This is a part of my testimony that many people do not know of that I will be sharing in this blogpost. Many people will hear about my fatherlessness experience and what I did to fill the void, but I hardly touch on what has been going on in my mind at some stages of this brokeness.
I grew up in a home where the Spirit of God was very much active. My parents would have cell groups during the week where deliverance would take place. Demons would flee and often times we would hear how they run, strangely even our dog chased them. So from a very young age I was exposed to the demonic, witchcraft done towards us as a family and also those around us.
On my mom's side of the family witchcraft runs down the bloodlines. My great grandmother has practiced being a sangoma and practiced some evil practices in the rural lands of South Africa. She had been very high up in rankings as she would curse people and they would die. Thank God that we can now cut bloodline curses because they are passed on from generation to generation.
In my teenage years I had gone through so much brokeness and heartache. All these just pushed me deep into depression. At the time my lover had broken up with me for something extremely serious and obviously I was not happy about that decision. I then started cutting myself with blades on my arm to release some tension from deep inside. Honestly I do not know how this all started but this practice became very real in my life. I would often find myself at the beach cutting myself watching my blood disolve and carried away into the salty sea water. I had always carried blades with me because I knew that at some point I would want to cut. As I would cut it would be really quiet or some ballads would be playing in the background.
Soon, another individual who I had been in love with before had gotten in contact with me again. We met at a beach in Cape Town and he had noticed that I covered my arm with a long armband. I showed and told him that I had been cutting and he had freaked as my scars were really disturbing to him.
Anyway, I had soon delved into becoming an emo kid because I wanted to walk in some sense of my depression and show the world that I was not afraid. During this period of time I had sought for someone to teach me witchcraft or for me to enter into satanism somehow, but everywhere I searched I knocked into brick walls. This was definitiely God helping me not to make silly decisions.
As time had passed, myself and this particular individual had tried to make it work again. I had then gone to this persons home in Parow and then this person told me about their involvement in Wicca (also known as contemporary paganism). This person had told me about the connections to covens within Cape Town and how this person had submitted under a witch for training.
As we had spent time together that day, this person took my hand and jokingly casted a spell. I tried to pull away but this person had kept my hand tightly. Knowing what I knew growing up, I had renounced what they just spoke over me. Today this person is no longer part of covens or founded in Wicca.
The reason why I am sharing this is because there is a fight for your soul. There are two kingdoms who fight for your soul day and night. The kingdom of darkness and the kingdom of light.
If it was not for my young roots in Jesus then I believe I would have been lost to some sense of witchcraft or satanism. Because of my desire for the supernatural I had always found myself crossing paths with some sense of darkness. Thank God that I am certainly on the most powerful kingdom, and that is the kingdom of God which is light.
You may have not experienced what I had experienced, or you probably reading this post and thinking about how shallow this post is, but there is a war for each of your souls. Sometimes we are won over by sex, drugs, spiritualism and many other things. But there is a God who is also fighting for your soul. One who loves and will not exploit your desires when He has you.
The thing with dabling with the dark is that when you give yourself over you are bound and you end up losing more than what you came in with.
I do not know, but maybe some of you reading this post has had an interest in the supernatural and went out or is seeking for it in dark places. I urge you to stop and not go further. There is a reason why it is called forbidden.
My desire is that witches, warlocks, satanists and other spiritualists are set free and have a full on encounter with Jesus.
John 8:32
And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.
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