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Leaving the Darkness

by Ron Carlson

I can’t honestly say I didn’t know better. I went into the relationship with my eyes open. I read the books, watched the training films, even listened to Neil Sperry’s home gardening radio show once. I was properly warned, but improperly prepared.

I knew there were potential risks. I didn’t buy my deck plants last spring unaware that difficult decisions loomed in the fall.

I remember that dreadful day last November when the season’s first frost spent the night in Abilene before getting up early and cruising east down I-20 toward my backyard. As the angel of death drew bead on my ferns and tender tropics, I had to make a life and death decision.

I had grown intimate with the greenery over the course of the summer. We had developed a friendship. They trusted me. I was their primary caregiver. They depended on me. I felt a great obligation to sustain their lives. They needed me. All that stood between them and Old Man Winter’s first freeze was meeze.

I hadn’t planned on becoming emotionally involved.

I felt like Boaz when Ruth and Naomi stood shivering before him in the winter fields outside Bethlehem. In some small way, I understood what it was to be a “kinsman-redeemer,” responsible for the lives of others.
I couldn’t just let them die. They deserved better. I may not be able to stop all the injustice and pain in the world, but at least I can display mercy in my own backyard.

I fought my way into the garage. I battled through mounds of keepsakes and half-broken former appliances (hey, they have feelings, too!) until I reached the far corner, a section of turf I hadn’t visited since we bought the place. There I created space, a safe haven for deck plants too young to die.

I carried each one to safety. Stacked them to the ceiling. Said a blessing over them (hey, it’s no weirder than organized pet ceremonies!), and promptly forgot about them until March 9, about 3 pm, when I got lost in the same garage looking for an old toaster.
Four months without food, water, and light constitutes cruel and unusual punishment. It would have been more humane to let nature kill them back in November (I’ve heard rumors out of the Yukon that freezing to death is a relatively painless way to go). Four months in the hole, deprived of contact with the outside world, alone with nothing but your thoughts, must have been a nightmare experience for the innocent begonias. I hope the plant-rights people don’t visit soon.

It’s hard to describe their condition. They lack pigment. I’m not a botanist, but it appears they are chlorophyll-deprived. They look like albinos. If Gollum was a plant, this is how he would appear. The asparagus fern has about twenty shoots, each about six feet long, and all the color of fresh fallen snow. The cocky Boston ferns, so alive after the World Series triumph, look like Yankee fans without the steroids. My once proud fig tree, lush and full like a peacock in season, now resembles a naked chicken hanging from a steel hook just before its parts are separated. And the begonias, like I mentioned earlier, have serious health issues. Is there a cure for scurvy?

Maybe I ought to consider raising mushrooms instead.

What was I thinking? I know a thing or two about living things. They need food, water, air, and light to grow. Like me. My neighbor next door has a beautiful greenhouse, climate controlled, full of a variety of orchids in constant bloom. They thrive in a hothouse environment. They respond to loving, tender care. They are grateful for their daily bread and extra vitamins. They wake early every morning to greet the sun. They have it made in the shade. Forty feet away, my poor plants languished in the darkness without the basic staples of life for four long miserable months. What kind of a father am I, anyway?

As I sit on the deck this morning, writing about my guilt and shame, I am reminded about some important matters regarding life and death. Speaking on behalf of the ferns, I want to remind you that living in darkness will kill you. It will slowly and painfully suck the life out of you.
And the same goes for spiritual darkness. Jesus loved to speak about reality in terms of darkness and light. Looking out at the masses of folks who tagged along behind Him, he stared them directly in the eye and said: “I Am the Light of the world!”

It is God who said in the beginning, “Let there be light!” It is God, who today, brings light and truth to bear on the human heart. It is God who penetrates the depth of darkness and shines His light of revelation upon the far corner of your garage. God is the source of all light and life. He wants to shine on you.

The apostle Paul, in one of his more profound moments, most likely echoing the rhyme of a contemporary hymn, enlightened us with the eternal truth, “that in Jesus Christ we have been transferred from the domain of darkness into the marvelous light of His kingdom.” In Jesus, we have been salvaged from the far corner of the garage.

