First I want to thank you for your prayers and support. Anything that was accomplished on this trip, we accomplished together in prayer. Thank you. Please continue in prayer for this ministry, as I believe the Lord is changing things this year.

 

I have finished the book “The Warrior is a Child”, which is a detailed book on spiritual warfare and may have found a publisher. There is still a lot of work involved and expenses. Please keep this matter in prayer. This is the Lord’s book and He will order it His way. I believe this book is strategic as an important tool to equip God’s church for the End Times.

 

A praise report, the people of Rome donated a wonderful new notebook computer. I am in the process of changing the software and keyboard from Italian to English. Many of you prayed with me for this need, please rejoice with me as well.

It is always a joy to work with Pastor Monique in Vichy. She is a very anointed and capable minister in the Lord. We work well together. Some of the battles we uncovered we did not get to complete, as it was not yet time. But we left these battles in her capable hands and know they will be well taken care of.

 

The Lord uncovered a strategy in the Vichy area that could prevent a war. At the sight of an ancient castle and the surrounding area the Lord began to reveal a plan that was like piecing a puzzle together. We were going to pray for a friend’s property in two places, really not expecting much but somehow we felt it was important. The property had been vacant a long time. As we went on the property I heard birds in the spirit, many birds. Watching, informing and guarding for some power.

 

I knew there was a spirit of poverty in the land but the word the Lord used most was “Less”, less than necessary. There was also a spirit of sickness in the land, especially sickness for children. I could tell a number of children had died there. We went in the house and in the living room was a big hold where the stairs to the second floor used to be. You could see through the hole and through the 2^nd floor to the rafters. I heard something screeching loudly in the spirit and finally realized there were many bats. I even saw a few in the natural sleeping in the rafters. There was much weeping and sadness in the house because of the loss of children and the poverty.

 

The bats were like an alarm system to guard the spirits in the place. We went on to the barn and encountered a spirit that seemed to be a sad angry man. He was a big man, somewhat balding, middle aged. He was the father of the children that had died. He was a man with a terrible temper and had made the local sorcerer angry, so she cast a curse on him and because of it he watched his children die of sickness. Because of the way the people I saw in the visions of the Lord were dressed I thought this was long ago when the near by castle was still active.

 

I was told that local sorcerers were common then and that the story I saw was very possible. The curses were still in the land. The original land had been divided and a fence split the property in two. Most of the graves of the children were on the neighbor’s side of the fence. “They will have a hard time.” I told pastor, “This spirit longs to draw in more children to destroy. It wants to feed on them by making them sick.” Indeed I was told the family that lived next door did have a handicapped child. “They will also have trouble with their finances because of these spirits.” I said. Perhaps they would have opportunity to discuss this with the family later.

 

Just a bit down the road in a place where 3 roads meet was a tall well with an ancient cross of it dating back to the early 1600’s. It was established in the name of the person who owned the castle. Deep in the ground we could hear a low moan like some extremely huge creature deep in the earth was making sounds. Suddenly a spirit spoke right next to me. I couldn’t see him but I could hear him. “What are you doing here?” he said, “You’re not supposed to be here. You must leave now.” “Of course,” I said playing tourist. “This is not my battle. I was just looking around.” And we left.

 

He seemed to find that acceptable and indeed at that time I thought it wasn’t my battle. I was just researching for a friend. But who was the creature deep in the earth. I knew he was huge and lived deep in inaccessible caverns and that he traversed a large area underground that he called his territory. It encompassed several towns and their outlying areas. I also knew he was working through many associated spirits toward being released to the surface for some extremely urgent reason. What could it be? What ever it was, it couldn’t be good and if something that size were released in the area there would certainly be trouble.

 

We went on to the castle, which was very near. The castle itself was gone except for the tower. It dated back hundreds of years. I could tell there was much blood and suffering in the land, even torture. I began to climb the tower. There were many whispers but I ignored them. There seemed to be something to discover at the top. It didn’t seem to be very stable. At the top I lay my hands on the stones and heard voices. “Leave us, please.” They pleaded, “we cannot help you. We suffer enough.” “Who are you?” I asked. (Please note I usually know when to ask and when to be quiet when dealing with spirits. As a rule we should not converse with demons unless the Lord directly leads us to.) The spirits said they could not tell me who they were and seemed extremely frightened.

