Supernatural Saturday – 3 Gifts of the Spirit
Posted on June 12, 2021
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by Praying Medic /
Deliverance, Healing, Supernatural Mentoring, word of knowledge, word of wisdom
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In this episode of Supernatural Saturday, I discuss how God speaks through three gifts of the Holy Spirit.
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Emotional Healing, lately I have been bombarded with things I did in my past which makes me realize decisions I made. When I come across bad things I did I try to come to terms with them by apologizing for acting that way or making wrong decisions and not using my Brain for Critical Thinking and emotional analysis as to which direction I needed to go. Spirits came to me probably many times before my emotional brake down finally hit me about 15 years ago head on! Life had taken its toll on my Mental well being. The Child within me Broke down, I was falling into a Deep Depression and I decided to just give up! At that time thoughts as you can imagine flowed like Wine and made Zero Sense as I Crept into my inner Child. I sensed Demons at this time, heard them speak to and at me. I also heard good people or Angels speak to me, they told me to get up and do something. I think they wanted me to Stop that inner Child, who was scared and lost to be controlled and removed as my day to day go to for advice and everyday functioning in my life. I took advice from my wife and sought out a therapist. I went for sessions that lasted a few months. My first day I walked into the lobby, I could feel Evils presence and also good. The receptionist was thinking about just how bad this one was, me. I sensed her uneasiness as she addressed some of my initial thoughts and a few probably Stupid questions, after all I was in a Depressed State. She told me to wait after the session before me so that person could walk out another door seemingly to keep their identity safe. That was idiotic to me since both in door and out door was relatively just one side of building and you used same elevator or stairs which led to same reception room but multiple offices on 2nd floor.
Suicide, yes many days those thoughts filled my mind. I could hear the demon rationalize how easy it can be to Murder Yourself. The Child inside listened, went over the ideas placed and Thank God said, uh, No!
My time in therapy was talking and she listened. By the time my last session before her analysis arrived I realized just how ridiculous my time spent became. What I did not ascertain was God was helping me to analyze my Emotions and to Clear my Mind of Past problems with Family, my life’s decisions and miss deeds and Open a Door that I needed to find that ultimately Healed most of my Childhood that was affecting me Now. Being abused as a Child left Scars that followed me into adulthood and came to a Head. It wasn’t my Fault most of those decisions I made led to my Depression. I realized in order to get a handle of my depressive state I was the one who must Change me. The therapist was Zero help to me, her conclusion was to send me to another therapist. I Knew then I must try to Listen to those Good thoughts or Angels directives for me.
So, I hit Rock Bottom, it’s different for everyone who goes through depression because the causes are different. I wasn’t into Drugs, stopped my weekend drinking at bars, nightclubs, did not Smoke and realized I wasn’t a Basket-case just needed a Push in right direction. What was my Cure?
I was turning 60 at this time and decided for some reason, angels giving me hints, to look into my VA Benefits, and Social Security benefits I knew little about. I spent some time looking at ways to improve my emotional condition as well by writing. I decided to out of the Blue write about my late uncle’s life. In 2006 I published and became an author. I had Zero experience and used an Editor who was very helpful. Was this finally the Savior to take me out of my Depression, not entirely. It helped but only gave me a part of a Solution and Recovery I sought and directed to.
My depression continued but was now manageable until 2012. I was 60 and accidentally found another Avenue. Throughout my early years Sports kept me in school. At age 60 I still played some softball but only on Sunday. Those Skills of youth still in my head but my body was ready for surgeries in the next few years to help correct injuries I had and some new ones. So what would ultimately be my Grace?
One day in late 2011 I went on the VA site and read an article of a proposed Bill Congress was possibly going to review and put up for passage. It was for the ever increasing amount of military that were nearing age 60 and either just retired or were to retire soon. As a Veteran this intrigued me. In 2012 around April I saw that that Bill had passed and if you were age 60 and a Veteran you could apply to use the G.I. Bill which was expired for me years ago to finally go back to College and try to achieve that Degree that work, life kept me from. So I applied and months later I was accepted and given a date which I could use to sign up for classes and take a Full load which was required and try, try to be disciplined this time around and learn to Study College Work and bring up my dismal D average after a few college classes in my youth. What I did not anticipate was a chance meeting of the fallen angel and him leaving me with yet another surgery, this time my right thumb, two broken bones. Surgery was the week before I would start classes. So, bad study skills, out of school over 35 years, my writing hand, I’m right handed and a cast to deal with. What could go wrong?
First semester was Brutal, I was given an English degree to pursue which during my younger days my second toughest subject next to Math which I managed using College Math courses to bring me up to Speed, getting through Calculus no small feat for me. By December 2012 I had my cast removed the month prior and feeling and movement back in my thumb and typing became easier. Try it with a cast. My last few weeks of my first semester back I was adjusting my chair in Economics and POW, my left shoulder had Pain so intense everything went blank for a few seconds. Specialist conclusion, I needed immediate Rotator Cuff surgery. Last few weeks of December day set. 2013 my second semester I was determined to get better grades, now my left shoulder was in a harness and with all my books and back pack another handicap began for me. I believe God tested me and wanted me to rid myself of my Depression by placing small burdens on me physically so I would learn to Concentrate better in college course work. Which by the way scared me because of my age, and poor past, and that little thing call Kids 18+ year olds me sitting in a classroom with basically my own child. That took an entire semester to bring me out of my shell.
