Salvation and A Miracle - How Christ Changed My Life

My father was ambivalent regarding religion, but all in all he believed in God.  My mother was devout in her worship of Christ, and strong in her faith.  She served the Lord in many ways.  My father though in hindsight, brought a demon back with him from Vietnam, which attached itself and made my father sick in the head and drove him to alcoholism.  During my 11^th year, he started to physically and mentally abuse me.  He started beating me for any little reason.

Now – couple together a very active imagination, a large capacity for complex thought, an IQ of 147, and a brain that liked to soak up books and concepts like a sponge, and you have me at the age of 12.  I built my first logic circuit at that age, even used some manuals to build my own FM transmitter circuit.  Now – throw in a book on candle magic, spells and curses, and the black arts – you have the mix to give a young pre-teen an idea on how he can get revenge on a father that was beating him.

By the age of 16, I was a strong practitioner and a black arts adept.  My knowledge of the occult and practices was so broad that I led the coven I belonged to that had adults twice my age and older, who had been practitioners longer than I had lived.

During the summer of my 16^th year, I was stricken by kidney stones in both kidneys.  The pain was so intense it laid me up in bed for two weeks.  I tried using everything I had in black magic and more to heal me – but I was suddenly powerless against this.  Modern medicine wasn’t doing much better.  I was unable to sleep more than an hour or so due to the pain.  I was bleeding from my kidneys into my urine, the stones were literally shredding them.

At my follow up appointment, the doctor, concerned about my lack of sleep, gave me two shots.  One for pain, one for sleep.  It was supposed to knock me out almost immediately and keep me out for like 8 hours.  Two hours later I am still awake, still in pain.

Early the next morning mom put on the 700 Club, it had been 4 hours since the last pain med - and I couldn't take another for 2 more hours. I literally cursed her out and reviled her with every hatred a teenager can levy at a parent.  She told me to shut my mouth and try listening - I might just learn something.  On the show, they were starting a prayer call for people in need of healing. It was then that I actually had the gall to challenge God to prove His power. 

I forced my way upstairs, telling my Mom I was going to try to take a shower. I was actually going upstairs to use my Mom’s phone extension in her bedroom. I called in and told them I needed prayer for my kidneys. The response from the lady took me by surprise. She told me that there was something that needed to be done before a request for healing can be done.

I denied she was right - and then she said - "You aren't saved, in fact - you practice witchcraft, right". I was floored and a bit speechless. How could she know this? She continued, "Before we can pray for your kidneys, we need to pray for your soul, you need to accept Christ, and be born again. Would you like me to help you do that?"

I tried to deny it - but she had me dead to rights. I finally told her yes - and I prayed for forgiveness of my sins, and asked Christ into my heart. The woman prayed asking for Christ to touch my heart, to free me of any bonds held by Satan, and to wash me in Christ's shedded blood.  After we were done - I felt a lightness in my mind and my heart. Then we started to pray for the healing of my kidneys. As we prayed - I felt this tingling in my feet, which I first dismissed as them falling asleep since I was kneeling by the bed.

As the prayer continued, I felt it rise into my legs, then my lower back, on up my chest, and into my throat. Suddenly I could barely whisper and I felt light headed. She told me to go ahead and hang up, and to go lie down and rest, when I woke up again, I would be healed.

I went back downstairs and I remember Mom ask me if I enjoyed my shower and then turning to see me, grew concerned and helped me into the room I was staying in.

Later after I woke, it was late afternoon, some 8 hours later. First 8 hours of real sleep I had in two weeks. There was also NO pain. None. I used the sifter the doc gave me to pee through - no blood - no stones either.

She took me to my doc immediately and he x-rayed my kidneys and bladder, and found not only no kidney stones and no scarring - there was no evidence of any medication of any kind in my blood work. He could not explain how this occurred.  That's when I told my Mom and my doctor what I had done and what happened to me.  My mother cried and praised God through the telling of my experience.  The doctor could only call it a true miracle, he had never seen such a transformation.

The next day - my mother and I destroyed the materials and such I used for black witchcraft, blessed the ashes and blessed the ground they were buried in. 

My former coven tried to attack me in many ways spiritually, but it seemed I was protected, and my mother gave me some prayers to use when I felt an attack.

A year later, I was at my grandmother's church camp (Free Methodist), and it was there I was confronted with a demonic possession. It took 5 men to bring this young woman in - she was writhing and cursing, screeching and putting a good amount of damage on these guys. What she was uttering when she wasn't cursing or screaming was not human.

I felt oddly drawn to the woman, and the church leaders were trying to lay hands on her to pray. I walked up to where they were and in front of her. When she locked eyes on me - she suddenly froze, her eyes full of hatred. I put my hand on her head and remember saying "Christ loves you, His Blood I wash you with, and He demands this spirit to leave." That's all I remember because I blacked out. The elders said that as soon as I said that, I fell backward and was out cold, and the woman slumped into a heap. When I came to - she was sobbing her heart out and was being looked after.

After that - I had 3 people give me words of prophecy that I would be used by God to reveal the enemy and help bring these people to Christ.  I started to walk that path, even started in the lay ministry of a local United Methodist church near where I was attending school.  But Satan likes to lay traps for us.  And that is what he did in my case.

I backslid here and there, and would always believe the Devil's lies about not being good enough to carry God's message.  In 1993, I found a good church full of His Truth and Gospel.  I started working in the lay ministry there and even attained my ordainment.  I helped with their community outreach and ministered to the homeless in the area.  But a personal crisis came, and it caused me to lose all I had.  It forced me to move two states away to accept the help of a friend.  The loss caused me to fall away from God again, as Satan wanted.

I fell off the path, blamed God for my fall and allowed myself to be deceived.  I ignored my calling, ran away from it, even masked it with other obsessions and passions, including politics.  I spent 11 years as a Constitutional activist, trying to convince myself that THIS was the path God had intended for me.

Recently, I have had God reveal Himself to me again, through prayer, and through the people in my life.  I had to be brought to my knees and be humbled by God, to be shown that my ego and my pride had taken me away from God's Will and His Plan for me.  I received a deep understanding and a deep sadness for failing God in this way and I begged His forgiveness.  I also came to realize that there was no path for me in politics - it was my own pride that had me believe that it was.

I have retired from politics as of this past Sunday, and I have given myself completely over to Christ, for whatever purpose He has for me.  I have embraced the calling He gave me 27 years ago, a ministry.  

Yes - I have sinned.  Yes - I have back slid.  Yes - I am imperfect.

However - we are imperfect creatures.  Christ died on the cross for us.  He BLED for US!  But He arose three days later, having defeated Satan and his fallen angels in Hell.  He was the fulfillment of the Law, God's law, and now through Christ, we can be washed clean and be presented in God's eye as whole and perfect beings when we pass.

God does not require us to wait when called, to try to be a better example of a Christian.  We are to simply obey His Will, and to always seek Him out.  He will be patient with us as we learn to grow our faith, but He wants us to turn our will over to His.  The rewards for that are great!  The joy, the peace, the love, and the uplifting I have felt since doing so is like nothing I have experienced since turning my back to Him 12 years ago.

I will be sharing my ministry with you through this blog.  I am seeking a place to begin holding weekly worship services for those seeking Him.  You don't have to be perfect, or even on the right path at the moment.  God loves you, and if you will seek Him, He awaits you.  

I contacted the church that I originally received my ordination from, and after a long discussion and a truly repentant heart, the Bishop restored my ordination.

May God Bless you this coming week.  If you wish to discuss your walk in Christ, or to come to Him, please contact me.

Pastor Michael Frisbee, Liberty Gospel Ministries

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