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"When I felt God come into my heart, I knew the difference between magic that I had been playing around with for years and real power."
Her grandmother threw her out. She lived in a little 16‘x9’ shack by the roadside. I was born in that little shack.
These rocks that fell on us, some of the rocks were about the size of my fist. Some of the rocks were the size of a bowling ball. They began to pelt us. ...
"Suddenly I felt the real power and presence of God. It was like fire and electricity shooting through my body."
I didn’t tell very many people about this for a long time. I didn’t want them to think I was crazy. I know I ran up on some wicked stuff that day.
Twelve years ago, I was given five years to live. They said; “Tim, you have an incurable cancer and we will see you on Monday.” That was the most sobering time of my life.
I actually had a friend who referred to me as the Dark Angel of Death.
"In the most calm voice Melinda said, “Jesus.” She wasn't even looking at us but out toward the station."
I understood the power on the demonic side because I had been choked by demons, hit by them, slapped by them.