 

A large female spirit came. You could tell that she ruled the area but she did it for another power, the power deep in the earth. “Who are you?” I asked her. She seemed amazed that I could see her and that I was not afraid. “I am De’mancher.” She answered. “De’mancher Fortress, De’mancher Batallion.” She is one who devours her own. She demands loyalty and causes torment. She seeks children and yet she brings barrenness and loss of children. It seemed everything she worked to build she could not help but destroy and devour. I knew she was the reason there was a huge new housing development in the area, to bring in more families to feed on. In the distance I could here drums in the spirit and they seemed to have something to do with her.

 

She also causes division, mental anguish, trouble and poverty. She feeds on pain and trauma. She often causes insanity, anger, and stubborn pride. She seemed to be able to manifest in three ways, as a ram, an insect that devours and as a woman. I thought it was interesting that she behaved as though she were a beautiful woman but even as a spirit she was not attractive at all. I thought of all the sounds I had heard in the area, much more than usual. All of the sounds tied back to her.

 

Her assignment was to build enough to enable her to gather enough power to release the great evil in the depth of the caverns. The great evil covers a much larger area but builds in strategic places accumulating power to be released. When he is released he will cause war. He is called ‘The Great Connector’. He is spiritually political and strategic. This is only one point of several he has, one being in Clermont Ferrand. The number 5 seems to be important to him. This enemy is building in 5 places the Lord said, to release one power that will connect major demonic powers. He is an international connector and unlike other demonic powers in the area is not loyal to France. He seeks a united political power.

 

Then the Lord said to pass this information on to Pastor Monique as she is the key to these battles and strategies and He will show her more and help her continue the battles. She is the one with the authority. Later in the local town area we were looking at a place the pastor was considering starting a fellowship in the area. When she showed me building I knew it was not good. I was reminded of some evil force I had seen in a vision in a small ancient graveyard. Directly across the street was an old church that was very sinister and foreboding.  We started looking for the small graveyard that I had seen in the vision.

 

Next to the church was a huge ancient palace. It had a history of much trouble and political unrest. I got out of the car to look through the fence. In one area they were using heavy equipment to dig and I knew this was strategic and that the enemy was trying to uncover something. I saw a big giant that looked like a dark hairy man. “What are you doing here?” He said. He could tell I could see him. “Just looking.” I said simply. “Go away you are not permitted here.” He yelled harshly. “Who are you?” I asked. He spoke in French but I knew what it meant. He is the one who destroys France. “What are you doing?” I asked. “I am digging the ancient well of spiritual poison so when the great power below is released he can use it.” Then he carried on in a rage. “Why did I have to answer you?” He bellowed. “I tell no one who I am but you asked me and I had to answer. Who are you?” He demanded. But I did not answer and I turned and left. The puzzle was getting bigger and much more serious.

 

The next morning in a vision from the Lord I saw what seemed to be a short two-sided miners pick ax. It had two symbols on it that were very distinctive. One was a mountain peak with the outline of the rising sun around the top part of it. The 2^nd was an arrow going up at an angle and 3 other arrows coming out of the same spot at the bottom of it. The Lord said this was a symbol of Alliances and it had to do with the local river called L’Allier, which I came to understand means alliances and combined powers. The powers of the source of the waters from the mountain cave in the depths of the earth. They were ancient dark powers from the underworld of the caverns. (Which could be directly linked to the Great Connecter we dealt with).

 

 

“Remember,” the Lord said, “The network that flows through the waters can flow both ways and does not have to follow the current. That means the powers from this source and these connecting rivers could network through the waters all over France. Why? What were they trying to do? The Lord said they were trying to cause a war with the Muslims.

