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Freedom For Mary!
It was on April 30 , 1992 when I first met Mary. A heavy woman in her mid thirty's with a friendly and polite way about her. She was shopping in the store that I own and was spending a fair bit of time looking through our selection of books. When Mary had finished shopping she brought to the counter several books she had decided to purchase. Most of the books were adult books and two or three of them were children books. As I keyed the books into the terminal I couldn't help but notice that they were all about the occult or Satanism. I asked her if she knew anyone who was involved in the occult and her answer startled me. " I'm not really sure, I think I might have been," was her reply. She must have noticed the confused look on my face because she went on to say, " You see, I have MPD and I think it may have something to do with Satanism." Not knowing what MPD was I asked and she told me it stood for Multiple Personality Disorder. Being curious I asked how a doctor would treat something like this. With frustration in her voice she told me that she has tried all kinds of drugs, support groups, meditation, hypnosis and endless meetings with her psychiatrist. Not knowing anything about MPD but something about God I told her that I believed what doctors and drugs couldn't do for her Jesus Christ could do in a prayer. She politely shrugged off the comment, said thank-you and left the store with her books. I didn't think much more about it until the next day when I saw Mary again. She had come into the store and I was busy ringing in some customers at the counter. I could see that Mary looked rather "anxious" and wanted to talk to me. I tried to get rid of the other customers quickly so that I could speak to her. When I finished with the customers Mary quickly came over to me and said that she needed to talk to me. "Look," she said as she held out her left arm to show me a serious cut with new stitches. "After I spoke with you yesterday I went home and started thinking about what you had told me that Jesus could heal me in a prayer," she said. She went on to say that as she began to pray one of the parts she was not familiar with took over and tried to kill her with a razor blade. I recognized the shape of the cut was very similar to a pentagram which is a satanic symbol. When I brought this to her attention she said she was not aware that a pentagram was a satanic symbol. Mary was very obviously afraid and went on to say that she had contacted a catholic priest but he told her that what she needed was an exorcism and that he wasn't "qualified" to perform it. Still unaware of what MPD was I was coming to realize this was very serious and while I doubted she needed an exorcism, I did feel she really needed a healing. She said she wanted to know if I would pray for her that Jesus would heal her. I asked if if she would mind if I asked my pastor to pray with us as well. She said OK and I made the arrangements.
I go to a church that would be very similar to the Assemblies Of God denomination as far as doctrine and belief.
My pastor suggested that two other pastors attend as well. I obtained approval from Mary and two days later we met in the church.
After all was said and done there were six people there not including Mary. My pastor, my wife, an Anglican Priest a Pastor from an Apostolic church an employee from the store and myself.
After a private meeting between Mary and my pastor they came into the sanctuary where the rest of us were waiting and praying.
Mary sat down with us at the front and the pastor said " I have spoken with Mary and she has agreed to allow us to pray for her. We are going to ask God to give us discernment and that His will be done in Mary's life."
The following is a description of what happened....
PASTOR: Mary, before we pray I would like to read out loud some verses from the bible.
He read from the first chapter of Genesis and the first chapter of the gospel of John. PASTOR: You see Mary, we have no power to heal but Jesus Christ, The Almighty God, does and it is Him that we will ask to help you.
Mary nodded in agreement.
PASTOR: One more thing; I notice your earring is a pentagram. Since this is a satanic symbol I feel it appropriate to ask that you take it off.
Mary agreed. I then noticed Mary was wearing a cross lapel pin. While this is a Christian symbol I had previously understood from Mary that it was a good luck charm to her. I gently told Mary that the cross is a good symbol but today we were not going to rely on symbols or any other physical thing. Today we would rely totally on the power of God who the bible says is Spirit. Mary agreed.
Finally, my pastor noticed an "angel on my shoulder" lapel pin that Mary was wearing. He asked her to remove it and when he did she became reluctant to do it. She explained that one of her parts was a child and that they would be really upset if she took the angel pin off. The pastor again reminded her that today we would be putting our trust in God and not in "things." Mary was reluctant because she said that if she took off the pin then a child part named Jenny would come out and the rest of us may think she was weird or something. The pastor assured her that we would be OK if she changed and that we would not think badly of her. She took it off and as she did her face changed right before our eyes. She began to sob like a little girl and I for one was convinced that this was not the same person.
The pastor basically ignored this change in personality and began to ask Jesus to send His Holy Spirit to heal Mary. He prayed, as did we all from time to time, with his eyes open.
