A True story about epilepsy and demons . The awaking of a girl protected by a prophet .

When my daughter was nearly three years old, she experienced her first seizures and was diagnosed with epilepsy. Prior to this, at around seven months old, I took her to Guatemala to meet her family. Although they claimed to be Christian, they were raised in Catholicism but did not actively practice it. Many traditions from local witchcraft had been integrated into the churches there, something I discerned spiritually. Despite my objections, my ex-husband allowed them to perform a blessing on our daughter, placing protective beads on her, a common practice in those cultures. Recognizing these beads as ungodly, I was distressed but felt powerless in a foreign country, so I turned to God. This led to a conflict, and I would now fight more vigorously, being who I am today. I felt something was attached to those beads, and soon after I removed them against her father's wishes, I disposed of them discreetly.

As a baby, my daughter showed signs of being gifted. She displayed an unusual focus, even as a newborn, and reacted to things unseen in the natural world. She developed a sudden fear of certain stuffed animals, screaming at the sight of some. I sensed an unusual presence in our home, experienced vivid dreams, and she began having night terrors. I often felt followed and watched. When she grew older, she spoke as if interacting with an imaginary friend. Initially dismissive, I became concerned when her conversations seemed advanced and detailed. My inquiries made her uncomfortable, but God urged me not to ignore it. Through prayer and questioning, she revealed she called this presence "the man," who didn’t appear normal. I understood this to be a demon, and while cautious, I knew it was dangerous.

Her imaginary friend reacted negatively to my questions, especially when I mentioned Jesus, prompting me to perform a cleansing. Although the entity left, it returned more aggressively. This experience significantly enhanced my spiritual gifts, which had always been with me but were profoundly awakened. Around this time, my church recognized me as a prophet. I omit many details to protect her, but I became her guide and protector. She is indeed gifted, with abilities similar to mine but more pronounced in certain areas, requiring strong spiritual protection.

Before becoming a mother, I was told I couldn't have children. I was unhappy, feeling unloved, and unknowingly battling cancer. My daughter was a blessing, born on Veterans Day, a poignant connection as my late father was a veteran. Her arrival answered my prayers and provided companionship in a special mission for God. We share a close bond.

My daughter, my son, and I had numerous experiences with her seizures and spiritual encounters. God eventually revealed the ceremony's significance, allowing me to break its hold. This revelation marked the beginning of my ministry, though I initially resisted, feeling inadequate like Jonah and Moses. My childhood was marked by encounters with witches and the supernatural, surrounded by such energy. My daughter, too, provided spiritual support, as I was essentially alone despite being married. Thankfully, she received excellent medical care, and her doctor shared similar experiences among patients with neurological disorders, which was surprising yet affirming.

There is considerable evidence supporting the spiritual aspect of these conditions, aligning with biblical teachings. Although I can't share everything, my daughter's case was so rare that scientists offered to study her, which I declined. She was covered in prayer by our church community, and our life resembled a movie, as noted by my therapist. This ongoing story reveals glimpses of the truths God has shown me, emphasizing His continued work. While she still suffers, her condition is more manageable, and after a near-fatal seizure, she has made remarkable progress, regaining memory and improving academically post-divorce and relocation. Her recovery is a miracle, supported by many witnesses.

I share this story because many face similar challenges, and I no longer resist God's call to tell it. As I observe the world's events, I recognize the reality of evil, demons, and the devil, but affirm that God is supreme. This gift has a special purpose: to illuminate hidden truths, redeem the lost, and provide answers. This journey has been training for what God is about to do, preparing us for the world’s awakening to our spiritual adversary. It delves deep, urging people to understand that illnesses and disabilities often mask where the enemy hides. True healing requires confronting these truths.