The CE4 Research Group
Testimony – 105
The Testimony of Cindy
I am a 54 year old grandmother, happily married for over 30 years. God has blessed me more than I could ever have imagined.
My parents (both deceased) were Christians who had been brought up in more of a “if it’s spiritual, then it’s from God” type of (false) mentality. My maternal grandmother regularly saw and heard what she called “angels”. I know, now, that they were demons instead.
When my mom was pregnant with me, she became “clairvoyant”, often having dreams that came to pass.
This was one of the most significant experiences she had that was her last upon my birth in 1959. I have since verified what she said when I searched out an obituary from our state newspaper, dated on my birthday in 1959. She was not exaggerating. This really happened and it had profound effects upon my life.
A few days before I was born, my mom was at a neighbor’s house playing cards with them. It was an unusually warm day and the front door was opened, allowing a breeze to come in. The “neighborhood dog” came up to the screen door, and began “talking” to her. Sort of a moaning, vocalization that dogs and cats can make.
My mom looked at the dog and said, “Lucky, are you trying to tell me that someone is going to be born and someone is going to die?” Of course, her friends thought she was kidding. Who wouldn’t? But my mom took it very seriously, believing that she would die while giving childbirth.
A few days later, on January 5th, 1959, I was born.
On the same day that I was born, the husband whose house she was visiting, shot his wife in the head and then turned the gun on himself in an elevator with their 2 children. I’ve included the 2 news articles with this testimony.
I almost died when I was 2 from kidney disease. God miraculously saved my life after doctors performed 2 major operations: removing 1 failed kidney and repairing the second kidney.
I was raised in church, believed that God was real. Unfortunately, an “evangelist” visited our church when I was 13, and taught that there were errors in the Bible. What little faith I had went flying out the window. I no longer believed that God was real from that point on until about age 21.
Satan is an opportunist. He soon introduced me to Tarot cards – which I studied for years. Pot also became a “recreational activity”. Or at least that’s what I thought at the time.
When I was 21, I can distinctly recall there being a “presence” of evil at times in the room. I never saw this evil directly, but could tell you which part of the room “it” was located. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that it stood about 3 ½ feet tall, was sort of a light grayish color. There were 3 sets of eyes that watched me continually – without blinking. I was also aware that they were writhing on each other quite painfully. This pretty much got my attention right away!
I can remember that, on several occasions during this time that I would cry out to God to help me. That I was a slave to this evil presence and couldn’t break free.
A few days later, I decided to “test” this evil presence, so through the Tarot cards I cast a spell, specifically asking for 3 things. Within that same week, 2 were offered to me – clear as day – and I did not need to wait for the third to be offered! I was told that “it was on its way.”
Now knowing that this was real…that demons were real…that Satan was real…that hell had to be real …. Ergo, God must be real…that Jesus is the Son of God….that heaven had to be real!
God was gracious to show me that I was a lost, lost sinner who deserved hell because of the evil I had done. And in the very next instant, He showed me that He felt such compassion for me; such an amazing, everlasting love! I knew that I – alone – had to make a decision. That I needed to carefully consider it.
How could I not respond to such love? To such holiness?! He loves each one of us passionately!
I gathered all my drugs, occult material and piled it on the side of my bed. I remembered a small Bible in my chest of drawers. Placed it to the right of the occult material. Got down on my knees, pointed to the little Bible and said, “I’m going this way.” Simple as that!
For the first time in years, the Tarot cards lost their hold on me! I was no longer afraid of them! An instant transformation to say the least. All of that evil I placed in the trash where it belonged! I began confessing my sins to God, repenting of them immediately, and asking for forgiveness. And, amazingly, was given that forgiveness!
Wonder of wonders!!! I was truly born again that day! I still nurture this personal relationship with Jesus Christ; trusting His Word as absolute!
I found this in Numbers 14: King James Bible (Cambridge Ed.)
“The LORD is longsuffering, and of great mercy, forgiving iniquity and transgression, and by no means clearing the guilty, visiting the iniquity of the fathers upon the children unto the THIRD AND FOURTH GENERATION.”
My children have not followed the path I had originally chosen. They have not engaged in occult activity.
And I was set free from that curse!
Thank you for letting me share,