 

Then I saw a vision of something in the L’Allier River. It was a man made of flat river rocks. He was very ancient but was currently lying dormant, when he rises there is always much death and destruction. It is a spirit of hate. Many have died because of him and he arises again and again. I noticed when he began to arise something much bigger beneath the ground was also released but I could not see what it was, just a big force. If he arises the Muslims will attack. He must be locked down at the place where the two rivers meet. I was acquainted with the river from the mountains because of warfare concerning it last year, so it was not difficult to find the place where the two rivers meet.

 

 

We were to lock down the spirit of hatred and cut off the place where the two rivers met. When we went to actually do that you could feel the evil in the place and as we fought there was strange and forceful bubbling in the waters. Just as we finished locking it down a strange lady came directly toward us. As she was talking with the pastor is French I instantly felt that something was wrong. She was lying about something and I knew she was there to spy on us. She told the pastor that her car had just broke down and could we help her. There were men everywhere who could better help her, why had she come to us? The pastor also felt strongly something was wrong. Then when we started to go back to our car a man stopped us. I again instantly felt he was trying to spy on us. He turned out to be with the woman and was asking again for help. He had a cell phone and anything he needed to get help, why was he stopping us. We knew the enemy could tell something had happened and was trying to figure out what we had done.

 

I saw in the spirit a curved weather pattern that caused a spirit wind to blow up from Italy through this part of France and then up and across France to Germany. It was a demonic wind flow to accomplish something for the enemy. Then I found out they had a very unusual summer and the weather had been terrible and even now the weather was not normal at all. I knew we had to put up a spirit wall to block this demonic wind flow, which we did and the weather seemed to adjust accordingly over the next few days. The enemy uses the weather patterns and wind a great deal. If things are unusual we need to take note of it.

 

We went to redeem the land of a friend in the area. They had a problem with their dogs dying early and other things. One of the first things I saw in the spirit off to the left was the spirits of ferocious dogs. I took the couple to the area and asked them to stand where I saw the dogs. He could feel something like a force of mean dogs. A bit further down was a place where there had been dog kennels and the animals had been terribly mistreated. We cleansed the land in those places.

 

In the alcove by the house I saw in a vision many sick and dying people. I could feel the sickness, torment and death there. Much of their suffering remained in the land. I was curious as to what that meant and what caused it. We went to the back of the house. There was much death there. Then I saw that it had been a graveyard for the poor, but one spot seemed different. The man that was buried there was not poor but was very educated; he was a doctor. Then I understood that in ancient times this was the doctors house and that was why all of the sick people were waiting there. The poor were buried or thrown out back, though I saw that some of them were not yet completely dead when cast there. It all began to fit together. Everyone could feel the blood in the land. We cleansed that land of the blood by the Blood of Jesus.

 

In the back pasture at a corner I sensed danger. Earlier I had seen something about a spirit that looked like a little girl that caused cancer. “It comes from this house near the corner of your property.” I told them. “We need to put up a spirit wall to block it and claim that it cannot come onto your property.” Then my friend told me that the family who lives there has a little girl and she is dying of cancer. We redeemed the land and the house but amazingly even as bad as things were in the land the inside of the house was good. That is because they are people of prayer and the Lord protected them.

 

As I went into the parent’s bathroom I saw the mom kneeling on the floor there. “I see you on your knees here.” I said, “Did you fall?” “No.” She said, “This is where I often come to pray on my knees.” They were a good example of the fact that prayer works because it had kept the bad in the land away from their home. Praise God.

 

We had great meetings in Vichy, so many were healed and touched by the Lord. One story stands out because of the ancient story that unfolded and the family involved. They drove over an hour to come to my last meeting in the area. I could see they had been troubled and harassed by evil spirits where they lived and because of that they had so many problems. They were considering moving but they felt the Lord told them to move into that particular house to release something but they didn’t know what. So I told them the story as the Lord revealed it to me.

