with her Lord Jesus  forgiving and compassionate, and, therefore, to the rescue even and moreover for the Petra. Yes, along side to where Sally sat and became purged the Supreme Power and Intelligence, went to the rescue , having willed and sent the Spirit, holy, moving in and down the arms and over the head and passing through, all the way down to the Petra’s toes as it gave guard. A Commands intelligence having held the reigns of God’s infinite spirit, even its Spirit for the sending, and even in order that it might protect the Petra from the demonic spirit that immediately exited Sally’s body being purged, right after she asked God to forgive her first father and mother.

And to such blessedness, the Petra did not resist, even to, of great gratitude, when the demon of spirit fierce touched her.

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Day 144 May 13, 2013

A mosaic of a man with a beard and a cross.

(Part Twenty-Four)

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As the Almighty Spirit, holy, flowed down through the Petra’s body, the glory consumed her, and as when passing through her how but sat, as placed upon the bed, she, during its presence, realized from that moment on, till it did to exit back up in the heaven, she did not feel the bed underneath her, though it was there to support her .  She did not feel the laws of gravity against her. It took absolutely no effort or strength for her to hold her arms above her head, nor any strength to sit up. She felt as if she was of no weight, as light as a feather, feeling not even her feet placed upon the floor. The flowing came to a rest once the glorious intelligence, blessed, had infiltrated her whole body. And it remained at rest until she was safe from all harm.

The demonic presence that had evidenced itself at the farm the night before, and even then, surely would not be evidencing itself again anytime soon as in the body of Sally, for, a thoroughgoing cleaning and a glorification took place. As, not only in the body of Sally were things happening, her being aware of something leaving her body, completely. But even, in the mind of the Petra, ”a complete awareness that the Petra was given by the Spirit, holy. From the one holy that had entered the Petra, the Petra as because of, became able, in the fuller sense, to sense the wickedness of the demonic spirit without harm when it touched her who sat, then, on the bed next to Sally. As, with what happen, next, the demonic spirit was denied any ongoing after effect from being fully sensed and mentally grasped of its once presence, seeking entrance – yes, harming her not, though as known even in the mind of the Petra.

As it was just after Sally said God forgive them for they did not know what they were doing, that most horrific spirit, as of coming out of Sally’s body, it was met of no shock or reaction of any kind by the Petra. As, when by contact, held but yet of the outside to its sought attempted amalgamation – the Glory, in, rather having took precedence, prior, in her mind and body, and the horror and the suicidal energy, though great, it was not made personal or feared with the Petra’s mind. Yes, though the spirit thought quickly to devour another, of coming out of Sally and directly departing mere inches over to the Petra, it made that move in vain, as that, of no avail it acted upon a desire to invade her sitting on the left. 

The Petra felt the demon in spite of it although spirit and not tangible, as it touched her on her right shoulder herself being able to feel as to the invisible, and not just any invisible, whereas, such as, a terrifying energy , even a greatly dismaying, emotional energy. Where ever of contact, extreme and beyond a human ‘s full capacity of realization with a human-being, same, retained in well being, from its horror. But, as there, with the divine circumstances, it was, to the Petra, of no harm though of full fledged awfulness as it began to spread out over the surface of her body. For she was able to sense clearly with no fear or lasting effect, even everywhere and moreover, dew to the godly and mighty spirit that had just prior flowed into her body, that which everywhere and by nature did hold the evil energy at bay and not able to penetrate an opposite type of energy, that as holy in every fiber of her. She realized her invincible state, immediately, and just sat in awe feeling the wickedness move to cover her body all around but not able to enter though it did to as if press in. And more about the evil, “who of no avail” because of the Might that shielded the Petra, the Petra even knew such also as mere heaviness against the godly spirit of opposite nature, with, even, toward the holiness and glory, the evil, of no abilities to cause change or movement to its weightlessness or placement. Of no aggression, the Spirit, holy for, such was with out effort a barrier – “that that had entered her and was manifesting itself as her of a godly glorified state, was a natural enemy, by purity, holiness, love, joy, peace.

But the evil, as you might say, hung out for a few, extra seconds, as if hoping to overcome the glory that had shielded the Petra, till, of some intelligible sense, conceding and gathering, it contracted, pulling itself together, all to the right side of the Petra, departing off and away unto where the Petra knew not. To, at which time, when the Petra was as free of the evil seeking entry, she then felt the flow, that glory originally that came in like controlled water gently and evenly pouring in, begin again, but then it was different, as moving in the opposite direction, up and out, body part by body part. Leaving a human experience of gravity and normal realization as it left, but even after exiting the finger tips, from where it first entered where above the Petra’s head, there was one last effect.

