Tales of Evangelism

 

Hi beloved readers,

 

I’ve written so much on the topic of Reiki that I want to take a wee break and just write about some things that God has done in my life regarding sharing my testimony and evangelizing to those in the occult. Be ready for a mix of funny, serious, and edifying stories.

 

P.S. Throughout this post, I reference relevant scriptures, most of which I paraphrase as they apply to the story, so please do take the time to look them up so you can get the full effect. 😉

 

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Once upon a time…

 

My best friend and I were about to get in her car to go to our favorite Christian-owned coffee shop when suddenly, we noticed that a neighbor of mine had some crystals and candles set up in an intentional fashion. Curious, we stopped to ask her and her friend how they were doing. My neighbor greeted us in a rather fortunetellery (yes, that’s not a real adjective) tone and inflexion of voice, explaining that she was doing a moon ritual. With simultaneous discomfort and genuineness, my best friend and I listened, asked questions, and then invited them to stop by the coffee shop to join us in a worship circle later on. She seemed opposed to this offer, though her friend seemed potentially interested.

After some small talk with my neighbors, my best friend and I went back to her car, got in, and just sat there. Awkwardly, we turned to each other and said, “Ooo… Um, what do we do?” We decided to pray together to see if we should go try to share the gospel with my neighbors. (It is worth noting that the windows to her car are transparent rather than tinted, so our indecisive behavior probably looked odd). My friend agreed as I prayed, “Lord, if you want us to go witness to them, please give us some words of knowledge or something for them.” Well, guess what God’s response was?…

 

Crickets.

 

(God has a sense of humor). My friend and I said to each other, “Nope, I got nothing.” Reluctantly, we decided to do it anyway, as God commands us in scripture to preach the good news (Acts 10:42-43; Mark 16:15-18; Matthew 10:7-8, 28:18-20). My friend, in her classic “It is what it is” tone, reassured us both that God chooses the foolish things of this world to confound the wise (1 Corinthians 1:27).

My friend, being the bolder out of the two of us, re-initiated the conversation with our neighbors. “Hey,” she said, “we were wondering if we could just share with you about what God has done in our lives.” My friend began to share with them how she used to be an atheist and how God revealed Himself to her. My neighbor (the one who was conducting the moon ritual) affirmed my friend but stated believing that everyone’s spirituality is different and all paths are valid. My friend proceeded to explain that God led her to the realization that He is not a liar or a poser, that He does not conform to any image to fit in like people do, and that He is who He says He is (the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit).

At this point, I joined the conversation to share my past with the occult, how it had destructive outcomes in my life, and how Christ saved me from it. My neighbor again affirmed me (seemingly), but stated that “One must have the right intentions in practicing the occult,” implying that my traumatic experiences with the occult were a result of me having had the wrong intentions. (Note: One can never have the right intentions in practicing the occult; naïve ones, yes, but right ones, no). The conversation went on, and my neighbor seemed obviously angry that we were sharing the gospel with her, though she was trying to maintain a false sense of peace. However, even this false sense of peace was interrupted when my friend and I offered to pray with them, asking if we would be imposing. The neighbor conducting the ritual said to me (again in her fortunetellery voice), “The thing is, dear, you are imposing now, on our prayer.”

Throughout the conversation, it had been clear to me (via past personal experience and the gift of discernment) that she was channeling lying spirits in communicating her views and occult philosophy to us. So, when she said that we were interrupting “our prayer,” I instantly knew that “our” meant the demons’ rather than her and her friend’s prayer. To my surprise, her friend stated that he would like for us to pray with him. Well, she really didn’t like that, so as my friend and I started praying with her friend, she quickly retreated inside. From outside, we could hear her angrily let out a gurgling scream, “What the F***!”

 

Even still, God got the last word at the end of our prayer! “In Jesus’s name, amen.”

 

Morals of the story?

Evangelism is often going to feel uncomfortable, but do it anyway. The Bible says that those who hear the word of God and obey it are blessed (Luke 11:28), and as I mentioned before, Christ commissions us in scripture to preach the good news. Even if I’m awkward at sharing the gospel, there is a certain surge of joy that I experience each time after doing so. Don’t let not being good at it stop you, because God will teach you as you go and He will even work your mistakes to the good (John 14:26; Romans 8:28). Though you may not see people immediately accept Christ as their Lord and Savior, you are planting seeds that God can bring to their remembrance later on. If you are a new Christian or a believer who is unfamiliar with the New Age or the occult, and if you are preaching the good news to someone who is in the occult, be careful and prayerful not to be enticed by the philosophies that you hear from that person, particularly when they say, “I have no sin.”