 

In ancient times, from the 1690’s to the 1790’s when the Huguenots were being heavily persecuted, the house was a hiding place for them. The house, which no longer exists, had a big hidden basement where the Huguenots could meet and hide. There they worshiped, prayed, fasted and proclaimed scriptures. It was in that basement many suffered and died. The basement is still in the earth intact but unseen. All of the prayer and worship done there created a deep spiritual well of anointing. That well must be released again. The theme of the Huguenots was repent and be saved and that message needs to be released again. I saw the last person that died there was a middle aged woman and as she was dying she said, “Lord don’t let what we’ve died for be in vain. Send someone to continue the work.”

 

After she died the enemy put many evil things there to cover the hated well of anointing. But the anointing is still in the ground under all of that evil waiting to be released. Because of the nature of the well of anointing I told the man, you had to be tested. He and his wife wept much for they knew this was true. I told them that later after the service I will give you more details and explain to you how to redeem the land and release the well of anointing and how to remove the evil overlay, which I did. I told him he had just recently reached the point where he told the Lord whatever it takes Lord I am willing. Now the Lord can move on his behalf, because he has surrendered all.

 

Then a boy about 12 years old came up for prayer. He looked healthy but the Lord was showing me that he was seriously ill. I asked him if the couple I had just prayed for was his parents and he said yes, so I called them back up. You need to hear this I said. He has been touched with the curse of the house. “You have heart trouble?” I asked the boy. He shrugged. “You know.” I said. “You have trouble breathing and it often feels like your heart is trying to push its way out of your chest. Right?” He looked at his parents. “Yes its true.” “And you think you’re going to die any day now right?” “Yes.” He admitted. “But you’ve told no one right?” I asked. “That’s right.” He admitted. “You haven’t been to a doctor?” I asked. “No.” he said.  “Why?” I asked. He shrugged but I could hear his heart answer and say that his mom and dad are so busy and troubled that he didn’t want to add to their load. (Each of their children said the same thing in their hearts.)

 

His mom and dad were shocked but didn’t interfere to question him. I could feel his heart pound harshly against my hand and in an erratic pattern. “Do you cough?” I asked. “Some.” He replied. “Your heart trouble is strange to me,” I told him. “The main valve has collapsed and sticks. Because it doesn’t function well the blood is pushed up and then backwashes back down. This causes fluid to build up in your lungs. So we will need to pray for the Lord to heal your lungs as well because this fluid has been in your lungs a long time and has caused damage.”

 

“Do you want to be healed?” I asked since he hadn’t told anyone how serious it was. “Yes.” He said. “Good,” I said, “Then God will heal you.” We prayed and the anointing flowed from the Lord and he was healed. His heart wasn’t flopping against my hand anymore as I held my hand on his chest. He could breath easy and he was happy. His parents were grateful to the Lord for healing their son.

 

Then a teenage girl came up, she was probably 15. I told her that she was terrified because she sees things in the house. I asked her is she was from that same family. “Yes.” She said. I called the parents back up. “You didn’t tell anyone that you see things that terrify you, right?” “No I haven’t told anyone.” She said. I explained that these spirits have no power over her and that when the Lord releases the good anointing under these evil things, she will see the good as well. We prayed and the Lord brought a great release and she was much comforted.

 

The next person to come up for prayer was a teenage girl about 14. As I put my hand on her I could tell she also was seriously ill. “From the same family?” I asked. “Yes.” She replied. I called the parents back up. “You’re bleeding inside down here.” I said putting my hand on her abdomen. I think you know that or have at least suspected that because you’re hurting all the time. Is that right?”  “Yes.” She said. “You have several other sore spots as well?” “Yes.” She said. I told her, “They are growths.” I showed her where they were and she said that was correct. To test it I had her lean into my hand and cough and asked her if it hurt and she said it did. “Bad?” I asked. “Yes.” She replied. “But you haven’t told anyone that you have this problem, right?” I asked. “Right.” She answered. “Do you want to be healed?” I asked. “Yes.” She said. I prayed and the Lord healed her. We tested it and there was no more pain. She was happy.

