Tim Campbell
2005-06-18 17:28:39 UTC
one story of deliverance
Free to Live
by Liesl Alexander
The good news is today that I am alive to share the amazing love and
Grace
of Our Lord Jesus Christ. Married to a Vicar, have two children, and
involved myself in an evangelistic/healing/deliverance ministry.
I was brought up in a haunted house, cursed as a baby and handed over
to
Satan, my mother an alcoholic. In later years my world fell a part. I
was
hospitalized under court order, diagnosed as severely mentally ill,
suicidal, I had cut my wrists and taken a heavy overdose, was violent.
I
was kept in a locked room on 36 pills a day, all treatments had been
tried
and failed--no hope. I was an atheist, a drug addict. After several
years
escaped from the high security hospital to kill myself and on the way
God
stepped in....
I had returned from an escape from the locked hospital. My head was now
filled with "God can do anything absolutely anything," a change from "I
want to die."
Some strangers were let into the locked area of the hospital, together
with
the security. Where had they come from? They wanted to pray with me.
Why
me? An atheist?
I felt very out of place. Inside me there was inexpressible turmoil,
but in
the room I was in, there was a new feeling, a feeling of peace. But I
couldn't fit it together. I could not work out what these people were
saying. They were talking very calmly about Jesus, and about Jesus
having
the power to heal. I could not take all the words in; they were an
invasion
into my isolation.
They stood around me, one had their hand on my head, another on my
shoulder, and then spoke a simple sentence, "Lord Jesus, please heal
this
girl's mind." They were talking to God. It was all very new and
strange. I
wondered what they would say next? I heard a click in my head, they
heard
it too. I don't know if the security did though. Something in me was
being
moved towards an encounter with light. I was face to face with light. I
was
being held in it. I knew it to be creative and positive, loving and so
peaceful. Totally the opposite of the darkness I had just left. I was
completely enveloped by it, unaware of anything else. Aware only of the
presence of Jesus.
They stopped praying. I was stunned. I saw clearly that I'd been ill,
that
for years I'd existed in a hell of mental illness. Now I was cured
suddenly, miraculously, in a space of a few moments. Jesus healed me!
Editors Note: Liesl has written a book, FREE TO LIVE, sharing her
experiences being held captive by Satan's forces. The Lord set her
free.
Free to Live
by Liesl Alexander
The good news is today that I am alive to share the amazing love and
Grace
of Our Lord Jesus Christ. Married to a Vicar, have two children, and
involved myself in an evangelistic/healing/deliverance ministry.
I was brought up in a haunted house, cursed as a baby and handed over
to
Satan, my mother an alcoholic. In later years my world fell a part. I
was
hospitalized under court order, diagnosed as severely mentally ill,
suicidal, I had cut my wrists and taken a heavy overdose, was violent.
I
was kept in a locked room on 36 pills a day, all treatments had been
tried
and failed--no hope. I was an atheist, a drug addict. After several
years
escaped from the high security hospital to kill myself and on the way
God
stepped in....
I had returned from an escape from the locked hospital. My head was now
filled with "God can do anything absolutely anything," a change from "I
want to die."
Some strangers were let into the locked area of the hospital, together
with
the security. Where had they come from? They wanted to pray with me.
Why
me? An atheist?
I felt very out of place. Inside me there was inexpressible turmoil,
but in
the room I was in, there was a new feeling, a feeling of peace. But I
couldn't fit it together. I could not work out what these people were
saying. They were talking very calmly about Jesus, and about Jesus
having
the power to heal. I could not take all the words in; they were an
invasion
into my isolation.
They stood around me, one had their hand on my head, another on my
shoulder, and then spoke a simple sentence, "Lord Jesus, please heal
this
girl's mind." They were talking to God. It was all very new and
strange. I
wondered what they would say next? I heard a click in my head, they
heard
it too. I don't know if the security did though. Something in me was
being
moved towards an encounter with light. I was face to face with light. I
was
being held in it. I knew it to be creative and positive, loving and so
peaceful. Totally the opposite of the darkness I had just left. I was
completely enveloped by it, unaware of anything else. Aware only of the
presence of Jesus.
They stopped praying. I was stunned. I saw clearly that I'd been ill,
that
for years I'd existed in a hell of mental illness. Now I was cured
suddenly, miraculously, in a space of a few moments. Jesus healed me!
Editors Note: Liesl has written a book, FREE TO LIVE, sharing her
experiences being held captive by Satan's forces. The Lord set her
free.