Demon Stompers Personal Testimony


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Hello All, This is my testimony in short; it is not short in length. Many details have been left out but the bulk of it is here. I ask only that you take all of this to Lord. Believe me it is as unbelievable to me as you! And my Friend It was me, I live only because of the MERCY and GRACE of GOD the Father!! I was born in Fresno, CA June 15, 1960; moved immediately to Texas. We went to the Church of Christ where I was saved at about 5 years old with much weeping before the Lord. We moved every year throughout TX until My Dad had a motorcycle wreck in which he was in a comma with a blood clot stuck in his brain for 32 days. Then in a body cast at home for months. He ended up losing his left leg. I was 7 at the time. My Mom divorced him. He was my idol it was a crushing blow to see the police surrounding him so that we could leave. My Mother remarried about 2 years later to a business type man opposed to what I had been living, camping etc.. (to show you my personality) My Step-dad asked all of us kids (older brother, younger sister; each by 3yrs) right before He married my Mom what we thought of him and him marrying my mom. They said that they liked him and thought it was fine (he gave us money and stuff all the time) I told him that I didn't like him and that I did not want him to marry my mom. They married. At 12 I found myself before the Lord again in a Methodist church weeping before the Lord (this was normal for me when in the presence of God). I learned a lot from my Step-dad even through the physical and mental abuse, e.g. hit in the face, kicked, beating with a belt until bleeding etc..; ridiculed in front of family, friends (I did not bring my personal friends over) etc.. I took my first real drink of alcohol at 14. I drank a fifth of Jim Beam scotch. I thought I had found my relief. I am an alcoholic this I now know was part of a generational curse. I tried my first drugs (pot) shortly after. I moved out of the rich house and moved in with my real Dad after an attempted beating. I walked about 10 miles in a thunderstorm to reach my Dad. I was 15. This worked for about 3 months. I was at this time totally out of control. Drinking and doping was a constant. I moved out during a fight with him. I lived on the streets for about 2 months until I moved into a motel. I worked for sonic (hamburger place) and did very well there. Which was my pattern. About 16 I moved back in with my real dad, shortly after that I tried to commit suicide. I cut my wrist, my cousin fixed me up. I moved out; drinking anything and everything, doing virtually every drug. PCP, and downs of various types/colors were my choice. Nothing was taboo, in fact that was my pride everything was GO; sex ,drugs, and rock-n-roll. Still at:16 I used to see a man he would always walk carrying a brown satchel. I thought something was wrong with him, not crazy but weird (I was the weird one HAHA). One morning before work about 7am on a nice sunny Texas day he sat with me and told me about Jesus. I was hung over and had blown the engine in my car. I was really just trying to be nice to the man. Then suddenly I saw a flash in the sky and it came straight down and smacked in the chest, WOW! Good Morning Holy Spirit! I did not know this was the Holy Spirit. I did not know of the Holy Spirit at all, but I knew it was God. This was not asked for it just happened. I was joyous of-course all day. That night I did my normal stuff. I moved into my first apartment with two 20+ year olds. I played in the criminal arena for a while not out of need , just to do it. Once was out of need toward the end of that part of my life. At seventeen I finally saw my Mother again for the first time since I left home. No I didn't call while away or anything. She signed my papers so I could get in the US Navy. Booze was better, dope was better, girls more available, work much harder, cool I thought. I was outstanding in all the aforementioned; the drugs keep my rank to what it was when I went in E-1. At 19 the Navy placed me in Rehab for alcohol/drug treatment. The doctors said I would be dead in 2 years due too my extremely bad liver. I was not concerned. I knew that nothing would happen to me. I always knew deep down (in my spirit I know now, then I didn't) that nothing was ever going to take my life until it was time. I had a dream at this time; actually a photograph while asleep (I had them for as far back as I could remember) but this time I realized every time I had one it came true within 2 weeks. I also noticed that I was able to "feel" what other people were feeling and interpret it. I did not tell anyone just used it to my own advantage mostly in the form of manipulation. I left the Navy by signing a Medical waiver. I was in about 6 months longer than my assigned term. While in the Navy I sold drugs and loan sharked. I got married to my girl friend from CA., where I was stationed. We had dated about 2 years. We had a son. When He started crying at the yelling on TV (at 2 years old) we jointly called off the marriage. I told her we would be back together within 5 years. I moved back to Texas, continued drinking. I had stopped the dope. My dope ranged was like my life all out: I did just about every drug around the only thing I did not do was the needle but had been around it from time to time. Yes, I did the drugs that they used in the needle. About April I believe 1984 the Lord gave me the burden of my life. He revealed something to me. I cried before him day and night. I immediately started searching the scriptures to validate it. I saw that I believed it and that it came from God. In a couple of months the Lord (actually the Holy Spirit) spoke to me audibly for the first time. He said "I don't want you to do anything".
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