It’s remarkable how quickly living things can recover from essence-of-life-deprivation. Repositioned to a place where they receive light, nutrients, and love, they can regain their former glory in a relatively short time.

I expect sometime around Memorial Day my ferns will be lush and full again, recovered from their need to retaliate. The same thing can happen to you. Ask the Holy Spirit to reposition you from the domain of Satan’s light-starved world over to the bright, Sonshine of Jesus’ kingdom. Feast on His word. Be enlightened by the truth. Be fed by His gardeners. Be energized by His power. Bloom again in His love! Live in His light!

-Ron Carlson


Chapter 4
How Satan Fights Christians

“For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against spiritual wickedness in high places” (Eph. 6:10-12).

Fighting Christians

After the command by Lucifer to fight the Christians, we then sat and mapped out ways of fighting them as follows:
1. Causing sicknesses.
2. Causing barrenness.
3. Causing slumber in the church.
4. Causing confusion in the church.
5. Causing lukewarmness in the church.
6. Making them ignorant of the Word of God.
7. By fashion and emulation.
8. Fighting them physically.
Amongst all the above I would like to explain two: –

1. Fighting physically

With the T.V. given to me, I would through it see the born again Christians. (We did not fight hypocrites because they belonged to us already). We would then SEND OUR GIRLS FIRST TO THE BIG CHURCHES. INSIDE THE CHURCH THEY WOULD BE CHEWING GUM OR MAKE A CHILD CRY OR DO ANYTHING THAT WOULD DISTRACT THE PEOPLE FROM HEARING THE WORD OF GOD. They may decide to come spiritually and CAUSE THE PEOPLE TO SLEEP WHILE THE PREACHING IS GOING ON.
The moment they see you have a sober reflection because of the preaching, they would wait on you outside the church and as soon as you come out, one of them would GREET YOU AND EVEN PRESENT YOU A GIFT (and it’s always what you love) and would appear very friendly. She would do everything and before you knew what was happening you had forgotten all that you learnt in the church.
But for a real Christian, one of these girls, after the service, would jump out to greet you and would desire to know your house with the pretext that she was new in town and did not know many Christians around. On taking her home, she would quickly buy bananas and the Christian would take this as a gesture of love. She would continue her visits until SHE FINALLY PUTS OFF THE LIGHT OF CHRIST IN YOU and then stops coming. Major operations in the living churches and fellowships are: DISCOURAGING THE CHRISTIANS FROM READING AND STUDYING THE WORD OF GOD, AND THEREBY MAKING THEM IGNORANT OF THEIR AUTHORITY AND OF THE PROMISES OF GOD. In crusade grounds these GIRLS WOULD BE SENT TO CAUSE DISAGREEMENTS AND QUARRELS.

How Christians are Known

The born again Christians are not known by the Bible they carry always or the many fellowships they attend. THEY ARE KNOWN IN THE SPIRIT WORLD BY THE LIGHT THAT SHINES CONTINUOUSLY LIKE A VERY BRIGHT CANDLE IN THE HEART OR A CIRCLE OF LIGHT AROUND THE HEAD OR A WALL OF FIRE AROUND THEM. When a Christian was walking along, WE SAW ANGELS WALKING ALONG WITH HIM/HER, ONE BY THE RIGHT, ONE BY THE LEFT, AND ONE BEHIND. This made it impossible for us to come near him/her.
The only way we succeeded was by making the Christian sin, thereby giving us a loophole to come in. When a Christian was driving a car and we wanted to harm him/her, we found that he/she was never alone in the car. There was always an Angel by him/her. OH IF THE CHRISTIAN ONLY KNOWS ALL THAT GOD HAS FOR HIM, HE WILL NOT MEDDLE WITH SIN OR LIVE CARELESSLY!

