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In 2015, my husband and I moved in with my father. My mother had passed away a few years before, and we spent a year with him. On arriving, my father gave us the primary bedroom he and my mother had shared for years before her death. It was lovely, and the large windows showcased the fall leaves in all their burnt orange and vibrant yellows. When my husband and I arrived, we quickly cleaned and organized our things while respecting my dad’s privacy and space. Shortly after we got settled in, I awoke in the night with a strange spirit hovering over the bed. The figure was cloaked in a robe that was hooded. It seemed to be peering into my face. I had previously been involved in deliverance ministry, but this sight left me uneasy. I have seen a lot of things in my years, but never anything such as this.
I wondered who the spirit could represent or where it came from. My uncle, who stayed with my parents for a long time, left after a year or so and told others he could no longer stay there due to a ghost being in the house. My parents chuckled. My mother suffered horribly from Parkinson’s before she passed away, but apparently, the spirit was already there. How did it come about? My parents were devout Christians who had spent their lives doing ministry. My dad made mission trips to Ecuador and Mexico and helped build churches there. Yes, this spirit was quite perplexing for me to grasp. Demons are spirits we cast out and tell to “go,” in the power and authority of Messiah, but this, this cloaked hovering spirit, I found no words. I did not know what to make of it. And for fear that my husband would think I had lost my marbles, I did not bring it up for a few days, but this spirit in the night was bothering me. I prayed for it to go in the name of Messiah Yeshua, but it seemed not to budge. I had never had this issue when praying for tormented or oppressed people. A few more nights went by without me mentioning it to my husband, until one night, while he was soaking in the tub, I sat down in a chair in the bathroom area and said I need to talk to you. He said, “okay, go right ahead.” I started to fumble, getting my words together.
“Jeff, I hope you won’t think I’m crazy or have mental issues, but I have to talk to you about something that’s happening in my dad’s house.” I looked him in the eye and waited for him to respond.
He said, “Is this concerning the figure cloaked in a robe over the bed at night?” I belted, “You seen it too?” He said, “yes, but I didn’t want to scare you and was trying to figure out how to address it.”
We finally decided to anoint the room with oil, pray over it and command whatever spirit was there to go to its resting place. However, again, the spirit did not leave. My husband and I were perplexed. We had never experienced this. Not to sound haughty, but we were the people that others called to pray over their homes when they sensed uneasiness.
One morning after a restless night, while my husband and I were praying, I asked the Father, “Why won’t this robed spirit leave? I heard in my spirit, “You have not been given authority here– this is not your house.” As soon as I heard this in my spirit, my dad walked into the room wearing his military greens, beret, and medals. He had been conducting a military funeral, and he was wearing authority. He was the homeowner. We asked my dad to have a seat on the bed and then began to inquire if he had seen a spirit. He said he had felt something strange but had never seen anything. We asked him if he would pray and ask the spirit to leave. He did, and it left. Where it went, I have no idea. I have no idea why it was hanging out in my mother and father’s bedroom, but no one can convince me that I imagined it, nor my husband. We counted this as a type of higher spiritual training. We realized the other homes we had prayed over; we had been invited to bless the house or bring peace where there was no peace. We had not entered on our own without permission. I now wondered if one of my parents had invited it through ignorance.
Spirits Unveiled is an in-depth study of angelic beings, ghosts, and demonic entities and the deliverance from such spirits.
I address key passages misinterpreted over time, leading to theological confusion concerning fallen angelic beings, and begs the reader to reevaluate the question. “Can angels’ sin?” Are celestial beings chained in everlasting darkness, according to I Peter 2:4 and Jude 1:6, or is this referring to rebellious men?
Spirits Unveiled brings correction to tactics used in the deliverance ministry that are harmful to sheep, while shedding light on demons, deliverance, and how Hellenism, Greek thought, and the exile to Babylon affected ancient Judaism concerning spirits.