 

“If we say that we have no sin, we deceive ourselves, and the truth is not in us. If we confess our sins, he who is faithful and just will forgive us our sins and cleanse us from all unrighteousness” (1 John 1:8-9).

 

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Before I tell this next story, let me briefly give you some background information. Some things to know about me are that I LOVE to worship God and I LOVE the church that I am a part of with my whole heart because I LOVE GOD and I am crazy about Him! I’ve been to a few churches in my life, which is certainly not representative of all churches everywhere, but never had I experienced such a move of the Holy Spirit, love, fellowship, and passion for God until I met my church family. God placed this love in me for my church family and solidified it during a period of time when I was recovering (I’ll withhold the specifics to keep my anonymity) and was unable to assemble with them. During that time, my heart was broken and it ached because I deeply missed them, but God also blessed me with a dream about the unification of the church throughout the world and imparted to me His love for the body of Christ. Thanks to God, I was reunited with my church family (which of course was going to happen, though it felt like it never would), and I am now blessed to be a member of the worship team. Okay, now that I’ve established that, I can go on with the story.

My church tends to have longer worship sets than the average church, which is awesome! The minor complication is that I need to go to the restroom frequently, so I use the meet and greet time for that in order to avoid being disruptive. Of course, our sermons are long, too so I inevitably end up having to get up in the middle of church a couple of times. So yeah… So much for the not interrupting effort, but at least I sit in the very back for that reason.

Well, it was a fine night at church during the meet and greet time between worship and the sermon. (Guess what that means)? As a friend/fellow worship leader and I were walking back to the ladies room, our pastor (we love him dearly) suddenly calls my name over the microphone and asks, “Where are you going?” I (being kind of delayed to comprehend things sometimes) replied, “To the bathroom, why?” as if he had casually requested to know. Well, the whole congregation busted up laughing as I paused, confused. “Oh, never mind,” he responded awkwardly, so I nonchalantly continued my journey to the restroom with my friend.

“I think he wanted you to tell your testimony,” my friend said while we were in the lady’s room. “Oh!” I exclaimed as the light bulb turned on in my head. Thankfully, when we returned to the sanctuary, our pastor had not forgotten me and he asked me to come up to the stage and share my testimony. I felt extremely nervous because, though I had shared my testimony before, I felt totally unprepared. On my way up to the front, I prayed silently that God would give me the words to say.

“I’m sorry,” my pastor apologized, “I didn’t mean to embarrass you earlier.”

“No, you didn’t embarrass me,” I reassured him as he handed me the mic. “I thought it was funny. We’re all family here.” (I should add here that my family family—you know, my blood relatives—have a shameless sense of bathroom humor, so I blame inheriting it on them).

Anyway, nervous but Holy Spirit-empowered, I proceeded to share my testimony about how Jesus delivered me from the demonic bondage of the occult. I wanted my words to magnify God’s goodness and not to overemphasize Satan’s evilness, as I wanted God to glorify Himself through my testimony. The Holy Spirit helped me to do exactly that, and He taught me that testimony-sharing 101 is to remember to stress that Jesus Christ is Lord and that He is the only way, the truth, and the life (John 14:6). The awesome part about getting to share my testimony at church was that my church ministers to unbelievers (particularly those who have come from backgrounds of drug addiction, misconduct, homelessness, etc.), so there were most likely people there who needed to hear it. My church sets aside time for people to share testimonies, prayers, scriptures, prophecies, etc. on a regular basis, so the believers and unbelievers alike get to hear of Jesus’s saving grace and power.

 

Morals of the story?

You might not know who specifically needs to hear your testimony or how God will use it to speak to them, but never think that telling it isn’t going to affect someone. Telling your testimony in church is scriptural, as is doing so anywhere else (Psalm 40:8-10, 71:15-16, 96:2-6, 105:1-2). Trust that testifying in church is not like preaching to the choir, because it glorifies God, edifies believers, and witnesses to unbelievers. If you have the opportunity to share your testimony, share it. The Holy Spirit is your teacher and He will give you the right words to say just in time (Luke 12:12). Whenever you share your testimony, proclaim Jesus Christ as Lord and Savior. Be real about the darkness that God delivered you out of, but remember to tell of His wonderful deeds and focus on His light, which is realer and more powerful than the darkness. Expose the darkness, but magnify the light!

 

“God is light, and in Him there is no darkness at all” (1 John 1:5).