 

Only the youngest was too shy to let me pray for her but when they redeem the land what ever is troubling her will be removed. Then the well of anointing will be released and it will bring revival to that area. It’s good to know that as we discover all of the plans of the enemy that the Lord has a plan as well. This is just one of the many miracles the Lord worked while I was in Vichy to heal, deliver and restore the people. It was awesome to see the Lord work.

 

It was wonderful to work with Pastor Yves. He is a wonderful pastor doing a good work in a hard place. It was a good time to strengthen and encourage the work and the leadership. The Lord was dealing with me about something in the Seine River near the bottom. It looked like a flow of black tar. It made sounds but I couldn’t understand it. Interesting at one point I saw sunfish like soldiers in rank flowing up and down the river. For a long time I didn’t understand what that meant but the Lord showed me later that they carry things from one place to another up and down the river. We know the enemy uses rivers and waterways for networking their powers and connecting and combining powers and these sunfish were just one of the ways they send resources from one place to another.

 

From the underworld caverns where the waters flow that connect to the Seine River came a great force from Tammuz.  Ezekiel 8:14 So He brought me to the door of the north gate of the LORD's house; and to my dismay, women were sitting there weeping for Tammuz. We know the story of Tammuz and that where ever he is he will call in weeping. He is directly linked to Ishtar, which is very strong in France but especially in her main city, Paris. The story says that Tammuz was killed out of jealousy and Ishtar recovered him from hell but he can only stay 6 months out of the year, the other 6 months he remains in hell. It was believed the 6 months he was on the earth were spring and summer and that if the women did not weep for him he would not come and there would be no harvest. He is therefore directly linked to hell and death. So where ever Tammuz is there is a plan of releasing hell on the earth and of death and destruction.

 

We were to find a certain place the Lord showed me and go to the place of the stone near by. There we were to somehow break the new connecting link between Tammuz and the Seine River that would allow them to combine forces and bring destruction. From the description given by the Lord it sounded like they were trying to start a war.

 

I knew the general direction was to go straight through Lemay on the main road and keep going until we see something. But it wasn’t easy to find. The first day we encountered many hindrances and villages full of witchcraft, which the area is known for. We only had a few hours so we had to continue the search the next day. It was just the pastor and I and our handy French/English dictionary. The pastor said, “I am going to take you to Hell.” I said, “Great follow the pastor and he will take you to Hell.” The name of the place the pastor was taking me was Enfer, which is the French word for Hell. He had a feeling we would find what we were looking for there.

 

In Hell we discovered that very near was a village that far pre-dated Roman times. Its origin dated back to the Druids. That was interesting because I knew the place would be ancient. If the Roman’s were there the worship of Tammuz or Adonis as they called him, would be there. He is also Osiris of Egypt, the god of the dead. As I suspected it was not only a place of much blood but you could feel the tears the land as well. We were close.

Interestingly this was the place Calvin established much of his work and the Protestants were severely persecuted in this area. We drove on Calvin road and passed Huguenot road on the way. We were driving through history.

 

The Lord told me when I found the house of grain; the place we were looking for would be near by. I thought perhaps a grain silo but all I ever saw were water towers. But as we entered the ancient Roman village one building caught my attention, the Moulin. I looked it up and it meant mill, the place to grind grain. It was the house of grain I was looking for, so I knew we were close. Near by was a huge palace and an archeological museum. The pastor was amazed that all of this was so near to where he lived and he didn’t even know it. In front of the museum was a poster encouraging people to visit the place of the great stone. There it was, exactly what we were looking for, the place of the stone.

 

The place of the stone was an extremely ancient Dolmen. A dolmen is an ancient place where huge stones are put in place usually over a grave to create a gateway to the dead in order to obtain powers. This one dated 3000 B.C. or almost 5000 years ago. So it must have been immediately after Noah. The stones were far too big for the people of that time to have moved them but it was believed they used demonic magical powers to put the stones in place. There were many dolmens in this area but none as ancient or as big as this one. The museum write up said it was guarded by the goddess of death, which makes sense because Tammuz and death always work together. They had found over 200 skeletons including children and expected there had been many more. These were sacrifices; sacrificing children was common with them.

