When I was three years old I had an encounter with Jesus. I walked into our backyard one day and saw Jesus hanging on the cross. Right afterward I asked my mom to pray with me to receive Jesus as my Savior so he would cleanse me from all my sins. Soon after giving my life to Jesus, my dad, who was a Christian, became verbally abusive toward me. I began to struggle with extreme mood swings from being filled with joy because I was saved from my sins and was actually a pretty happy kid to hating myself after every time my dad said something hurtful to me.
Then I encountered Jesus a second time in our backyard. This time he was surrounded by sheep and wore a white robe with a red sash and held a shepherd’s crook. He smiled at me as I ran and played with the sheep. I don’t remember either of us speaking, but I felt complete joy, love, and acceptance. This experience solidified my relationship with Jesus. I knew him personally and talked with him daily as a close friend.
But during this time I also started seeing demons. I told my mom about them and, thankfully, she believed me and told me how to command them leave in Jesus’ name. I did exactly that and they left every time. I soon learned all I had to do was “think” the name of Jesus and demons would leave. Except when I’d occasionally see demons in people’s eyes or on people’s backs. I didn’t know what to do about them, so I’d just pray.
In junior high my family moved several times and changing schools and friends was difficult for me. I began having suicidal thoughts that didn’t seem to be my own thoughts. Thankfully, I didn’t act on those thoughts and, in the summer of 1980 at a Christian summer camp, I rededicated my life to Jesus, was baptized, and heard God tell me he wanted me to be a missionary.
In my 20s I did missionary work in Mexico, Hungary and Ukraine. Amazing things happened to me in those years. I experienced a lot of inner healing and forgave my dad for all the hurtful things he said to me. We reconciled and developed a loving relationship that we still have today. And, miraculously, he completely stopped saying hurtful things to me.
More supernatural things began to occur in my life. One time when I was struggling for money, I received much-needed cash in a whirlwind from Heaven. But I also started seeing more demons on people. I begged God to remove my spiritual sight and he definitely lessened it, but I began feeling the presence of demons more. Sometimes I’d be attacked by invisible demonic forces in public places, which was embarrassing, like in a Mormon Church I visited for someone’s piano recital, a crystal shop in Mt. Shasta, in stores or restaurants where idols were on display, or when I was near someone wearing demonic clothing or jewelry. Invisible demons would grab my throat and chest, choke me, and throw me onto the floor.
After graduating from college I became a full-time missionary in Budapest, Hungary, but after a difficult break-up with a fiancé in 1994, I became very depressed. One time, after I’d moved back to the States and was struggling financially, I’d paid all my bills and had no money left for food for almost an entire month. All the food I had left was an oatmeal box with a total of 8 packets in it. I prayed to God for help and each day for almost an entire month, I reached into that oatmeal box and pulled out at least 3 packets a day. God miraculously multiplied those 8 packets by at least 10, providing over 80 oatmeal packets for me from that single box!
In 1998 I married a man who said he was a Christian, but after we were married he became verbally abusive and controlling. In that difficult marriage, I struggled with more depression and self-hatred, but I also encountered God in new ways. One time I was visited by an angel.
Another time, in the fall of 2002, I was alone at home with my three-year-old daughter in Quartz Valley. We had run out of food to eat and barely had any gas in our car. I called Kidder Creek Camp and asked the director if I could pick apples in the camp orchard. He said yes and my daughter and I picked several bushels of apples. We lived on nothing but apples for weeks. That was a miracle for us.
I escaped from my ex-husband with my young daughter and unborn son in 2005. I met Pete Morrill two years later. He was the same camp director who had allowed me to pick apples in the Kidder Creek Camp orchard. We were married in November 2007 and I thank God that I finally have the experience of a wonderful marriage and a loving husband.
In 2010 I suddenly began having increased supernatural encounters. I began seeing more angels, seeing visions, and hearing what I thought might be God’s voice, but I wasn’t sure. None of the churches where I lived taught on what was happening to me, so I began to attend New Song Church in Medford. My life exploded with even more supernatural experiences—too many to share now, but I’ll share my favorite one.
In 2015 I was working as a volunteer in the Healing Rooms. One night I asked a group of ministers if any of them saw anything demonic on me. A man I’d never met told me he saw a demon clinging to my head like a helmet. He said it had tentacles in my ears that reached into my brain. He put his fingers in my ears, commanded the demon to leave me, and when he pulled his fingers out of my ears, I felt and heard a suction-like sound. I felt something evil wriggle out of my brain. The man told me that, from that point on, I would no longer hear the demons that had been lying to me and that I would start clearly hearing God’s voice. I thanked the man and he left. I asked the others in the room who he was and no one knew. He just came out of nowhere and volunteered that night. Whether he was a man or an angel, he was right. From that day forward, I began hearing God’s voice more clearly and I never again struggled with thoughts of self-hatred, suicide, or depression. None of those thoughts had actually been my own thoughts. They were the words of a demon speaking lies into my mind. Since that deliverance (and deliverance isn’t just one time for a lot of people; I’ve been delivered from other things since that time), I’ve led quite a few people to receive Jesus as their Savior and many have been delivered from demons and healed both emotionally and physically. I was so grateful for my freedom and deliverance, I got trained in deliverance ministry and learned to exercise my authority in Christ to bind and cast out demons in Jesus’ name. And you know how I’d sometimes walk into places and get choked and thrown onto the floor by demonic spirits? That doesn’t happen anymore. I’ve learned how to take authority over all attacking demons in Jesus’ name.
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