As the pastor prayed he suddenly stopped and with an unequivocal firmness in his voice I heard him say, "I know you, you mocking spirit. I have seen you before. You are defeated and with the authority of Jesus Christ I tell you to leave her."
This threw me for a bit of a loop so I opened my eyes and looked at Mary. Unbelievable! Her face had changed again. She had a sneer on her face that seemed to say "who do you think you are to try and tell me what to do." It was a look of total defiance and rebellion.
It was then that I knew there was something extremely spiritual going on but at this point I really wasn't sure what to think. The natural thought was to think this woman could in fact be demon possessed. The type of situation Jesus faced when He cast demons out of people. I wonder if there were psychiatrists back then if they would have called those demon possessed people MPD???
This "personality/being/entity" argued for a few moments but as we prayed it garbled, grunted and was gone. It looked for a few moments that Mary was empty. As if her body was there but no one was on the inside.
We prayed again and as we did more of these so called personalities would come out arguing, swearing and blaspheming God etc. but every time the pastor would say " by the power and authority of Jesus Christ I tell you to leave her alone." There would be some resistance but the personality would always leave. Something to think about here... why did each of these personalities resist leaving until we used our authority in Christ? After all, we were only saying words; right?
Hours went by and there was a never ending army of personalities coming and going using different names; many with foreign accents and even different languages.
My pastor became frustrated because he couldn't understand why it was taking so long for God to free Mary. After all; the devil and certainly no demon was any match for God. This should have been over hours ago.
I, my pastor and the Anglican minister took a break and went out into the hall to discuss what we thought was going on. As we spoke something came to my mind. I told the pastors that we are just human beings who have no power to do anything in the realm of the spirit by ourselves. Yet, in spite of this, these personalities were manifesting. My point was this. If these personalities were really demons then they would not reveal themselves unless forced. Since we had no power to influence the spiritual realm then what was making them come out and go? The answer had to be that God was doing it. He was there fighting in the realm of the spirit for Mary to be free. With this my pastor prayed for wisdom and discernment and we went back inside.
Inside we noticed Mary talking to the others. One of the women said that Mary had just asked Jesus to come into her heart and take control of her life. We asked Mary if that was true and she said yes. This is important because it is only when we exercise our free will by choosing to surrender to God that He can really set us free from the snares of the devil. Mary had then told us that she had no recollection of most of what had happened for the past three hours but that she did feel "different inside". The pastor told us that he thought God was doing a wonderful work in Mary but He wasn't finished yet. With Mary in agreement the pastor prayed again something like the following:
"Lord Jesus, we have seen your love for Mary and Your power but God we now ask that You go to the root of her "MPD" and break it according to Your will."
Just a prayer right?
Well, as the pastor finished praying something didn't like it because Mary was speaking in a male voice cursing and blaspheming God again.
Pastor: You will leave her now. Spirit: (speaking through Mary) She is mine. I am saving her for the father. She will be his bride. Pastor: In the name of Jesus Christ come out of her! Spirit: I don't respond to you or your God! Pastor: There is only One God and you must obey Him. Come out in the name of Jesus Christ!
Spirit: {very angry} Only when you slit her throat will I leave!
Pastor: You have no choice; you must leave.
At this point this so called personality begins to strangle Mary screaming , "she is mine and I will take her now!" We grabbed her arms trying to pull her hands away from her throat when all of a sudden she changed again. This time she was talking like a little girl of about five years old. She so sweetly asked, "does Jesus really love me?' No one said anything because we were so shocked at the dramatic change. Then she held out her hand to the pastor and with a few tears in her eyes she pleaded with him...."If Jesus really loves me can He make mommy take my hand off the stove? It's hot and it hurts so bad." Well, that did me in. I now have tears in my eyes because I am feeling some of the pain that this woman must have gone through as a child. I was all ready to say something like; " it's O.K. sweetheart, Jesus won't let anybody hurt you again." However; I never did say those words because my pastor was led to say something quite different.
Pastor: How dare you try to mock God! You are damned to an eternal hell and you have no right to take Mary with you!
Wow, I thought! Those are pretty firm words to say to a sweet little girl. Turns out this was no sweet little kid. With the pastors words this sweet little girl went back to cursing God. This I think was the turning point. There was no doubt in my pastors mind what we were dealing with and it seemed that God was giving him discernment that he had prayed for.
The pastor went on...
Pastor: What is the name of the strong one?
No reply.
Pastor: In the name of Jesus Christ I command you to tell me the name of the strong one!