The Making of Backslidden Christians

As a chairman appointed by Lucifer, I would send these girls to living churches and fellowships. These girls would be well dressed and after the preaching would come out for the altar call, pretend to have received Christ and would be prayed for. At the end of the fellowship or service they would hang around waiting for the preacher who naturally would be very happy for these new converts. The said convert could even follow the preacher to his house. If the preacher did not have the spirit of discernment she would lure him into the sin of fornication or adultery. This took place the moment he admired her lustfully. She would make sure he continued in this sin until she finally quenched the Spirit of God in him and then leave him, MISSION ACCOMPLISHED.
At this juncture, I would like to give a testimony of a Minister. In the evil spirit world he is known as a man of God. When he went on his knees there would be confusion among us. We therefore sent these girls to him but this man would even feed them but would refuse to be enticed. They did all they could but never succeeded. As a result, these girls were killed for their failure. I then changed to a woman and went to him, and by words an actions tried to entice him, but he was adamant. This was too much for me, so I decided to kill him physically. One day, this Minister went to Oduekpe Road market town. I watched him and as he bent down to price some commodities I wheeled an oncoming trailer loaded with drums of oil into the market where he was. The trailer struck the NEPA high tension pole and fell right into the market, leaving many people dead, but this Minister escaped. How he escaped was a miracle. Another day, I saw him travelling to Nkpor town on foot. I again wheeled an oncoming army lorry loaded with yams to kill him. The lorry went straight into the new cemetery road, killed many people, but this Minister again escaped. After this second attempt we gave up. He is still alive!

The Oppression of the Christian

This mostly happens in dreams. A Christian may see in his/her dreams the following:
1. A dead relation visiting him/her.
2. Masquerades pursuing him/her.
3. Mates swimming in the river.
4. Mates bringing food and asking him/her to eat.
5. A single female having sexual intercourse or even a married one having sex with a man. This, if not dealt with, sometimes leads to barrenness. Or a pregnant woman sees herself having sexual intercourse with a man. This, if not immediately dealt with, could lead to a miscarriage.
If a Christian experiences the above in his/ her dreams, he/she should not put it aside by the wave of the hand, but on getting out of sleep he/she should examine himself/herself and confess any known sin unto God, bind all those demons and ask God to restore whatever had been tampered with. This is very important. The person should also seek the help and counsel of a mature Spirit-filled Christian, older in the faith.

The Devil’s Soul Winning

When Jesus Christ was leaving this earth, He gave His disciples a command: “Go ye into all world and make disciples of all nations.” While some Christians are still waiting for a more suitable and convenient time to obey this command, the devil has also given this command to his agents. The difference is, THE DEVIL’S AGENTS ARE MORE SERIOUS IN WINNING SOULS THAN THE CHRISTIANS!
ONE OF THE AREAS OF THE DEVIL’S SOUL WINNING IS THE SECONDARY SCHOOLS, ESPECIALLY GIRLS SCHOOLS. Some of our girls were sent into the schools as students. WE SUPPLIED THEM WITH ALL THE LATEST AND EXPENSIVE UNDERWEAR. This is first priority, because in girls’ hostels, they like using underwear only. OUR AGENT WOULD NEVER LACK ANYTHING, COSMETICS, DRESSES, UNDERWEARS, BOOKS, PROVISIONS AND MONEY. A PARTICULAR BATHING SOAP WOULD BE GIVEN TO HER TO LEND TO ANY STUDENT WHO REQUESTED FOR SOAP FROM HER. A girl desiring to be like her would be attracted and would befriend her. Gradually our agent would introduce us to her. At this point we would visit her physically and would start giving her gifts and meeting her needs. With this, she would join us WILLINGLY. She in turn would win another and so on. This is taken as a mission and it is carried out with a determination to succeed.
ONE THING SHOULD BE MADE CLEAR: SATAN DOES NOT FORCE ANYONE. WHAT HE DOES IS TO ATTRACT AND MAKE YOU COME TO HIM WILLINGLY. That is why the Bible says: “Resist the devil and he will flee from you [6]” (James 4:7).
Another area of soul winning for the devil is GIVING LIFTS. We would send our girls to stand on the road, and usually they were very beautiful and attractively dressed. You will also find them in HOTELS and through these avenues we got men and women. MANY PEOPLE WE SEE ADVERTISED IN THE PAPERS AS MISSING, GOT LOST THROUGH GIVING LIFTS TO GIRLS THEY DID NOT KNOW.
You should therefore be careful who you lift in your car.

