By
Debbie Beck
As
told to Ada Nicholson Brownell
Excerpt from the new book, What Prayer Can Do
As a
child I cried when I heard the story of the Crucifixion. It seemed so sad that
the Lord Jesus Christ should be tortured to death!
In the
church I attended they did not explain to me why He died. They did not teach
what the Bible says about the day of salvation.
I
accepted Christ and was baptized, but only because that’s what the rest of the
Sunday school kids did. It had no special meaning for me.
But I had
a longing for spiritual life as I grew older, I experimented with many weird
things. I started with the Ouija board and took the route of witchcraft, tarot
cards, fortune-tellers, trances, parapsychology, and mind control.
I searched for answers to life’s mysteries. I
hungered for God, and I was ready to try anything I could find that pertained
to the supernatural.
But none
of these satisfied. They increased my emptiness.
I did
discover there is supernatural power in the occult, but it was Satan’s power,
not God’s. I have felt Satan’s heavy presence. I dressed in black and went to
so-called “haunted houses” for séances. It was not all fake. I communicated
with the spirit world. I’ve seen spirits take form in front of my eyes. But
this only gave me fear—not peace. It did nothing for the emptiness I felt
inside.
A fortune
teller said I would die in a car accident at a certain time and place. The
accident happened. The circumstances were almost the same as predicted—only I
wasn’t there. I avoided going to the place at that time and escaped death.
What I
was doing was fascinating, but it didn’t bring me the peace and joy I craved.
It only made me afraid. Fear seemed to predominate the spirit world in which I
found myself...
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Read the rest of the story in Ada Brownell's book, What Prayer Can Do
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