A Quiet Deliverance: Goodbye Vahni!!!

11 Oct

By Carol A. Davis

As RESCUE members know, I grew up in a Charismatic church. From childhood, I accepted signs and wonders as a normal thing, because it was the first thing I knew; however, it had always bothered me that I never seemed to have any of the “religious experiences” and manifestations my family members and others around me did. I was jealous and felt left out. I’d never spoken in tongues, fallen slain in the Spirit, felt that feeling of “warmth, love, and peace,” heard God’s voice, had anyone tell me they had a “word from God” for me, saw visions, or saw demons and made them leave in the name of Jesus, etc. I thought I was doing something wrong, like not surrendering to God enough, or what they call “seeking Him” enough, or else, maybe God just didn’t have any particular reason to talk to me or manifest to me in that way. I felt kind of inadequate, or at least picked over.

Back in ’93 I started hearing about the Brownsville Revival. A friend from church always talked about it, because she had been several times. She talked about how awesome it was, how strong the “anointing would fall,” and how you would receive a “life-changing touch from God.” Some people from our church started taking road trips there. They’d have to camp out in line all day, get there at 6 a.m., like it was an American Idol audition or something, because the building could only accommodate so many. One week, Steve Hill, John Kilpatrick, and Lendell Cooley actually came to Alabama and held a revival service in a nearby city, as well as a pastor’s conference. Ministers from our church took part, and my friend and I also got to go to the pastor’s conference because her dad was working there.

A lot of people had traveled from churches in neighboring cities to take part. The night before the first revival service – although the details of when and where are fuzzy, it so was long ago – my friend and I attended a service at a nearby Assemblies of God church, which we’d been invited to by some of the people who were participating in the Brownsville conference. It was at this service that, for the first time, I experienced being slain in the spirit, speaking in tongues, and having the manifestation of this “jerking” motion from the mid-section. You’d be standing up, but keep doubling over, like how a person would if they were struggling to catch their breath, or had just been punched in the stomach, only there was no pain at all – just an involuntary contraction of the muscles in your midsection. Everybody else did it too.I was so incredibly happy! I felt that I was finally “there,” and that maybe God was finally pleased with me enough to actually manifest. The next night at the Brownsville service, it happened even stronger. From that point on, it would happen anytime I was in a praise and worship service, praying, listening to praise and worship music, if I was listening to a sermon or even watching one on tv, especially if a certain statement really “spoke to me,” and often when I would simply think about God.

Since joining RESCUE and learning what I know now about the kundalini spirits and the counterfeit Holy Ghost manifestations, I put two-and-two together and began to realize this could not be a manifestation from God. What was strange was that it hadn’t happened in a few years, but from the time I joined RESCUE, suddenly it started happening again at random times, more than it ever had in the past. The more I learned, the more it would bother me. I didn’t want it anymore. I had rejected all of those past religious experiences and recognized them for what they really were, yet it kept happening. I couldn’t control it. Even though I wasn’t completely sure if it was specifically the kundalini spirit of Bahni or some other evil entity, I knew it was some kind of demon because of where I’d been when it first entered. Also, it had begun dawning on me that all those years I had thought I was born-again I really wasn’t – even when I was working in stripclubs and doing all types of things, I thought I was still saved, and that thing happened all the time even then. So I realized, between the Church of God experience and all the sin in my life, whatever it was, it couldn’t possibly have been the Holy Spirit and was something I didn’t want.

So last month I was on a phone session with Pam. She asked what I wanted to talk about, and I brought that up, saying it bothered me and I wanted it to stop. She asked if I had ever addressed the spirit since realizing what it was, and I told her, yes, that at one point in the past few weeks, when the jerking had happened, I had spoken to it. I’d known better than to try to cast it out, so I had just calmly stated something to the effect of, “Look, I don’t know exactly who or what you are, but I know you’re not the Holy Spirit, you are a demon, and I don’t want you. Everything I accepted in those past services I am now renouncing. Sooner or later you’ll have no choice but to leave, whether it’s through a deliverance session with Pam, or some other means. The bottom line is, whether you leave now or later, your days are numbered.” I hadn’t’ said it in a forceful or disrespectful way, because I’d been warned and knew better than to try to cast out a demon if I wasn’t saved, or to say anything that they could take as a challenge, so I’d said it in a cautious way, but still make it official where I stood. To my disappointment, there was no change and it had continued  happening.