 

It was a long walk to the top of the hill to reach the dolmen. The entire area was full of spirits. Many tourists came to touch the dolmen and see it. It was sad to see that they even came with their babies. We were playing tourist but we were on a mission. “Where are you from?” asked one female spirit. “USA.” I said without thinking. “Oh you can hear me then.” She said, “Why can you hear me? Are you a witch? Who are you?” All I could think of was how stupid I had been to answer. I saw the angels near by who were covering us and protecting us. “Try not to answer them,” the angel said, “It makes our job harder to hide you. They don’t know who you are because we cover you.” The reason it is hard not to answer is that you answer with your thoughts. There are levels of thoughts from surface thoughts to deep thoughts. Surface thoughts (like your talking to yourself) they can hear. It actually matches how they communicate somewhat.

 

There were many, many spirits, greeting, welcoming, eagerly wanting to encourage people to touch the stone and take some of the power home with them. Their hope was to spread the power and its influence. What better way than a museum piece. Most museums are dangerous. The entire area was very creepy and I was glad the angels were being obvious to me, because I do not usually see them.

 

Finally we came to the dolmen. “This is the place,” the Lord said. I was concerned because there were certain things I saw in the vision that we had not seen but the Lord told me there was a triangle of power, the dolmen being one of the main of three points. We came up from a different direction than He first showed me but as long as we were in the triangle of power of Tammuz we could accomplish what He wanted done. I saw later there was another access to the same place from the opposite side, which was probably the place I had seen more clearly in the vision. “Look inside the dolmen but don’t go in.” The Lord said. As I bent down and looked inside I could see that it was full of death.

 

Some how this place was connected deep to the underworld via caverns and by centuries of worship and human sacrifice they had accumulated enough power to break through to the River Seine where they could spread their power and their plan. I sat on the wooden fence around the area and desperately wanted to leave. The pastor agreed that whatever we were to do this was the place. It was the place of the stone that the Lord spoke of. Wave after wave of demonic power swept over me one after the other almost knocking me backwards. It caused pressure on my head and nausea in my stomach. “Lord,” I asked, “Now that we’ve found it can’t we do what has to be done away from this place? Perhaps somewhere near by?” “No.” the Lord said clearly. “It must be here inside the triangle of power.”

 

Fortunately in spite of all the tourists we had passed on the way, we now had the place to ourselves. No other tourists came until we had finished. That was a miracle. We held hands to pray. Not everything can be told but the power of God came over me and I could see the connecting point deep in the earth. By the Blood of Jesus we had the power to break it. The Lord called pastor the key, as he was from that area and could legally decree things because of it and me the general. Together we were to release the Lord into the battle. An anointing for the battle came on us and we began to make legal decrees as the Lord directed. I began to command the connecting passageway to crumble and collapse. This would stop the connection between the two power sources.

 

The wind began to blow now and clouds began to form. We continued until we felt the power break. I was seeing the armies of heaven released, and then in French I heard the pastor say, “armies de eternal,” the armies of heaven. We saw it at the same time, so I knew it was the Lord. Suddenly the demonic force stopped and peace came. It was done. Deep in the earth the passage was now blocked. “The battle will continue long after you leave,” the Lord said. “Because My army has been released to do the work. They know something’s wrong. You must go now.”

 

The plan of death and destruction was stopped. As we walked the trail back I could hear the enemy swirling angrily trying to see who had done the damage and just what had happened. I told pastor we mustn’t speak of it on the trail, so we practiced French and English.  But I could hear them and they were in a rage. This too let us know our job had been accomplished. The bright sunny day was now windy and cloudy. No one would know and no one needed to know that a great battle had been won to protect France. But we praised God joyfully.

 

We had wonderful powerful meetings in Mante Le Jolie. Many people were healed both physically and inside in their inner being. The Lord would almost always tell them what their problem was and then heal it. The enemy had sorely attacked the leadership and there was healing and reconciliation in the leadership, which was very important. The hardest hit were the marriages of the leaders and those were restored as well. We redeemed the church property and the pastor’s house (where specific curses had been assigned against them). My beloved interpreter Timothy and his family were a great help. May the Lord reward them.