Spirit: Jabula, we are many!
Pastor: How many?
Spirit: 50
Pastor: What is your hold on her?
Spirit: I don't respond to you!
Pastor: IN the name of Jesus Christ I command you to tell me!
Spirit: You have no understanding! She was a sacrifice for me. She shed her blood for me. She belongs to me.
Pastor: You are a liar Jabula! Jesus Christ was a sacrifice for Mary! He shed His blood for her! She has asked Him to take control of her life. She belongs to Him!
Spirit: {mockingly, almost laughing} Hah! The blood of a ghost can't save anyone!
My pastor became angry as this demon was clearly referring to Christ in this blasphemous comment.
Pastor: {grabbing his bible} The blood of a ghost Jabula??? Let's hear what the Word Of God has to say about this.
All of a sudden Mary goes totally limp as if dead. She lay on the floor lifeless. The rest of us were unsure of what to do but the pastor never hesitated for a second. As he looked at Marys lifeless body he said; " I know you can hear me Jabula now you will hear the Word Of God!
The pastor begins to read the crucifixion story from one of the gospels. As he did I could hardly believe my eyes. Marys body was now contorting and she began to squirm like a leech after you put salt on it. Her face began to contort and her stomach shifted in waves that I never thought possible fir a human body to do. The only thing I could think of was that Jabula was actually being tormented by the reading of the bible.
As the pastor came to the final verses that he would read I heard him say,..." On the third day of the week, Mary Magdalen and Mary the mother of Jesus came to the tomb where His body had been laid but when they arrived there they found that the stone had been rolled away from the entrance .And there they saw an angel of the Lord who knowing why they had come said, be not afraid for the One you are looking for is not here, He is risen.
Pastor: So you see Jabula; we are not talking about the blood of a ghost but the blood of the living Son of God and it is by His authority that I command you, all of you , to come out of her!
Mary sat up very fast and began to scream like I had never heard a human scream before. Every time the pastor would say "out" Mary would scream and hold on to her stomach. This went on for several minutes until Mary lay back down on the floor. She was out of breath and her eyes were wide open. Someone asked, "Mary, is it you?" She replied with a weak "yes." "What has happened?" she went on to ask. With overflowing joy in my heart and tears flowing down my face I whispered in her ear: "oh Mary, Jesus loves you so very much and today He has set you free."
Still lying down and very weak, we asked Mary a question. "Mary, who is Lord?" She looked sort of confused and whispered, "Jabula is lord." I gently responded, "no Mary, Jesus Is Lord." Then, with her broken and soft voice she replied, "Yes, Jesus is Lord. Jabula is a liar. Jesus Christ is Lord."
Some seven hours of prayer and Mary was free. When I tell this story many people ask if I was scared etc. I always respond by saying that what I saw that day was not scary at all. What I saw was an awesome and incredibly loving God who put the whole universe on hold to reach down and pull a precious human being from the grips of Satan.
FREEDOM FOR MARY PART "TWO"
Warning:....What you are about to read may bring hurtful memories. If you have a mental disorder as a result of abuse then perhaps it would be wise to ignore this post until someone you love and trust can be with you as you read it or even have them read it first. The story is true and is the second part of Freedom For Mary that was posted on this forum two days ago. While I realize that the story of Mary may not be representative of every person who has MPD, the reader should be aware that it does somewhat represent the stories of three other women I personally have had encountered who had MPD. The reader should also know that ever since my experience with these victims, I am of the strong opinion that MPD can never be healed until the so called personalities are totally gone. My experience,{medical professionals would call it research} has also convinced me that these four women were controlled by demonic spirits. While my experience has convinced me that these women were tormented by spirits I think it would be wise for the reader to understand that I have not met every person in the world who claims to have MPD therefore I can only speak for these four women. It is my hope that God will help me to say something that may cause a person with MPD to seek spiritual and emotional help to this problem through Jesus Christ. I would also like to thank the site controller for allowing me the freedom to make a posting and I will try to abide by the rules.
Part Two.....
The next day at about lunch time, Mary had come back into the store to speak with me. She smiled and approached me asking if I had time to talk to her. I said , yes and our conversation followed.
JD: Hi Mary, how are you feeling?
Mary: Fine. I had kind of a strange night but now I need to ask ......you some questions.
JD:..Sure. What do you want to ask me?
Mary:...Well, actually, I wanted to ask you some things but I also wanted to tell you some things that have been bothering me for a long time.
JD:.....What do you mean?