Chapter 5
My Encounter with Jesus Christ

In the month of February 1985, we had our normal meeting in the sea, after which I decided to travel to Port Harcourt in Rivers State, to visit my late uncle’s wife.
I met a man called Anthony. He has a workshop at Nwaja Junction, along Trans-Amadi Road, Port Harcourt, Rivers State. He sent for me and since in our society we have a law never to refuse calls, I decided to answer his call. I went to him in the afternoon on a Thursday of that week. He started by saying God has given him a message for me. He brought out his Bible and started preaching. There were three other Christians seated (a male and two females). He continued his preaching for a long time and I wasn’t sure I heard all he said. He asked me to kneel down for prayers. I obeyed and quietly knelt down. IMMEDIATELY HE STARTED HIS PRAYERS. I WAS KNOCKED DOWN BY THE SPIRIT OF GOD AND I FELL FLAT. I struggled up and stood like an iron. I destroyed the iron chairs inside the workshop. I looked outside and saw three of our secret society members, a man and two girls. THEY CAME IN HUMAN FORM AND MOVED TOWARDS THE DOOR BUT BECAUSE OF THE POWER OF GOD THEY COULD NOT ENTER. I am sure the alarm in the sea alerted them of the trouble and with the T.V. they knew where the problem was and had sent the ‘powerless’ rescue team. This always happens when any member runs into trouble. While the two Christian men pulled me down on my knees, the girls continued praying and binding the demons, but they were not specific. They asked me if I believed in Jesus Christ, I said nothing. They asked me to call the name of Jesus, I refused. They asked me my own name and I told them. They struggled for hours and then released me to go. No spirit was removed from me, so I went out the same way as when I came in.

The Church Events

The following day being Friday, I was invited by the same Anthony to attend their night vigil at the Assemblies of God church, Silver Valley, Port Harcourt. I accepted this invitation because attending church services to cause slumber and confusion was part of our assignments. The programme started with choruses. We sang until one of the members raised a popular chorus by a particular Christian Band, of the powerlessness of other powers except Jesus’ power. Then I started laughing. I laughed because when in the spirit I looked into their lives almost three quarters of the people singing this chorus were living in sin. I knew that BECAUSE OF THE SINS IN THEIR LIVES, THEY WERE EXPOSED AND COULD BE HARMED SERIOUSLY BY THESE POWERS. IT IS IMPORTANT THAT CHRISTIANS OBEY THE WORD OF GOD AND NOT ALLOW BESETTING SINS TO REMAIN IN THEIR LIVES.
In that service we were four from the sea and were singing and clapping with them. Again I want to stress here that when a service is started, MEMBERS SHOULD BE ADVISED FIRST TO CONFESS THEIR SINS, THEN GO INTO A PERIOD OF REAL PRAISES TO GOD. This will make an agent of Satan present very uncomfortable and in fact escape for his/her life. In this particular service we were very comfortable and even went into operation. Many started sleeping, choruses were sung weakly and things went zig zag. Brother Anthony had already told them about me so at about 2.00 a.m. they called me out to pray for me. As soon as I came out to the front they started pleading the blood of Jesus. I stopped them and said: “It is not pleading the blood that is the solution. I am a deep secret society member. If you agree that you can deliver me, then will I kneel down.” These words I spoke were not premeditated. THE BLOOD OF JESUS SCARES THE DEMONS AND PROTECTS THE BELIEVER, BUT DOES NOT BIND DEMONS. BINDING OF DEMONS ONLY TAKES PLACE WHEN THE CHRISTIAN USES HIS AUTHORITY AND GIVES THE COMMAND.
They agreed and I knelt down. At that point a sister led by the Sprit of God shouted and said: “If you are not worthy, do not come near!”
I am sure many did not understand what she meant. IT IS DANGEROUS FOR A CHRISTIAN LIVING IN SIN TO CAST OUT DEMONS. Many withdrew and a few came out to pray for me. As they started with “In Jesus name,” I heard a big bang inside me and fell on the floor. Immediately the flying demon in me went into action. I started running with my chest. Anybody possessed with this flying demon is always very wicked and dangerous. The brethren never saw what was happening spiritually. I was running because of the stronger power in the room. Two opposing forces went into action and the atmosphere changed. I suddenly stood up and became very violent etc. A demon went out of me and possessed a boy in their midst and he started fighting them, trying to rescue me. The brethren never wasted time with him rather they took him and others who were afraid to the church vestry and locked them inside. This continued till 7.00 a.m. I was physically exhausted and became quiet, so the brethren gathered around me again and started shouting: “Name them!” “Who are they?” etc. I kept quiet. After waiting for a long time and I said nothing, they were deceived to believe that I was delivered. They prayed and we dismissed.
I was so physically weak that I found it difficult to walk out of the church. But something happened, for as soon as I walked out of the church and crossed the road, I became very strong physically. Perhaps some of the demons that left came back. I became very angry and decided to take vengeance on the church. “This people had insulted me” I said to myself, and for this insult I was going back to Lagos and get more powers with others as wicked as myself, and then come back to Port Harcourt to take vengeance on ALL the members of the Assembly of God, Silver Valley.