So when I was on the phone with Pam telling her about it, she asked if I wanted her to address this spirit. I said yes. We didn’t do a full-out deliverance session or anything like that, she simply addressed the navel chakra  by the  name of its deity , Vahni, and told it to leave. I was half-scared of, yet half-hoping for, some kind of manifestation, because I really wanted it to leave and to know for sure it had gone. She asked if I’d felt any kind of manifestation, and I said no. I was actually disappointed. Looking back, I see that there was still a residue of my old way of thinking, of always looking for signs and wonders. Because I’d experienced no manifestation, in my twisted line of thinking, I took that to mean the entity was still there. I figured, “Oh, well… it will be gone one day, so I’ll just stop worrying about it for now.” I kind of quit paying attention to or thinking about it.

After a couple of weeks, it dawned on me that it had not happened anymore. It still hasn’t happened since. Funny thing is, Pam doesn’t even remember speaking to it! Maybe because it wasn’t a full-out  deliverance session or anything; she just simply addressed it, and that was that.

Since becoming undeceived – the more and more I’ve reflected over the last 20 years of my life, and how the teachings I accepted in the Charismatic church have literally, in some ways, ruined my family’s life and my life – I’ve become more and more disgusted with those past teachings and experiences. That was why it bothered me so much for those manifestations to still be there. I wanted no parts of anything from that period of my life and just wanted all of it to be gone. I’m so happy now to be free from that and am so grateful to Pam what she did!

Pam, can’t thank you enough for all you’ve done to help me!

RESCUE is an anointed online ministry. Pam says she likes being “under the radar,” So she does not pump herself up. If the Lord is leading you to RESCUE,   you too may be the recipient of a “quiet deliverance.” For more information, I strongly suggest that you call 518-477-5759

One Response to “A Quiet Deliverance: Goodbye Vahni!!!”

  1. kaz October 17, 2013 at 11:25 am #

    If I could add an observation from my life. When my wife ( we were courting at the time) first brought me to a Evangelical church, one of the first things I noticed was how those who were “in the spirit fully” (by that I mean the shakers and the fallers) so often tended to gather together, presumably to compare notes, latest revelations etc. And I must admit i so wanted to be part of that crowd, at times it seemed i was the “last man standing” at every time the “anointing” fell.

    I was brought up a Catholic, was even ordained a Catholic priest (left a long time ago). One of the things that I found very difficult to accept was how the priest was seen somehow to be different, gifted, the one God would listen to and not the others. I did not like that at all. So when I saw what I interpreted as 2 levels if I can use that example of the “blessed and the rest” i feel very uneasy. if there is one thing I understood about Jesus is that he went out of His way to talk to the normal folk, and esp those whom religion had decided were not worth bothering about. So I decided to do something about it.

    I looked around at the people and saw who had the least attention, who looked as if he had been forgotten and I noticed an elderly man in his 80’s who was always took the effort to dress for church. He looked a bit like a wackier version of Albert Einstein! Over the weeks we shared things and i began to see that this quiet unassuming man really was walking with God. Sometimes you talk to someone, they say all the right things, but you know that they are talking from the head. And their are others when talking to them you feel like asking (as the disciples did after the Resurrection) “where our hearts not burning?”

    That man taught me a powerful lesson about deception, about fruit and forgetting about the root, striving for the manifestations and forgetting about the relationship. Now from the perspective of time I thank God that I did not end up being part of the “in crowd” and although i have had to unlearn all sorts of teachings, I am thankful that I have been spared the deceptions that so many have fallen to.

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