Alex could no longer sleep at night at all. He cried out for help with every phone call he made to me. He finally revealed to me the extent of his torment. Every time he tried to sleep or relax he'd start hallucinating. He'd see people being harmed and mutilated as if he were watching clips from various horror films in his mind. That can really wear a person's sanity down. Back came all the intolerance to smells and sounds, the fear and the paranoia, the voices and feeling things even touching him that were invisible.
He would call me on the phone every day sounding more and more desperate. "I want to go out and just disappear somewhere. Can you take me somewhere so that I can just disappear?" He'd ask.
"No, no, Alex, you've got to hang on and have trust in God!" I'd plead.
"Just let go of me! It's no use!" he'd insist.
In desperation I found a pastor in Canada named Jozef Jasinski. I told Alex very firmly that he had to do whatever it takes to get rid of these demons or this torment will just continue. He was at the point of not being able to take it anymore. He would call me in distress all day long telling me that he just wanted to go wander the streets and disappear. As a last ditch effort Alex did contact the pastor for help. Pastor Jasinski agreed to pray for Alex over Skype. It was just in the nick of time!
When I later asked the pastor what transpired he told me, "Alex was preparing a rope to hang himself just before we talked. I was able to cast out twenty-five different spirits over the course of a week." Then the pastor proceeded to name each one of the evil spirits. I can hardly remember the list but anorexia was one of them. That would explain why he wouldn't eat. This was the largest amount of demons Alex ever had cast out. Before now it was only about two per visit to a deliverance church. One day Jozef said that he had to stop working with Alex over the Internet because his case was very difficult and that he needed to see him in person. He recommended that Alex come and stay with him until the deliverance was complete. It was a very kind offer on his part but he lived all the way on the other side of Canada. To drive there would take days. We would have to fly, then, how could we afford to do that?
I visited Alex's house after he stopped working with Pastor Jasinski. Suddenly Alex started having a full seizure. I rebuked it and it stopped. But then he stopped breathing and his heart stopped. I pressed on his chest doing what I was taught in CPR to get his heart going while I rebuked a spirit of death. At this point there was no denying that Alex's life was at stake!
I decided to take out all my savings for our honeymoon that I had planned to use and spent it on the airline tickets to get him to Alberta Canada to get delivered. I also had to quit my job in order to have the time off to go. I knew that Alex's life was in serious danger. The enemy wanted to kill him for sure. I was even worried about the flying. How could we possibly do it? Pastor Jasinski told us he'd pray to bind all the demons before our flight. Still even on the airplane I had to keep binding the demons as they were trying hard to manifest. Perhaps they wanted to call attention to Alex so people would not think he was in his right mind. I would even see Alex's chest appear to inflate and see him shake in his seat on the airplane. It was a long four hour flight! I was hoping no one around us would notice anything strange. When I rebuked the demons I did it quietly under my breath. I knew the demons weren't deaf.
I was so glad to see the Pastor at the airport right away. He was waving at us standing there with his scraggly beard and wearing a baseball cap. He was a Polish man with a really thick accent. He was hard to understand but I felt we were in good hands. We then got into his jeep that had a cracked window. He said that he didn't have time to fix it. I saw that this man was a true servant not living in extravagance. Alex's demon erupted right there in the car on the drive to the Pastor's church. He growled, "I'm going to destroy him! I'm going to destroy this little fucker!" Pastor Jasinski immediately threw invisible chains on the demon binding him while he was driving the car. He didn't seem intimidated at all. The demon finally went silent.
Finally we arrived at the church. Alex walked in looking like a scared child. The pastor took him upstairs to talk to him privately. Meanwhile I spoke to a nice lady at the church who made me feel welcome. She assured me that the pastor had already spoken to his church about Alex and that they wanted to help him. About an hour later there was a men's prayer meeting. The men all gathered around Alex to pray for him. They cast out a spirit of Kundalini. Alex was led into repentance for having allowed a New Age Shaolin Temple Buddhist Martial Arts practitioner work on his back years prior. I saw Alex's head wobble back and forth like the head of a snake as the spirit manifested. Later the pastor's younger son who was only twelve years old remarked, "He looks normal now." He had seen Alex prior to deliverance then after. Yes, more demons were coming out but the remaining demons he had were turning up the heat as well in order to make him quit.