En Route to Lagos

On getting to my uncle’s wife house, I told them I was leaving for Lagos immediately. I refused to be persuaded to stay and so I took a taxi to Mile 3 motor park where I took a taxi for Onitsha. My intention was to stop at Onitsha, see a friend and then proceed to Lagos. At Mile 3 we took off and on getting to Omagwe, at the International Airport Junction, I heard a voice calling me by my native name “NKEM.” I turned around to see if there was a known face in the taxi but there was none. Who could this be? Only my late mother called me by that name, all others including the spirit world knew me as Emmanuel. While I was still wondering, the voice came again: “NKEM, ARE YOU GOING TO BETRAY ME AGAIN?” I did not recognize the voice but the voice continued asking me: “ARE YOU GOING TO BETRAY ME AGAIN?” Suddenly I had severe fever. The heat that came out of my body was so high that the other passengers felt it. One of them asked me: “Mr., were you well at all before travelling?” I told them I was well and that I never had even a headache before leaving Port Harcourt.
At Umuakpa in Owerri, I collapsed inside the taxi. The next I knew was that two men, tall and huge, came to take me, one on my left and the other on my right, and they never spoke a word to me. They led me through a very rough road with broken bottles and metals. As we moved along, these bottles and metals gave me cuts and I started crying but these men still did not say a word. We moved on and came out to an express road. It was here one of them spoke and said: “YOU ARE A WANTED MAN!” and we continued. We moved on to a very large and long building that looked like a Conference Hall. As soon as we climbed the pavement a voice from inside said: “TAKE HIM IN!” They took me in and disappeared, leaving me alone. What I saw inside this hall is difficult to explain, but I will try to explain as much as I can. The hall was well decorated and so large and long that one finds it difficult to see the end of it. I walked to the middle and then was able to see the end. At the end was an altar. I saw a moon and stars surrounding the sun. Then I saw a throne and seated on it was a very handsome man with a garment shining like the sun. He said: “COME!” But because of His brightness I could not go. Whenever I tried to move a leg I would fall.
I stood up, tried again and fell. Suddenly a moon came out of the throne where He was sitting and moved on the ceiling right up to where I stood. Then two hands came out of the moon, held my head, shook me and my physical body pulled off, like pulling off a dress. And the real me stood. The hands folded it as if folding a cloth and dropped it at the corner. The moon then moved back to the throne and then He that sat on it said again: “COME!”