Good news to report, I turned it around, brought up my grades and Graduated with a Degree in English, a 3.4 GPA.
School was my Salvation of sorts and the beginning of me taking on the responsibility of handling my emotions better and working to solve my Depression and saving not only my life but my marriage and learning Critical Thinking.
I never shared this before so hopefully someone will benefit knowing that there are Solutions to our problems.
God, like Praying Medic says has direction for us. He uses angels and tries to Warn us when Evil is present.
God Bless everyone
I’m sorry that you let your mind be corrupted by a college education. Colleges in this country are left-wing socialist marxist factories of anti-capitalist, anti-conservative, anti-American propaganda. Do better!
Re-read, you truly suffer, from what I do not know. Learning was my Savior and yes it opened my eyes to Communism and I gave back to many who taught my Conservatism and liberal views but did not allow any Professors to push their agendas, I called each out even during class. I also learned Critical Thinking which isn’t Partisan.
The Kids grew to respect me and I made many friends especially when my grades really improved in the harder classes.
This was soo fascinating! I am readding your books one at a time. I think I will need to get the book of emotional healing next, especially to help my son. I suppose God has given me a type of discernment, because when I look or talk to a person in my presence, and sometimes not in my presence I can sense the spirit behind that person, like if it’s a bad spirit or good spirit, and actually what that person “gives off”? Like if it’s worldliness, laziness, selfishness, addictions etc. I feel very uneasy and like your wife, “afraid” when a certain person is near me, and I know what is going on with them. But I don’t think I have the wisdom what to do with this. On the topic of knowledge, like last night I feel I was given revelation about people at the G7, and why people seemed so different.very specific things that he showed me. “what was going on, insights” but I don’t know why He is showing me this. I suppose it is to pray for them, which I do, because my family does not want to hear about my latest revelations. Thank you for the talk on this topic. You are a huge influence to me.
Love this one Dave. God Bless.
Yes, this has helped me, more than you know. Congratulations on your success also! Thank you for sharing this. I can see a little now why I am sitting hear today reading this, because I went through an abusive marriage, and abusive childhood and suffered a nervous breakdown, and trying to run from room to room in my home trying to escape from the demonic voices speaking to me, and tormenting sounds, and taking my son to the mall and watching as people walked in slow motion in front of me until I almost collapsed. But God has brought me out of that darkness, and I am very encouraged readding your story.
Awesome!
Your statement about the presence of demons being manifested by the smell of rotten eggs or burning sulfur ties in with other accounts of individuals having sightings of a sasquach with such a smell being present. Also it was written many years ago (1960’s?) by an Arab Christian prophecy author (whose name I don’t recall) that this same kind of smell was present at alleged UFO landing sites and badly haunted houses.
As to the Lord speaking to us, that has only happened to me as thoughts suddenly coming to mind. I wonder how many times the Holy Spirit has done this and I haven’t realized it.
Close to fifty years ago I remember as an employee, standing in the office of my Dad and uncle’s plumbing store, suddenly being hit by the thought,
“If you care about your sister, you’d better pray for her”, so I did.
She happened to offer a ride to some fellow who apparently was contemplating something very bad. She became very afraid and started to talk to him about God.
She said that all the trees and so forth showed that there is a God, and he agreed.
Finally she was able to stop the car and let him out. He cryptically said,
“You were lucky this time.”
Luck had nothing to do with it.
While she was still in the car with him, she happened to look into the rear view mirror. She told me she saw three beings all dressed in white sitting in the back seat.
I asked her,
“Did they look like men, or women?”
She said she couldn’t tell. Their faces were blank. She said she couldn’t understand why the fellow couldn’t see them. After letting the fellow out of the car she looked into the rear view mirror and the three beings were no longer visible.
We believers definitely have Divine protection, but the Lord usually prefers to conceal how much He protects us.
Dave,
I am a super senior – and follower of Jesus Christ. My husband & I have been working in the ministry for over 15 years – what is so refreshing is the continued knowledge you open up to me. What was so cool was the showing how wisdom and knowledge work together….having knowledge without wisdom is nothing….but knowledge with the wisdom to know what to do with it***** period. Sweet, simply and workable. Nice. I do not always give remarks, and I probably should…….I will pray for His list to help me out here. Anyway – thank you so much for your continued obedience to the Lord in His calling to you.
JS in Alaska
I am one of those feelers. I always have been. I was 5 or 6 years old when my 2 year old brother got hit by a car. The bumper of the car hit him in the head. There were 30 foot skid marks in the street. My mother was kneeling next to him screaming he’s dead he’s dead! He was laying there so still with his eyes closed then I saw him twitch. I was next to my mother and was telling her he’s not dead I just saw him move. But she just kept screaming he’s dead. I come from a Catholic family of 12, 6 boys 4 girls. We prayed all the time. My brother was in a coma for 6 months. The doctors kept telling my mother and father that he wasn’t going to live. No broken bones but he made it though. He had to learn everything all over again, bathroom, eating, walking, talking. It was a true Miracle! A lot of times I would know who was on the phone before I would answer it, and that was before they had caller ID. I would know that someone was at my house just before they would pull up in the driveway. I get these feelings like something is wrong only to find out that someone I know just lost there job or fell and got hurt or a car accident. Sometimes I get bad feelings when I’m next to someone I don’t even know.