 

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This last story is my favorite. There is this New Age group that meets regularly near where I live. This group actually played a key part in my straying away from Christianity into deception. Some Christians attend the group, though they practice syncretism by doing so. Now, after having been delivered from New Age spirituality, I still have connections to the group, despite choosing not to attend. Well, the group members sometimes discuss the significance of spiritual experiences in their lives, which was the case on one particular occasion, so I decided to make an exception and attend with the intention of sharing my testimony.

I made this decision with a great deal of hesitation due to having many concerns. First, I was worried about feeling triggered by hearing people talk about their spiritual experiences (which would most likely feature Satan masquerading as an angel of light) because I endured some very frightening things when I was in the occult. Second, I considered that I could be taking a risk because someone with an important role in my life attends the group, so I reasoned that their perception of my testimony, if not favorable, could have disadvantageous outcomes for me. Third, I told God that I would not go without a prayer warrior to give me moral support.

After receiving prayer and encouragement from some members of our church family, my prayer warrior friend and I braved the challenge and made our way to the group meeting. Ultimately, my choice to go was based on the conviction that those who lose their life for Christ’s sake will find it (Matthew 10:39). So, with a mixture of nervousness, bravery, and joy, I was like, “Alright, God. YOLO baby!”

When we got there, I decided that I would attempt to be the third person in the group to share my story. Though I wanted to witness to the group, there is a “no proselytizing” rule, so I knew that I should not volunteer to go first so that others would have the chance and that I would need to share my testimony in a nonintrusive kind of way. I definitely needed my prayer warrior friend there because the enemy tried to stall and keep Jesus from being shared. Oh man was sitting through that meeting complete torture! The tactics that the enemy used to try to keep Jesus from being shared included inspiring people to speak at length with false wisdom, glorifying the experience, and a discourse that proved getting a word in edgewise to be difficult. Much of what was shared felt trippy and disorienting, to say the least. Perhaps this sounds mean of me, but I’m just being real.

Despite my discomfort with the group exchange, I remained respectful, patient, and attentive because that is how I would want to be treated and because I knew that it was still important for me to listen to others share what mattered to them. I was not impatient to get my turn already but was rather eager to share Jesus, though admittedly I felt triggered by the stories I was hearing, and hopefully my effort to avoid making facial expressions was successful. Remember that the spiritual battle we’re in as Christians is against the devil rather than human beings (Ephesians 6:12). We are called to love one another (John 13:34-35), because we are all created in the image of God (Genesis 1:27). Both listening and telling the truth are ways we show love to others (Ephesians 4:15; James 1:19; Luke 6:31).

All the while, my prayer warrior friend displayed some potentially indiscrete signs of discomfort, which I found to be kind of funny. (I don’t blame her, as she barely knew what to expect going into it). Frequently, I could hear her whisper “Jesus” under her breath, as well as some other things. A couple of times I glanced in her direction and whispered “Shhh” in the most inconspicuous way possible, as we were on an undercover mission. Hahah good times! Anyway, the group discussion went on so long that I knew two things: 1. My friend and I needed to pray like mad for me to get the third spot and 2. I needed to raise my hand instead of trying to wait for an opening.

So, I leaned over and whispered almost inaudibly to my friend, “Pray for me the third spot.” Man is my prayer warrior friend amazing, and I am so grateful for her! We made a great team! A few minutes later, I raised my hand briefly, and then several minutes later, the leader of the group stopped the conversation to allow me to speak. I responded that I was wondering if I could share my story, too but that I did not want to interrupt the conversation. Thus, a few more comments later, it was my (well really, God’s) turn! That was truly a God thing because my momentary hand-raise could have easily gotten lost in the group conversation.

Like I said before, the group has a ground rule against preaching to each other, so I shared my testimony in a subjective way while remaining true to my conviction that Jesus Christ is Lord and without pushing my beliefs onto the group. I don’t think that anyone expected the turn that my story was going to take, because several people started squirming in their chairs when I called Jesus my Savior and when I described the most traumatic demonic experience that was pivotal in my return to Christ. Making sure to be sensitive, I told the group to let me know if the details of that experience were too intense so I could stop and move on to the next point. I told them what I used to believe and practice, the spiritual manipulation I endured in the cult that I used to be a part of, and how Jesus led me to leave those things behind and delivered me from demonic nightmares and visions. Notably, I explained how God would wake me up before the climax of the nightmare and how He would speak words of protection over me through scripture.