The Spiritual Cleansing

I walked to a point and He stepped out of the throne to me, removed my legs one after another and poured out what was inside them and fixed them back. He did the same with my hands and put them back, in fact all the places the Queen of the Coast kept powers. I wondered in my mind, who can this be and how did He know the spots these things were kept. After this He went back to His throne and asked me to come. As I started walking, certain objects started falling from my body, scales fell from my eyes, etc., but before I got to the altar it stopped.
“WHERE ARE YOU GOING?” He asked. I answered and said: “I am going to Onitsha to see a friend.” He said: “YES, BUT I WILL SHOW YOU WHAT YOU HAVE IN YOUR MIND.” Up till this moment I did not know who He was, but one thing was certain and that was He was more powerful than all the powers I had come across. He beckoned on a man and asked him to show me what I had conceived in my heart. This man took me to a room and opened something like a blackboard. In fact, if there was a way to escape I could have escaped, for before me was written all that I had planned against Christians and my plan against the Assemblies of God Church, Silver Valley. The man brought me back to the altar and left. He came out of the throne and took me by His hands and said He was going to show me certain things. On our way He said: “I DO NOT WANT YOU TO PERISH BUT TO SAVE YOU AND THIS IS YOUR LAST CHANCE. IF YOU DO NOT REPENT AND COME AND SERVE ME, YOU WILL DIE. I WILL SHOW YOU THE ABODE OF THE SAVED AND THE DISOBEDIENT.”
When He said this, I then knew He was JESUS CHRIST.

The Divine Revelations

We entered a room and He opened something like a curtain. I saw the whole world, the people and all the activities going on. I saw both Christians and unbelievers all doing one thing or the other. We went into a second room. He opened a curtain again and what I saw was a sorry sight. People chained! He called these people “THE HYPOCRITES.” These people looked very sorrowful and He said: “THEY WILL REMAIN THIS WAY UNTIL THE JUDGEMENT DAY.”
We went into a third room. He opened a curtain and I saw many people rejoicing and wearing white garments. This time I asked him: “Who are these?” He said: “THESE ARE THE REDEEMED AWAITING THEIR REWARDS.”
We went into a fourth room and what I saw was very frightening. Dear reader, it is difficult to describe. It looked like a whole city on fire. HELL IS REAL AND TERRIBLE. If you had been made to believe that Heaven and Hell are here on earth and that man has no hereafter but total annihilation after death, you better be well advised here and now that THERE IS A REAL HELL AND THERE IS A REAL HEAVEN! No wonder when Jesus Christ was on earth He warned man about hell. I say it again, hell is real. I saw it and it is a terrible place. I asked Him: “What it is?” His answer was: “THIS IS PREPARED FOR SATAN AND HIS ANGELS AND FOR THE DISOBEDIENT.” He named them as recorded in Rev. 21:8: “But the fearful and unbelieving and the abominable, and murderers, and whoremongers and sorcerers, and idolaters and all liars, shall have their part in the lake which burneth with fire and brimstone: which is the second death.”
We went into the fifth room and when He opened a curtain, what I saw can only be described as GLORIOUS. It was as if we were looking at it from the mountain top. I saw a NEW CITY. The city was so large and beautiful! The streets are made of gold. The buildings could not be compared with anything in this world. He said: “THIS IS THE HOPE OF THE SAINTS. WILL YOU BE THERE?” Immediately I answered “Yes!” After this we went back to the throne and He said: “GO AND TESTIFY WHAT I HAVE DONE FOR YOU.”
Again, He took me to another room and when He opened a curtain I saw all that I was going to encounter on my journey to Onitsha and Lagos and how He would finally deliver me. After this He said to me: “DO NOT BE AFRAID, GO, I WILL BE WITH YOU.” He led me out of the hall and vanished, and I woke up on a bed in another man’s house. I shouted, so the man and his wife ran out from their room. They first peeped and then came in. “Why am I here?” I asked. The man then narrated how I collapsed in a taxi and how they carried me to the Catholic Cathedral there in Owerri. How they sent for a Doctor, who came and after examining me said my pulse was normal and that they should wait and see what would happen. The Doctor gave them the assurance that I would revive. The man then took me in his car to his house and had been waiting. He also confessed he never knew why he believed the Doctor and why he took responsibility of taking me to his house.
They asked me my name and address which I gave them and after that I kept quiet and never told them my experience. I stayed calmly with this kind family for two days and then the man and his wife drove me to the Owerri motor park, where I took a taxi to Onitsha. All that the Lord showed me about my journey happened one after the other. I took another taxi to Lagos and that night the Lord spoke to me and asked me to leave Lagos first thing the following morning. I obeyed and left Lagos for Port Harcourt the following morning.
I often ask myself, why would the Lord save a man like me. A man so wicked and destructive, an agent of Satan! I found the answer in these three words: GOD IS LOVE. Indeed, God is Love!







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