 

In one service a woman I had dealt with several times in previous visits was there. She had been delivered from witchcraft. I knew she had a struggle and I had done much to encourage her on my last trip and to strengthen her. She came forward in the final service for prayer. She had a big smile on her face but I was not smiling. “Oh I see that you have returned to witchcraft and this is much worse than what you were doing before.” I said. “These people are mean. If you try to leave them there will be terrible consequences and you are afraid of them. But it is never too late to make the right choice. The Lord can still help you. But you will not make that choice because now you are afraid. You wanted power because your situations were hard and now you have the power and the situations are worse. But you are trapped and cannot leave them because of the consequences.”

 

“So you have come to curse me and put the potion on me, even though you like me, because you are afraid to disobey them. Do not be afraid for me, God will take good care of me but be afraid for yourself and your family.” She was sobbing now because all I had said was true. I knew she didn’t want to do this but she would because of her fear. She had also cursed the pastors and leaders and the church itself and was probably at least one of the sources of the division we battled and overcame. I put my hand on her to pray for the Lord to strengthen her to make the right choice and she put her hand on me. When she did I felt the curse that she applied. I looked her in the eyes and said, “I forgive you. I forgive you.” She returned to her chair and sobbed uncontrollably.

 

I prayed for her children. Her 16-year-old daughter is stronger in witchcraft now than she is. She has 5 children ages 1-16 and they were all steeped in witchcraft. It was very sad. I prayed for her husband. When I first met him he was dying of TB and the doctors gave him only days to live and now he was healthy and well because of the miracle of the Lord. I forgave the family. Yes I had a battle because of the curse but not such a big battle and in a day or so it was over. But she will live with it forever. I forgive her.

 

It was an intense time in Mante Le Jolie with many healed inside and out and many delivered and many marriages restored. People were saved because God could deal directly with their hearts. Thank you for your prayers and covering. It was put to good use and much needed.

 

It is always a joy to work with Pastor Jacques, my dear brother in the Lord. He, his church and his family are very precious. My main assignment on this trip was to encourage and fortify the pastor and the church. They had just been through a very difficult time because of the death of one of their members. What do you say when a fairly new convert dies a long painful death at the hands of cancer. Everyone fasted and prayed but still he died. How do you explain to his young widow and 2-year-old son when they are asking where was God when this happened?

 

The church was shaken to the core and I knew the Lord had me there for them during this difficult time to answer their questions, pour in the anointing, encourage, and give them new hope and direction. I attended the funeral with them and prayed for the family. These are real questions and real situations we all face that everyone needs help with. After ministering on this subject for a while they began to encourage me to write a book on this subject to help the body of Christ that has gone through such things and to restore their trust. I believe soon the Lord will have me do that. A book on how to deal with what you cannot reconcile. If God is good why did He let this happen to me? We all have to face that at least once in our lives. But the truth that cannot be compromised with our situations is God is good. Perhaps the Lord will have me write this book.

 

Many people were healed physically and delivered and many were healed on the inside in their emotions and soul. Some we cried with, some we shouted with but the results were the same, glorious liberty as God intervened for them.

 

In one service, right in the middle of the sermon a demon began to manifest in a woman. She had gone into a trance and was shouting and making loud sounds. I walked over to her and commanded her to snap out of it. I demanded that she look into my eyes, which was difficult for her to do. The eyes are the windows of the soul the Bible says and I was staring at that demon. “You listen to me and listen good.” I commanded the demon, “This is the Lord’s meeting and He has entrusted it to me. Therefore I have the authority over this meeting. He’s going to hold me accountable for what I allow and I will not allow you to take over this meeting. Jesus has give me all authority over demons and unclean spirits Matthew 10:1, Luke 9:1, Luke 10:19 and Psalms 8:6. By that authority I arrest you in the name of Jesus Christ and I command you to be still and be quiet until it is the Lord’s timing to cast you out. And I will cast you out.” The demon calmed down and shut up. He had to because I have the authority. He’s not going to interrupt God’s meeting unless I let him and I’m not going to let Him. That sermon was reaching people and making a difference. God’s order for the moment was the sermon and he wasn’t going to force us to do something else out of God’s order.