He was in intense bodily pain every day. At night he still had tremendous trouble falling asleep and he was still hallucinating upon trying to fall asleep. "I feel like something is crawling across my forehead. I can feel it moving", Alex told us. Pastor Jasinski insisted that Alex take Melatonin supplements in order to sleep for now. Alex gave him a hard time about it but finally took the tablets. He was able to sleep for three hours taking the Melatonin. He was highly discouraged though and was hoping to make better progress than this. He kept telling us that he wanted to go home. But the pastor warned him, saying, the deliverance process is like an onion, you keep peeling the layers off until you are done. And now that the demons are all riled up you don't want to leave till you are done. Pastor Jasinski wanted to keep going until the Strongman was finally out.
Alex and I did not have much to do during the day. We would visit with the pastor's wife and then go on walks. When we stood outside on the front stairs Alex pointed out to me that there was a nest of crows on the telephone transformer wires. Sure enough they were there every day cawing at us. They made Alex very anxious. He felt threatened by them. I told him, "But they are just birds. They are God's creatures." He would insist that there were spirits behind the birds and that they were watching him.
On our walks he would hear noises and jump at even the slightest of sounds. One time we walked past a drain opening in the road and you could hear water dripping inside the drain. Alex said, "Do you hear the sound of that water? It's amplified in my mind and I feel like I'm going down that drain with the water." I didn't understand how the sounds could be distorted in his mind to this degree. I felt sorry for the terrible torments he was suffering and wished he would be healed and wondered why it was taking so long.
One day Alex was in such agony in his joints that he just could not tolerate it. I went near him to see if I could soothe him somehow, "Get away from me!" he shouted clenching his fists. I saw that he was in unbearable pain so I went to go get the pastor. I had to disturb him in his study, but felt it was urgent. The pastor started to pray right away when he saw Alex and then asked the demon it's name. It said, "Osteoporosis." Then the pastor led us to a passage in the Bible concerning this before casting the spirit out. Alex felt relief from the physical joint pain after this.
Proverbs 17:22 "A merry heart doeth good like a medicine: but a broken spirit drieth the bones."
The church members kept praying for Alex whenever we went to the church services and demons came out here and there but they were not getting the Strongman. The pastor was very hospitable to us. They even fed us steak for dinner and invited a couple from the church. When Alex was talking to one of the elders about his ear buzzing noise that plagued him the elder titled his head and remarked, "Strange thing, my ear is starting to buzz too." I knew that the spirits that plagued Alex were actually attacking the man but I didn't say a thing thinking that the man should be able to figure it out.
Alex insisted on going home by the end of the week. He felt like a burden and became homesick. The pastor argued with Alex telling him that he cannot run home to "mommy and daddy" for help because they cannot help him. He told him that it was time to stop dwelling in self pity and to be a man and grow up. The pastor was so adamant about trying to get him to stay saying, "Those demons are going to try and kill you if you go home. I am telling you this out of love. Better an open rebuke the Bible says, rather than hidden love." (Proverbs 27:5).
Alex didn't care. He insisted on going home. The pastor couldn't force him to stay so he drove us to the airport the next day. I had a return ticket, but I told Alex not to use his. I told him he needed to stay like the pastor says. Alex said he would check my baggage for the flight and just wait to check his baggage so he could think about it a little longer before the plane arrived. Meanwhile I was silently praying to God asking him if it would be possible to reach Alex to stay. The pastor told us before he drove away that he would gladly come back to get him if he changed his mind. I knew sometimes Alex could be a procrastinator, and this time I hoped that he'd procrastinate long enough so that he couldn't board the flight. Sure enough when we went later on to check his baggage it was too late. So I had to hurry up and scoot in order not to miss my flight. Alex kissed me on the forehead and said goodbye and told me to remember him as if I'd never see him again. Then I literally ran in order to make my flight. As I ran down the corridors I was thanking God that Alex stayed. I was also glad to flee the presence of such a horrible fight. I felt free for those few moments, as if I was running away from it all. I was so worn out. I just wanted to get some rest knowing that he was in good hands.
Alex called me from Alberta that following week telling me that the Pastor agreed to take him to see a Christian Psychiatrist that he knew personally. The lady saw him as a favor to the pastor and prescribed him a drug called Risperdal in order to help the hallucinations stop. Alex did take the pills but said that they really didn't help much. Although deliverance gave him relief from the demonic torment, it would come back. He thought that God had given up on him. He flew back home only a week later.
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