Learn about the most important memory that the Petra had from that experience, what happen next, the blessing that surely she received because both girls believed in Jesus Christ, and that which became for the Petra, of experiencing, surely a confirmation to a major aspect of her faith in who her Savior, which even has now, as a memory, strengthened her broader realization of truth as a whole, .

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Day 145 May 14, 2013

A mosaic of a man with a beard and a cross.

(Part Twenty-Five-three)

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The Spirit, holy, moved up and out, the rescue was complete, and something like unto an over-ride of the Petra’s verbal functions for a view moments took place. Some type of auto pilot that did puppeteer the Petra’s breathing and vocalizing, it began immediately after the Spirit, holy, exited the Petra’s fingers.

It was what the Petra would have been more than happy to render, if she had been more naturally couth to give proper respect, instead of continued lack of movement, because of being stunned and amazed beyond normal. And grateful she was that something assured that she did the right thing, and, that was, to give praise to who had saved her from the demonic spirit from entering. From which, that greatest blessing the Petra received, a confirmation, for her, of who her savior is, was and will be , as by the assured communication that did go forth. One not a natural response and even because (though she knew the Spirit, holy, prior was a channeling even of God) she yet did to know more, that is, as to, who to thank. 

So, when all the flow had gone out, the only thing left, it being other than the Petra naturally and not necessarily as something that then came into her or wasn’t prior a part of her soul, it was either what caused her to give thanks properly on its own, or of input of command from something else. That which prompted her, it took control, moving her bodily functions to vocalize a verbal phrase, three times, and of praise, running even on her joy, who to thank so very happily, Thank You Jesus, Thank You Jesus, Thank You Jesus! 

No longer from that time forward did the Petra believe in God and Jesus by faith, for thereafter it was by personal experience, leaning toward a better knowledge.

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Day 146 May 15, 2013


A mosaic of a man with a beard and a cross.

(Part Twenty-Six)

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And it was that at that exact same time, after the third Thank You Jesus , simultaneously the Petra and Sally turned to each other, eyes all wide eyed, and bodies energized with great excitement and joy, and with no intention of mimicking each other, they did spill out, having turned face to face, Did you feel that!! And then they busted out in a celebration of laughter for having both said the same thing, to talking on top of each other, the Petra excitingly saying, I felt the Holy Spirit come inside of me. , and Sally, of joy, saying in-sink, I felt something come out of me rushing to tell each other their whole  experience, and Sally, well, feeling like a completely new person from her purging, lighter than before and begging the Petra to take them to town, so that she and the Petra might witness to friends about what had just happened.

But, Sally didn’t need to do any begging, the Petra was eager herself, and the very first person the Petra talked to when they arrived into town, a young guy that was known for playing the flute, from her town that had once had gone with the girls, Sally, the Petra and Allie into the country to view the stars, but pointing to things in the sky that were as if dancing about, told the Petra before she even said a word, Don’t say a thing, I already know!, And if you think that was something.

Continue to find out what else the sky gazer had to say.

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Day 147 May 16, 2013

A mosaic of a man with a beard and a cross.

(Part Twenty-Seven)

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The Petra was completely baffled. How could the young man know what had happened, when no one knew but Sally and her. Why would he even think to say even before word-one came out of the Petra’s mouth, Don’t tell me I already know?’ It did, year after year, baffle the Petra when ever she would to look back on that night, and especially because of what he said next, And if you think that is something, Its nothing compared to what’s to come . And still it is with his comment, yet to this day, not discerned fully, she can only wonder as to what he mysteriously stated would come, was it the very reality of what my mission is , to worship God in Spirit, doing away with man made temples of rock and mortar , who was he that he knew, and just what did he know.

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And such brings to mind, Of hospitality forget it not.

As because of such, unknowingly some hosted Angels.

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But, do beware, indeed, that you never possess a demon. And realize, if there are Angels in the flesh, there may even be the enemies of God in the flesh, as who, surprise, not of this world. And wish the Petra well, looking toward even greater Glory and victory over evil.

Exorcism – Demon Meets Holy Spirit – True Story About The Petra

A mosaic of a man with a beard and a cross.

Demon Meets Holy Spirit,

Arms lifted like a Buddha, a spiritual water flowing in, 

Lips saying, under the power,

Thank you Jesus, Thank you Jesus, Thank you Jesus!

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This story may be read in the post about the Petra’s lifeA True Story About A Preacher’s Daughter, Her Family’s Devastation, And Her Demonic Possession While The Petra Was Close By To Experience The Trauma Of  Both.