I had found out that a deliverance minister was coming to Montreal Quebec in November.  So I checked this minister out.  I got on his email list and read all his newsletters that I would get.  Then I watched a few of his videos.  I wanted to make sure that what he taught lined up Biblically.  Everything he taught lined up with the Scriptures as far as I could see.  I also saw that he dealt with very tough cases and flew all over the world establishing deliverance work and churches.  I knew he had the anointing of an Apostle.  So I was hoping that Alex's strongman could finally be dealt with.  After having gone two weeks straight for deliverance you might think I'd want to give up.  But the Bible says, "Love never gives up."  I could not let these spirits devour him.  It's like a Western shoot out.  It's either them or me, we both can't stay in this town!

     The day finally came.  November 17th.  I thought that Jay Bartlett was truly a servant of God and by the way Alex was acting all weekend proved it to me.  He was manifesting by breaking out into sudden insane laughter for no apparent reason.  His spirits even cursed out of his mouth complaining about a Christian chat room Alex had on the computer run by Pastor Jim Searcy.  The demons said, "You bunch of F'ers."  Alex loved that pastor and that chat room.  I knew it wasn't Alex saying that.  Alex's demons were getting nervous though because Jay was in town.  I knew they'd try and stop Alex from going if they could.

    I was all geared up about going and wondering if Alex would try to scoot out of it.  So at the last minute he's searching things on the computer and says to me, "I don't know about this guy.  Says here that he does psychic surgery."  I told him that he was reading nonsense and that it wasn't true.  He had taken something that was written and twisted it around.  I knew he was making excuses.

     Then I found out at the last minute from an email that Sonya was going.  I told him, "Hey, good news, Sonya's going too."   Then he accused me of conspiring against him with Sonya!

    Then he raised his voice hollering at me, "I've had it, you pick up your things and leave and I never want to see you again!"

    I told him, "That's it!  I'm going with or without you!  I hope I don't get lost in the big city myself!"  I said that hoping he'd be worried enough about me so he'd drive me there and then hopefully I could coax him inside.  Instead he got so furiously angry that he stormed out of the house and took his car.  Something was trying to tell me in my mind, "Give up, it's all over, the demons have won."

    I had been praying all weekend this time for myself asking God a special favor for all that I had suffered due to these demons.  I prayed, "God, please, for my sake, not even for Alex's, I ask this of you.  Please just give me this demon's head on a platter that's been harassing me through Alex causing all this grief!!"  I knew that God would honor my prayer because I had been faithful to Alex.  I had shown him the love of God even when it was rejected.  I had been consistent.  I had gone the extra mile giving up my job and all the money I had in savings.  My time, my emotional energy, and all the horror of seeing him at the hospital and then the things the demons did to intimidate me.  All the times they manifested and all the verbal abuse and threats that they made.  Finally, I was asking God for justice on my behalf.  This time I was not going to twist Alex's arm to go and get help.  This time God would move on my behalf.  If Alex was going to take off in his car, then fine.  I'd go by myself even.  And I thought, really, it was the last straw.  If Alex didn't go I was going to walk out of his life.  He didn't know that, but I had reached my breaking point.

​     Alex finally came back to the house and said, "Okay, I will drive you."

    So I said, "Fine, then just drop me off and pick me up later."

    Then he said, "Well, I might as well stay since it's such a long ride back."   So very reluctantly he came.

    I also told him "Well, if something bothers you then you don't have to stay in the room."  I was only telling him that just to show him that I was not going to twist his arm.  I was not going to stoop to begging him.  I was so fed up with him that day you cannot even begin to imagine!  I went there wanting revenge on the demons and whatever Alex wanted to do after that was his own business.  For so long I had pity on Alex and wept and wept over his soul asking God to spare him.  But this time I was out for revenge on those demons which made our lives so miserable.

    I fibbed about the time we were to be there in order to make sure we got there on time.  Alex wanted to stop to eat first so I obliged as I was a little hungry.  We ordered take-out of Greek food that I was really fond of.  I went inside the restaurant to wait for our order to be prepared.  It was a dark night in November.  I sat there in the restaurant all by myself in a chair while Alex waited by the counter and then went outside to smoke.  I was used to his level of not being affectionate with me by now.  He usually wouldn't be near me or act as if he was a boyfriend.  As he was outside smoking I felt that familiar feeling of being alone in this huge fight between the powers of darkness and light with only God by my side.  I also felt very hurt and rejected by Alex.  All I wanted was to see him healed and delivered of his torment.

    Just at that moment I heard softly playing through the speakers at the restaurant a song that I had really liked that I thought God had sung to me because I was so dedicated to helping this lost soul that he loved.  It was called, "Close Your Eyes"  by Michael Buble.   I had always kind of wished Alex would appreciate me the way the man in that song appreciated the woman he was singing about.  But, instead he had just told me to "pack my bags and leave"  and told me, "I never want to see you again"  despite all we had been through.  Images went through my mind of the past year such as having the ring he gave me thrown at me saying, "We're through!"  on my birthday.  Then months later remembering him taking the ring off my finger at the hospital after the suicide attempt.  So much for my hopes of marriage.  I had given up even that by quitting my job which jeopardized our marriage Visa because I could no longer fill out the affidavit of support.  Then having given up all my savings that would have gone towards our honeymoon.  There would be no honeymoon if there was no Alex alive. That's when I told the Lord, "I'm doing this for you Lord because the Bible says that as we do it to the least of these, so we have done it to you."  

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Close your eyes

Let me tell you all the reasons why

I think you're one of a kind.

Here's to you

The one that always pulls us through

Always do what you got to do

You're one of a kind

Thank God you're mine.

 

You're an angel dressed in armor

You're the fair in every fight

You're my life and my safe harbor

Where the sun sets every night

...

Cause you're made of strength and mercy

And my soul is yours to save

I know this much is true

When my world was dark and blue

I know the only one who rescued me was you...

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