 

Then to the woman I spoke gently, “Don’t be afraid. This is no problem for God. But it’s out of order right now. Wait until the end of the service and you will be set free.” And she agreed. I assigned a Christian woman in the church to sit with her and keep her calm. Then I marched back up to the podium and picked up where I left off. I had several people tell me later that sermon was life changing for them and even without my laying hands on them they felt the Holy Spirit dealing with them and ministering to them through that sermon. This is an important lesson in accountability. Just because a demon shows off doesn’t mean we have to do what they say. The Holy Spirit is in charge of the service and the order of it, not demons.

 

Later it was a sweet time of prayer and inner healing. I again asked the woman to wait until the end so that sweet flow wouldn’t be interrupted. She waited and when it was God’s time I called her forward and the Lord powerfully delivered her of several demons and she testified to an amazing difference in her life. She was very happy. God has an order.

 

One young woman in that same service was full of trauma and emotional pain but as we held each other and cried together the pain and trauma left her and she was set free. She was so happy. It was awesome. Later she came up because she was completely deaf in one ear and the Lord healed that as well. God revealed many things in many people, abuse as a child, broken hearts, one man I told him he was a habitual sinner and just wanted God to give him the strength but he never reads the Bible, so his spirit is weak. Read the Bible I told him, this will feed your spirit man and give you the strength you need to resist sin. He smiled like a child who had been caught and said, “Yes that is true.”

 

One family came up, the husband and pregnant wife came forward for prayer for their small son. He was probably about 2. The child was wild and disobedient. It wasn’t the normal playfulness of a child but very demonic. He was full of demons. They said he had a rare blood disease and I said, “I don’t doubt it.” The child wouldn’t let me touch him until I arrested those demons and commanded them to be still and be quiet. Then he was still. There were 3 big demons that came through the mother’s bloodline because I could see her bloodline was from the witch doctors. She wept when I said that because it was true. We broke that bloodline curse, cast out the demons and the Lord healed the child’s blood. Then the child’s behavior changed drastically. Praise God.

 

Some had made legal statements that they wanted to die and I needed them to make a legal statement that they wanted to live so the Lord could touch them. So many healed and delivered. But the most important thing is the church itself was encouraged. So many people wanted prayer that one service lasted almost 5 hours.

 

All of this made the devil very angry with me. After the second night the devil began to shake my bed at night, one night all night and ever night at least several times. Not small shaking but hard shaking. I told him that was carnival tricks to scare children and I refused to be afraid. I would plead the Blood of Jesus and roll over and go back to sleep. We mustn’t give into the devil’s pranks. He has no power over me but if I had allowed myself to be afraid he would have found entrance to hurt me. Fear is a great danger that we cannot afford. This enemy made many threats but I just turned them all over to the Lord.

 

I thank you for your prayers. Too much happened in Rome to talk about it all but as you can see I needed your prayers. Europe is in turmoil. When Europe completely joins together politically, the boundaries of curses will be erased and the curses will combine. This will cause much confusion and trouble for the people. We must strengthen the people who are there on the battlefront, push back the things the enemy is putting in place to cause a war and restore the people. In many of the places I left excerpts from my new book on how to redeem the land and how to break curses daily. They asked a serious question in several places, how do we keep attacks like these from reaching this magnitude again? by breaking curses daily. It was good to have the tools they needed right now ready to put into their hands. I would love to see these two things made into booklets to hand out.

 

Thank you again for your prayers. I am leaving to minister in Ohio in their Bible School on October 15^th, returning the end of the month. Please keep this trip covered in prayer as well. Ohio is a place of dear friends and strong anointing but it can also be a place of intense battles. It has become so dear to me that it is much like coming home. They are always joining me in prayer for other battles, let us stand with them as well.

 

I welcome your comments and correspondence.