I also shared about the positive spiritual experiences (namely, a couple of prophetic dreams and visions) that the Lord had given me and how He has brought those to pass thus far. I shared how the Lord has been working in my life, including how He gave me a church family and a heart of worship. I explained that the differences between the gifts of the Spirit and psychic abilities are: 1. The former glorify Jesus while the latter glorify the experience, the individual, or even the devil; and 2. The former are received by the grace (unmerited favor) of God while the latter are produced by trying to earn or achieve one’s spirituality. Lastly, I shared how God has shown me that spirituality is about glorifying, loving, and worshipping God rather than about idolizing spiritual experiences. God first loved us, and He created us to love and worship Him in response, which I believe is the ultimate meaning of life.

The interesting (though unsurprising) thing was that the room was completely silent when I concluded my story. The prior stories had received a plethora of responses, but mine, crickets. Rather than feeling offended, I thought of this as a sign that the devil got served. Finally, the leader responded empathetically, and then another group member made a comment that was completely irrelevant. However, at the end of the meeting, a few people (including those who had shared) approached me afterward and thanked me for telling my story, stating that it was brave of me. I thanked them for sharing theirs as well, because I know that it isn’t easy to be vulnerable like that, no matter what kind of experience one is confiding.

I am thankful to God that He used my testimony to have some kind of effect on people, even if He may not bring it to their remembrance again until later on as He tries to get their attention and draws them to Himself. God loves everyone and wants to have a personal relationship with each individual and to set us free. After my prayer warrior friend and I left, we rejoiced in the Lord together and felt elated in the Holy Spirit that Jesus got the victory. The other cool thing is that talking about this event with a fellow Christian (who holds New Age beliefs) opened an important discussion about the scriptural charge to test the spirit behind spiritual messages and experiences and not to just trust them because they came spontaneously or sound positive (1 Corinthians 12:3; 2 Corinthians 11:14; Galatians 1:8; 1 John 4:1-3). It turned out that I had nothing to fear all along in sharing my testimony because God was (and is) with us and is able to defend His children.

 

Morals of the story?

When God calls you to do something (like share the gospel), don’t let fear stop you. Forsake all (reputation, comfort, your life, etc.) that Christ would call you to risk or relinquish (Mark 8:34-38; Matthew 10:32-39, 16:24-26; Luke 9:23-26, 14:25-35). Be prayerful and wise in following Christ and discerning what He is calling you to do and how He wants you to do it. True spirituality produces peace and sound-mindedness as opposed to inner turmoil and confusion (1 Corinthians 14:33; 2 Timothy 1:7), but it will involve discomfort at many times. When you answer His call, you may experience loss, but He will surprise you with blessing. If we acknowledge Him before people, He will acknowledge us before Father God and the holy angels in heaven (Matthew 10:32; Luke 12:8).

Do not underestimate the power of intercession. Being a prayer warrior on behalf of one who is sharing their testimony is a humble and noble mission. If you are planning to share your testimony, I highly recommend that you team up with a faithful prayer warrior friend (like mine <3) as a fellow witness. If you know someone who is going to share their testimony, intercede on their behalf, for every prayer matters!

 

“Never be lacking in zeal, but keep your spiritual fervor, serving the Lord. Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer” (Romans 12:11-12).

 

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I blogged these stories as they occurred chronologically, so as you can see, the Lord is growing me in the gift of evangelism and He will do the same for you, believing reader. As for everyone who reads this (believer and non-Christian alike), I have shared some of my testimony in prior posts about Reiki, but I will share my full testimony with you at a later date. I am still waiting on the Lord for the right timing and way to share it. For those of you who are non-Christian readers, I know that this post was geared more toward encouraging Christians in sharing their testimonies, but I do pray that this has spoken to you, too in some way, especially if you are into New Age spirituality or the occult. I hope that in reading this, you glean some morals as well: 1. God loves you and wants to have a personal relationship with you, and 2. a spirituality that is holy will lead you toward Christ rather than repel you from Him.

If you don’t know Jesus Christ, but you feel a tug on your heart to know who He is, then pray to Him by asking Him to reveal Himself to you. I can tell you in writing who He is, but the way to find out from personal experience is to call on His name and ask Him. Jesus is the Son of God. God is triune, meaning three persons in one God, the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit.

Jesus came to earth, born of a virgin, and lived a sinless life. In His adult years, He proclaimed spiritual freedom to people, healed those who were sick, raised the dead, and delivered those who were possessed and demonically oppressed. He still does these things today by the power of His Holy Spirit, whom He sends to those who believe in Him. The religious people of Jesus’s day opposed Him because they believed Him to be blasphemous for claiming to be God, so they crucified Him on a cross, which is the worst form of torture. However, Father God loves the world so much that He sent His only Son as an atonement for our sins—because all of us have sinned and fallen short of His glory—in order to restore our relationship with Him and save us from the just penalty of sin, which is death. Thus, Jesus Christ, having lived a sinless life, gave His life as a perfect sacrifice for our own.

