Monday, November 30, 2015

"ALL THAT GLITTERS..."

Mercy. I really need to share something. It's been on my heart for a long, long time and I seriously can't wait any more. Why? Because I love you.


Many people are not aware.


If your lost, your lost. And, if you know the Word of God and live for the Lord, maybe your spiritual eyes just haven't been opened yet to this particular issue.


Coming from a background of Healthcare, including Hospice, I've witnessed a lot of loss and grief. I've seen reactions, rituals and religions from every walk of life.


And I, too, understand sorrow well. I've experienced my own losses, including in 2001 the death of my husband sometime in his sleep. By morning, rigor mortis had set in hard, and honestly, it's an experience I'll never forget. My mind was blown.


I wasn't converted yet, didn't know the Word of God, and as a matter of fact, was pretty much surrounded with witchcraft, occult and deceptive religion most of my life. Therefore, in my grief and lack of knowledge, I did things that I now know are very wrong and very dangerous.


Things like...opening windows for "his spirit to go free", lighting a candle in my windows for at least a year and daily walking miles to the unmarked grave, through knee deep snow and treacherous ice, to sit, talk, cry and just "spend time with him".


And usually, of course still in bondage to sin, I needed to stop at the bar on the way to have a shot of the strongest alcohol available to man before continuing on to the cemetery. I would even light cigarettes and stick them in the ground, yet was offended when his grieving, but lost like me, family members would pour beer on his grave. Crazy, huh?


I realize the expressions of grief on Facebook are mostly posted by well meaning sold out Christians that are hurting but these posts are no different than my sinful actions way back when.



My point is... talking to dead grandma, daddy, sister and mama is dangerous. Lighting candles and singing songs and reciting poems to them is even more so. It's opening doors to Satan.


It's called Necromancy. It means: conjuration of the spirits of the dead for purposes of magically revealing the future or influencing the course of events. It is magic and sorcery and not of God.


(See 1 SAMUEL 28 of the Holy Bible)


Please understand me. I realize that witchcraft is not the intent of my Christian brothers and sisters, or course. We are only expressing deep grief to which there is no correct way or time limit for anyone. But there are some things that are incorrect and innocently embraced.


In REVELATION 1:18 Jesus says...
I am he that liveth, and was dead; and, behold, I am alive for evermore, Amen; and have the keys of hell and of death.




So, all these pretty prayers, glittering poems and sparkling songs are a trap set by Satan. A snare to get us to unknowingly, in our pain, to open doors to spiritual activity that is against the Holy Bible and are definitely not innocent.

Satan knows it.


Why? The only person that died... and lives... and speaks... is Jesus Christ.

In short, He is the Way, the Truth and the Life.


Hearing a voice from dear dead brother is NOT the voice of God. And furthermore, NOT the one you want to listen to.





Jesus also says in JOHN 10:27...

My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me:


And truly, I cannot imagine the loss of a child, but, our babies are not "angels" flying around in diapers. Our loved ones, lost or saved, are not earning "wings" or walking with us every day.


Our physical body is only the house for our spirit. When our body dies, our spirit lives on forever. In either Heaven or Hell. No door or wall or window will stop the process. That's why salvation is so important. Our spirit never dies.


We cannot speak to the dead in either place, and sorry, but we certainly can't pray our loved ones out of Hell.


This message may not win me any new friends and I hope I don't lose any old ones... but nevertheless, I must share this very important revelation. Again, because I love you.


Facebook is flooded daily with prayers to deceased loved ones that, honestly, make me cringe.

A grieving soul is suffering. Needing healing, acceptance and release.... not bondage.

Sure. It's fine to speak OF our loved ones and reminisce...


But again, the only person that died... and lives... is Jesus Christ.


Therefore, talking TO our deceased family members, lighting candles and singing songs TO them is simply... sorcery.


So, bring your sorrows, grief, heartaches and heart breaks to Jesus! He alone is our Comfort, our Advocate and our Healer.


I sincerely pray no offense to anyone. God knows my heart breaks with you in your grief. Pain is pain and loss is loss no matter the soul or circumstance. I'm with you and I'm for you.


Jesus loves you and so do I.




testimony by: Hallie Agar




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