Mary:...Well, first of all; I need to know what happened yesterday. I can barely remember any of it.
JD:.....Oh Mary. So much happened yesterday that I couldn't possibly tell you all about it right now.
Mary:...Could we get together after you are off work or something.
JD:.....I'll tell you what we can do. Why don't you come over to house tomorrow night and we can discuss whatever you want.My wife will be there as well. Do you mind?
Mary....No of course not. That would be fine.
JD:.....Mary; before you go can I ask you something?
Mary:...Yes.
JD:.....Have you ever heard the name Jabula before? I mean, has the psychiatrist ever identified one of your personalities by this name?
Mary:...No. I have never heard that name before but I think I have felt him. I think he may have been the one that tried to to kill me.
JD:.....Jabula told us that you were a sacrifice for him. That you shed your blood for him. What did he mean?
Mary...{with a concerned/painful look on her face} That's what I wanted to talk to you about. {crying now rather aggressively} My grandfather and his friends raped me.
JD.....{putting my arms around her} I'm so sorry. But it is all over now. Jesus has healed you.
Mary...You don't understand. That's why I need to talk to you. I I need to tell you the secret.
I tried to calm her down a bit as this whole scene was taking place in a public store and I didn't figure most shoppers would be used to it or understand.
JD:....{a few moments later} Mary ,was your grandfather involved in the occult?
Mary:..{sobbing} I, I guess so. I never thought of him as being in the occult. In fact he was very well respected in B******T He was even high up with the Masons. No one would have believed me. {sobbing a little harder}
JD:....Look. This is not the place to discuss this. We will talk tomorrow night when you come over.
That night I prayed a long time for Mary because while I believed that God had set her free I could tell that an emotional healing was going to have to take place. The next day I called my pastor and asked him if he would come over to my house as Mary wanted to discuss some things with my wife and I. He said he would and I informed Mary that afternoon that the pastor would be there as well. She agreed and said she was really looking forward to it
That night Mary had come over to our home around 7:30 p.m. My wife and I had been praying for her prior to her arrival. When she arrived we made small talk as my two sons got ready to go to bed.
The pastor arrived at around 8:15 as he had another appointment at the church.
When we finally got together we opened with prayer. Mary was more concerned with telling "the secret" than with finding out what had happened in the church a few days earlier.
Mary began to tell us what had happened to her as a child. Her memories were vivid. Much of what she told us is so grotesque that I will not go into details for the sake of decency. However, I must go on record as saying this; the atrocities done to Mary were so evil that I didn't even think the devil himself could have imagined them. Well, I was wrong.
Mary:....{sitting on the couch} Something awful has happened to me and I feel that if I tell you then I will be free from this guilt.
JD:.... It's O.K. Mary. Take your time, we've got all night. There's no rush.
Mary:...{hesitating and fighting back tears} I, I can't do this. I can't do this alone. I need to go. Heather needs to come. May I let Heather come and tell you what happened.
JD:...No Mary. Tonight we will rely on Jesus to bring you through this. You tell us and if it becomes too painful then stop and ask Him to give you the strength to face it.
Mary begins to pray: "Please Jesus, help me to tell. Please help me to tell. Help me to trust in You.
Mary:....I was about five years old. I went to visit my grandfather in B******T. He took me up some stairs. The stairs were hard. We went through a door. A black door I think. We went inside and it was very cold. There was a lot of people there. They had hats that covered their faces. {Mary starts to cry} Grandpa wants to undress me in front of everyone. ......
Mary breaks down and cries. We wait. All three of us had tears in our eyes as the pain Mary was going through seemed unbearable.
Without our reminder. Mary slows down her crying, bows her head and says..."Please Jesus. Give me the strength to face this. It is so hard."
A few moments later Mary goes on...
Mary:....They put me on a table. I am scared. Nobody is saying anything but they are all looking at me.{Mary continues to cry}
At this point Mary tells us of what happened to her. This took a couple of hours as she broke down crying every few moments and asking God for His strength. As mentioned earlier; I will not go into the details what happened for your sakes. This stuff is so outrageous that no one should have to even think of it.
I will say this...Mary was sexually abused in ways to evil to describe and this apparently a part of a ceremony dedicating her to Jabula.
What I am about to say next I do so with some reluctance but I do so because it is very important for you to know if you do care about the "hell" most MPD victims have gone through. It is also important because it should help you to see how this evil works to keep people living in fear and bondage.