Jesus had the power to refuse His crucifixion, but He chose not to because of His obedience to the Father and His love for us. When He died on the cross, He declared, “It is finished!” and after three days in the tomb, He rose to life again. He suffered the worst kind of punishment for you and me, though He did not deserve it, and when we believe that He did this for us, that He loves us, and that He is resurrected, then we receive His free gift of salvation and forgiveness of all of our sins, past, present, and future. This means that we receive the gift of His Holy Spirit to live inside of us as our comforter and guide, we have a close and deep relationship with God, we can speak directly to Father God without guilt or shame, and we will go to heaven to be with Him forever when we die. This is what I mean when I say that God loves you, He wants to set you free, and He wants to have a personal relationship with you! This is the good news! Amen.

I highly recommend that you read the four gospels of Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John, as the whole story is in there!

 

“For God so loved the world that He gave His only Son, so that everyone who believes in Him may not perish but have eternal life” (John 3:16).

 

Well, I will probably write more soon, but if I don’t do so before the holidays, I wish you a merry Christmas now! God bless you!

If you have questions, need prayer, or anything like that, feel free to e-mail me at:

Gabriella.claire33@gmail.com

 

 

 

 

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The Occult Practice of Reiki Part 4: My Personal Experience with Reiki

In this fourth post of this series on Reiki, I will share my testimony about Reiki, but there are certain details that I must keep confidential, as I am dedicated to at least attempting to remain anonymous if possible. Allow me to briefly set the stage. I was raised as a Christian and was a strong believer in Jesus. Once I became independent, I began to have many questions and to explore my spirituality. In the process, I discovered New Age philosophies and practices. Things such as near-death experiences, astral projection, psychic abilities, reincarnation, etc. became fascinating to me. I longed to know and experience God deeply, but was going about it the wrong way. Over time, my beliefs evolved and I experienced quite a bit of existential conflict and confusion.

For personal reasons, I became depressed and decided to join a cult out of a desperate need to be understood and to belong. The cult claimed to promote free thinking, which really meant thinking like them. As a consequence of involving myself in this cult, I became agnostic and was subjected to arrogant manipulation and spiritual trauma. Though that sounds terrible, and it was, this was the turning point in my life that caused me to call upon the Lord. Sometimes our worst decisions in life can lead to our best ones. In my darkest moment, I cried out to Jesus, and He saved me. I left the cult abruptly, and have been a Christian ever since. I will tell a more elaborate version of that testimony in a future post, but the reason that I have shared a short version of it right now is to provide a backstory for my involvement in Reiki.

Rededicating my life to Christ did not make all of my questions and New Age beliefs go away overnight. I had to go through a period of relearning in order to gain discernment and understanding. My heart broke (and still breaks) at the thought of others suffering in the way that I did. I longed for a way to help others recover from spiritual trauma and find deliverance. Thus, I became interested in healing.

Although the desire to heal had been in my heart for a long time, I had never had a reason to pursue it, especially because I wondered if God would really use me to heal anyone. Rarely in my experience with going to church throughout my life had I seen healing occur. Despite my prior exploration in the New Age, I had never really done any serious research into Reiki and had never practiced it. I had read positive things about it from a Christian author, however.

I knew a few people who practiced Reiki, a couple of them being Christians. Although Reiki seemed like a possibility, I cautiously hesitated to pursue it due to my previous traumatic spiritual experiences. I felt the Lord calling me to be a healer, but had no idea what to do other than to pray and ponder. One day, my friend, who is an unbeliever and practices Reiki, came over to my house to hang out with me and asked me if they could try their Reiki on me. Thinking that this was oddly coincidental, or even synchronistic, I consented. I had received Reiki treatments before, which had not seemed to have had any negative consequences, so I wanted to have the chance to reevaluate it.

Well, that night I dreamed about Reiki literally all night. At the time, I felt like that was a confirmation that I should do it. Retrospectively, however, I recognize that that was Satan tempting me. A few weeks later, I addressed one of my Christian friends who practices Reiki in order to ask them about their experiences with it and to ask them if they could attune me. The conversation went well, and my friend agreed to attune me, so I decided to pursue Reiki.

I received various additional signs which I believed confirmed my decision. However, I cannot share those in detail, as doing so could give away my identity to certain individuals. My story right now as I have told it could apply to many people, so I will keep it that way. All I can say is that I had a few positive dreams about doing Reiki, and a friend gave me a prophetic word, of sorts.

