Re: Possession [message #1604 is a reply to message #1453] |
Fri, 14 December 2012 14:54 |
JustMe
Messages: 20 Registered: December 2012 Location: Utah
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Not sure if this would qualify as "possession" exactly but...
In about 2001 my husband was having terrible headaches which he had begun taking strong prescriptions for. They changed his personality--made all the bad things worse and the few good things even fewer, if that makes sense. I found out later he was abusing the prescriptions, but at the time I did not know it. When something didn't work the doctors would abruptly prescribe something new and he was like a walking medicine cabinet.
Anyway, my husband had done a lot of mean, crazy, scary things, but one night at about 2:oo a.m. he sat straight up in bed--I mean straight up, and started ranting and raving about things in the past. Now, my (ex) husband was the type that couldn't ever remember our anniversary, the children's birthdays, or even where we went on our honeymoon, let alone small details about our relationship. However, he was yelling and going on about the tiniest things that I couldn't believe he could remember. He looked and sounded like he was in a rage, belittling me and screaming at me and spewing forth hatred and vile things. It was very frightening at first and I was scared. But then I felt an understanding come over me that this was not my husband, but an evil spirit. Suddenly I wasn't afraid anymore. Don't ask me why that didn't freak me out even more, but for some reason it was less scary to know it was an evil spirit saying those things and acting that way, than to have it be my husband, if that makes sense. I felt so calm that I didn't even think to try casting it out. Perhaps it wouldn't have worked, anyway, because he had done things which allowed it in.
This went on for exactly two hours. I just sat there in the bed watching him and listening for my children. At this time they were young and both of them usually got up at least once or twice in the night. I was terrified they would wake up and come in and see him that way.
At 4:00 a.m. he abruptly stopped yelling. Then he lay down and fell asleep almost instantly. It was like someone had just flipped the "off" switch.
Neither of my kids woke up until 6:00 and I was so grateful that they had slept through the entire thing. I feel sure they were protected.
Not very long after that (within a day or two) my husband took a handful of pills in a halfhearted (and high) suicide attempt. He was again in a rage. He was standing in the kitchen kind of going crazy. He must have tripped or something because suddenly he was falling over backwards. He fell straight backwards to at least a 45 degree angle (picture a tree tipping over). At about the 45 degrees he caught himself somehow and slowly rose straight forward. It was freaky--I've never seen anything like it before or since.
That's the closest I've ever come to seeing someone who was possessed. I hope I never have to witness anything like it again.
~JustMe
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