After Mary had been raped.{Please keep in mind that this is a five year old child} this is what happened according to her.
Mary:....Then they brought a man and made him stand in front of me. They told me they were going to kill one of us. Either him or me.
note: please understand that while I will type out what Mary told us it actually took quite a bit of time because this was the most difficult part of all for her. She stopped and started many times because of uncontrolled crying. However, each time she would ask Jesus to help her , she would recover and then go on with her story.
WARNING!!!! The following is just plain evil and should be read with extreme caution.
Mary:...I was scared. I can't even describe what I felt. I told them I didn't want them to hurt me anymore. I told them not to hurt the man. They made me decide. They made me choose who they would kill. I was afraid. I told them to kill him. As soon as I said this they did. They killed him. They cut his throat with a knife and he died. I closed my eyes but they made me look. His blood was all over my body........
Well, I won't get into what happened next but I can tell you this. What happened to Mary later on in this sordid ceremony was even more evil. So evil I can barely bring myself to even think about it.
Mary went on with her story and to my amazement Mary had gone through abuse for the rest of her childhood. According to her she was abused by her mother, her grandfather and grandmother.
My pastor and I gave serious consideration to going to the police with Marys story because after all, a murder had been committed. She agreed that she would tell the police what she had told us but we decided there was no point for the following reasons.
1) Marys grandmother was now dead. 2} While her mother was alive Mary did not know if she even knew about the murder. 3} Her grandfather, the only one she could identify as being at the murder scene, had committed suicide some five or six years after Mary was initially raped.
We left it up to Mary if she would confront her mother concerning the abuse she was responsible for but to date Mary has not sought criminal charges.
When Mary left late that night she talked about how this was the most wonderful accomplishment in her life. She had never been able to talk about it before because of the overwhelming fear. In fact...She couldn't even think about it because of the overwhelming pain and shame. When she did one of her personalities would take over.
Over the next few months my wife and I held a bible study in our home for Mary. I gave her a bible and bible study book from the store and she grew in her relationship with God. For the rest of her life Mary will never forget the horrors she lived through but now she is confident that she can deal with them without relying on anyone other than Jesus and herself.
A year later Mary started public speaking to various groups telling how God had set her free. Believe it or not many people in the medical community tried to discredit her story as I'm sure some of you are trying to do right now. But that doesn't matter to Mary or I because we experienced the power and love of the Only True God and man o man am I ever glad He's on our side.
Mary has since had a child and her marriage is better than it had ever been. She found a good church in the area and while I can't judge her heart, I am of the opinion that she loves Jesus Christ with everything in her.
She had undergone years of drugs, hypnosis etc. etc. etc. and it seems that I was right in my first comment to her.
..."What drugs and doctors can't do for you; Jesus can do for you in a prayer.
There is a lot to think about here. I have considered it prayed about it and even wrote an article about it. I am going to post my opinion on a number of things concerning Marys story. The following are some of the questions I asked myself about this.
1} If these personalities were really demons, why did they have such control on Mary. After all, she was an innocent victim of evil.
2} If these personalities were really parts of Mary, why did they have such control over Mary.
3} Why didn't she tell somebody earlier.
4} Why was she so reluctant part with these so called personalities.{Although not reflected in the story, Mary was reluctant to part with these personalities because she thought they were her "friends".
5} What was the significance of "the secret".
....Something I did not mention that I think is significant is that Mary had many scars on her arms. In particular her left arm. The scars were where she had cut herself. Many times she would not remember cutting herself. It is also significant to note that these scars were up and down on her arm and not across. I say this is significant because the other three women I know who had MPD also had the same cuts. They were always up and down.
One Last Thing....
A few days later when I was in the store the thought went through my mind that Mary had said her grandfather was involved with the Masons but she never knew he was also involved in the occult.
Being in a Christian bookstore we carry a number of books that warn how the teachings of Freemasonry contradict the teachings of the bible. I thought to look up the name Jabula in the indexes of the books that we carry on Freemasonry. I searched through them all and found nothing until I came to the last book we had which is called Secret Teachings Of The Masonic Lodge.
To my absolute SHOCK I read in this book that Masons are taught that the true name of God has been lost. However, when a Mason reaches the thirty-second degree and he has now earned the right to be told the true name of God. The book says that the name is JABULON.
Now isn't that interesting!
I better say this too. I am not saying that Freemasonry is a satanic organization nor am I saying it isn't. I am simply reporting the facts. You decide for yourself.
Yours In The Truth Of Jesus Christ
Josiah David
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