My Reiki master friend expressed generosity and kindness to me, and the attunement went well. I did not have any mystical experiences during the activation ritual like many people claim to have. When I tried Reiki on others, however, I would receive insights about them that they had not told me, and the sessions seemed to have positive results. One friend received alleviation from a headache and newfound energy after having a session with me. A few other people felt emotional clarity and peace after receiving Reiki treatments from me. All the while, I thought I was being used by God and serving as a vessel for the Holy Spirit to flow through.

Though I believed that Reiki was what God wanted me to do, I still had doubts, which I now know were the Holy Spirit warning me. The first red flag that I encountered about Reiki was when I was reading a book called Anatomy of the Spirit by Caroline Myss. At one point in the book, Myss describes how she has an ability called “medical intuitiveness” and how she spontaneously channeled a spirit for a client. After reading that, I put the book down and never picked it up again. I instinctively knew that something didn’t feel right about channeling, but at the same time, I didn’t completely rule it out, either. It would be accurate to say that I was a rather double-minded person. At the time, I thought that maybe New Age practices weren’t all bad and that maybe I had only had traumatic spiritual experiences because of having associated with the wrong people in that cult.

The next red flag that I encountered about Reiki was one day when I met with a friend—the friend whose headache had gone away after having received a Reiki treatment from me. This friend confided in me that they had had a very distressing and demonic (not normal) nightmare. I don’t think that my friend connected the Reiki treatment with the nightmare. The thought crossed my mind, but I dismissed it as Satan trying to sabotage us and discourage me from healing. Later on, when I would have my own bad experiences with Reiki and repent of practicing it, I would put two and two together to realize that the Reiki treatment really had caused my friend’s nightmare. Luckily, while my friend and I had met, we prayed together, and I shared a prayer for deliverance with them. Unfortunately, I don’t know how to broach the subject with my friend now to check up on them, and I really regret having subjected them to such a dangerous spiritual practice. I had only wanted to help others, but instead, I had been hurting them.

The next red flag that I encountered about Reiki actually did not pertain directly to it. A friend and I went to an event where there were fortune tellers. So of course, we decided to have our fortunes told. I honestly had no idea what to expect and thought that it would be just for fun. Well, it turned out that my personal fortune teller told me things about myself and certain beliefs of mine that I had neither disclosed to them nor hinted toward. I had been expecting a brief palm reading, but instead I got a ten-minute session with a psychic who used tarot cards and channeling. At first, I was blown away by the things that the psychic had told me, and I walked away from that session trembling.

After much thought and prayer, however, I later came to the conclusion that this encounter had not been of God. Filled with regret, I went into my prayer closet, laid prostrate on the floor, and cried to Jesus for forgiveness. I was so devastated that I had been unfaithful to the one person who never leaves nor forsakes me. Amidst crying tears of sorrow at my sin, I began to sing “How He Loves” by John Mark McMillan. When I reached the lyrics that say, “if His grace is an ocean, we’re all sinking,” the grace of God replaced my sadness and I began to cry tears of thankfulness.

It was this incident that made me trust my instinct that channeling is demonic. Mediums claim that channeling is not inviting a spirit into one’s body but rather tuning into the frequency that a spirit is communicating on. In other words, the medium supposedly acts sort of like a TV channel. That’s ahem, cough cough, total BS. Channeling is definitely opening oneself up to demonic possession. Remembering back to what I had read in Anatomy of the Spirit several months prior, I decided to research several other prominent Reiki masters to see if they also do channeling. With a quick search on the internet, I found that many of them do. 99% of the ones whom I looked up, do. I’m sure there are others out there who do not do channeling and whom I did not look up, but that’s aside from the point. Actually, to get technical, all Reiki practitioners believe that they are channeling universal life force energy when they perform healings, so…

Anyway, the discovery that research revealed to me made me feel very uncomfortable about Reiki, but it did not make me turn completely away from it yet. Instead, I half-way took a break for a while from practicing Reiki. In other words, I was hesitant to do it because of my doubts and only did it sometimes on myself whenever I wanted to test it again.

Shortly after the fortune teller incident, I finally found a church that felt right for me. I encountered the Holy Spirit there in a way that I had not encountered Him at any other church. The members there quickly became like family to me. Ultimately, God used my church family to bring me completely out of Reiki. During a worship meeting, I asked for prayer, and a couple of my church friends said that they sensed that my home needed spiritual cleansing. Some things that I have struggled with ever since the traumatic experiences I had in the cult are hearing voices while trying to fall asleep and having demonic nightmares. The nightmares, however, aren’t nearly as bad as the uncontrollable kind that I had when I was in the cult. God protects me by waking me up from them, and I seem to have fewer of them over time, but nevertheless, I still suffer this consequence. Reiki did not seem to worsen my problem at first, although I did notice my perceptions gradually and subtly become stranger during sleep than they had been before. This is what my church friends had prayed for me about, and they came to my home to cleanse it with prayer, worship, and the anointing of oil.

At that point, I asked them what they thought about Reiki, and they warned me against it, saying that it is an idol. Well, I did not want to hold onto Reiki if it was an idol—though I was not sure whether it was or not—because I wanted to be faithful to God. Therefore, my church friends led me through a prayer of renunciation, and I got rid of items that were associated with Reiki. It took me a little while longer to let go completely of Reiki because I was confused. Why had I had good experiences with it? What if I had made a decision out of fear instead of out of love by giving it up? What if I had thrown away a gift that God had given me?

All of this uncertainty caused me to feel depressed. At the same time, I felt guilty for feeling depressed because my home felt much more peaceful, and I thought I should be feeling grateful instead. In His grace, God showed me a dream of a rainbow over a cloud to comfort me. He was the rainbow, and I was the gray cloud. This dream reminded me of the scripture that says that God will rejoice over us with singing (Zephaniah 3:17). I also now associate it with the scripture that says, “Humble yourselves, therefore, under God’s mighty hand, that He may lift you up in due time” (1 Peter 5:6, NIV). Though I felt so guilty and confused, God reminded me of His everlasting love for me and of how He is always watching over me.

The depression finally got to me, and I made the rather bad decision to try Reiki on myself one last time. After I did it, I knew that it had been the wrong choice. When laying hands on myself, I heard a demonic voice say something about my throat, which deterred me from attempting to heal my throat chakra. The next day, I came down with a fever and did not immediately make a connection to what had happened the night prior. Reiki experts would think that my illness was a result of my body detoxifying, but I know that is not true because of the demonic voice that I had heard. My illness started out as a fever, became a sore throat, and turned into full-blown bronchitis. My cough was violent and relentless, and I couldn’t sleep for two nights straight as a result. I felt so depressed and alone laying there awake, sick, with no one to hold me. The most devastating part of being this sick for two solid weeks was that I could not sing to the Lord. Satan attacked me in this way because he does not want us to worship God. He wants us to worship him.

On top of being ill, I had several demonic nightmares, as well as a demonic out-of-body experience. The OBE is too weird to attempt explaining. The only thing that I will say about the OBE is that it started out feeling nice with the sensations of warm energy vibrating from my hands to the chakras. Then the chakras swirled very intensely and I encountered the spirits behind these sensations. The source did not match the sensations at all. It is as the Bible says: “Satan disguises himself as an angel of light” (2 Corinthians 11:14). I won’t describe the rest of the OBE, as like I said, it is too weird. I now know that chakras are not naturally part of our spiritual anatomy. They are portals opened up by demons when a person messes with Reiki and other such practices. These portals give demons access to the person’s body, mind, and spirit.

Some examples of demonic nightmares that I had include a dream that involved my lungs being possessed by a snake and a dream that involved hellfire. Reiki is connected with something called Kundalini, which is supposedly a spiritual energy that surges through the spine and chakras and that is likened to a serpent. Recall that Satan is depicted as a serpent in the Bible. I never experimented with Kundalini awakenings and whatnot in practicing Reiki, as that was a line that I was unwilling to cross, but I’m explaining this phenomenon in order to point out the demonic nature of energy healing. Note that when you mess with Reiki, you mess with all of it, whether you intend to or not. Some Christians who practice Reiki, for instance, choose not to use the symbols or not to consult with spirit guides. In actuality, they are involving themselves with these forces without realizing it despite their intentions not to. Anyway, doing Reiki on myself obviously increased the frequency and intensity of my nightmares. Doing Reiki and other occult practices opens doorways to demonic oppression, attacks, and influence. It gives Satan legal rights to torment a person.

In addition to evil dreams and visions, I had a telekinetic experience. One day when I was having dinner and working at my computer, I suddenly felt a cold sensation that started in my shoulder blade. The coldness spread through my arm to my hand, and it was tingly. Then, I noticed that as I lifted my hand, a small plastic wrapper lifted along with it. At first, I thought that I was imagining things and that maybe the wrapper had just gotten stuck to my skin or that static was causing this to happen. I tried it with the other hand, and nothing happened. Then I tried again several more times with the initial hand, and the same phenomenon repeated itself. As the wrapper would lift, coldness would rush throughout my hand. Now, some people might think “How cool!” if this were to happen to them. Heck, I thought that telekinesis was cool, in theory. But in reality, I was like “oh h*** no!” I did not like the power. I concluded from this incident that if I had not been doing Reiki, then there would not have been a demonic opening for such telekinesis to occur through me.

Well, after all of that, I finally got the point. About time, right? I therefore gave up Reiki for good and deleted every single book having to do with Reiki and New Age spirituality on my computer, as well as every related file and website on my favorites list, and everything else that I could think of. Getting rid of virtual possessions is just as important as getting rid of material possessions when it comes to spiritually cleansing your living space. One of my friends from church came over and prayed with me again, and I was grateful for their grace and understanding in interacting with me. They did not judge me at all, but instead showed empathy. After my friend prayed with me, I recovered from my illness in a normal amount of time. (The antibiotics helped, too). I confessed my sin to God, repented, and officially renounced practicing Reiki. I still, however, struggled with nightmares and did not get enough sleep. When I was finally well enough to return to counseling, my psychotherapist said that I looked like I felt terrible and advised me to seek help from my church. I was so scared at night whenever it was time to go to sleep.

My friend from church had told me that the nightmares would try to come back, but that I would just have to say “no” to them. After enduring restless nights with extreme anxiety and depression, and perhaps a bit of suicidal ideation, God finally built up the courage in me to say “enough is enough.” So, I prayed to God asking Him how to defend myself and cleanse my home. Amidst praying, I felt the Holy Spirit tell me to proclaim God’s promises. Anointing my home with lavender oil and prayer, I proclaimed God’s promises, such as “love always protects” (1 Corinthians 13:7), and “God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind” (2 Timothy 1:7).

Additionally, I praised the Lord with singing and read scripture. As I was reading the Bible, I suddenly felt, saw, and heard a ball of energy whiz past my ear. By the Holy Spirit, I knew that that was a demon trying to scare me into thinking that the house cleansing was not working. I knew that Satan wanted me to believe that I had screwed up beyond redemption and that God would therefore not protect me. The demons were bluffing, and this was really their desperate scare tactic. The ball of energy whizzing past my ear startled me and caused me to jump involuntarily. In the name of Jesus, I commanded it to leave and I commanded that demons no longer had the right to be in my home. From that day forward, I was able to have restful sleep again. Though I still experience demonic nightmares at times, they are a result of Satan attacking me as a child of God because he hates Christ and not because he has any legal rights to do so. When Satan does not have legal rights to attack a person, that person has much greater protection from God. Additionally, we have to claim our promise to protection from God; we have to believe that His word is true. I know from experience that fearing demons and doubting our Christ-given authority as believers gives them leverage to oppress us. We especially have to understand God’s gift of grace for us and our identity as His children. I won’t pretend to have reached this point of total understanding yet, but I am on the journey there and God is working in me.

Now, I know without a doubt that all New Age practices and philosophies are not of God. I want nothing to do with them! There is no true meaning in them. Jesus is the way, the truth, and the life (John 14:6). New Age spirituality cannot offer any true peace or bring you closer to God. Please trust me on this one.

Giving up Reiki entirely was very difficult, because I did not (and still do not) know how to break it to my friend/former Reiki master. Additionally, I found it pretty hope-shattering to discover that I was back to square one and had seemingly no meaningful way to help others. I knew that Satan wanted me to feel useless, worthless, hopeless, and purposeless, but I could not help but feel that way anyway.

After having confided in a loved one about some of the things that I was going through, which I normally would have never done, my loved one prayed for me and I had a dream from God the next morning. As I awoke, I heard the Holy Spirit say, “Behind every masterpiece, there is a story.” Though I still experience depression on the path to finding my calling, I find hope in the message of this dream and in the encouragement that God gives me along the way. Even though my story is hard to live through at times, I take comfort in knowing that I am God’s masterpiece, so everything will come together. You, dear reader, are God’s masterpiece, too, so have hope! God loves you and wants you to experience true freedom in your life. The plans that He has for you and me are good (Jeremiah 29:11). Jesus Christ is our true Savior, healer, and deliverer. If you haven’t met Him yet, and you would like to, then ask Him into your heart. ❤ I hope Jesus uses this testimony to call out to you.

 

If you are struggling with Reiki or New Age spirituality and need prayer or a listening ear, please contact me at: gabriella.claire33@gmail.com

But most of all, whatever you do, always remember to call out to Jesus!

 

Lastly, here are some songs to speak to you:

 

How He Loves by Jeremy Riddle (Originally by John Mark McMillan)

 

Nothing I Hold Onto by Will Reagan and United Pursuit

 

You Won’t Relent by Misty Edwards

 

 

 

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