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Saturday, March 12, 2011

Debi's story: Fire of God in the Church

Debi Smith and I were in the same church in San Jose during the '70's. I had just graduated from San Jose State College when I joined. Debi had little education and came from a dysfunctional, economically poor, uneducated family. Nevertheless, we became friends and have been ever since. I can verify that when Debi says below that she had a demon in her, you can take that to the bank. Having dabbled in drugs and the occult, she did indeed have a severe need of deliverance. She also suffered from raging migraines, epileptic fits, and addiction to pain meds. She was the kind of person that the church mentors passed around because she was too much for any one person to deal with for an extended period of time. But when she was feeling good and walking with God, she loved to study the Old Testament with me. She played the guitar, sang, wrote soulful Scripture songs, and enjoyed a good laugh. She could be fun. Below is her story in her own words with minimal fixing by me.

"The night I got delivered.. at the end of the meeting they stood to sing. I thought I can't raise my hands and sing.. I have a demon inside of me. Then I thought I want to be doing this when they pray for me when we get home tonight. Then I thought.. No.. he has caused me so much trouble in my life.. I will cause him trouble and make him suffer and shot my hands up.

Then I opened my eyes and looked at the ceiling... I saw Flames.... I looked to the back by the doors that was near the nursery... and the entire room what filled with those flames. Not one area that wasn't fully engulfed... and it scared me, so I closed my eyes and bowed my head. But then I got to wondering... did I just see what I think I saw? And after some time passed I just had to look up again.. just in case I was just seeing things.

And SURE Nuff... the whole room was filled with this visible-to-me fire.. no smell of smoke or difference in heat. I stared at it in wonder. I knew what it was, and it was so massive, and no one else saw it. I was awed and bowed my head, then the next thing I remember I was sitting on the bench. Sister Dropko lookin at me... my shoes were off... gum in my hair... and I didn't know where I was or what had just happened to me. Karen E. and another nurse had been there... they said my heart stopped beating and I wasn't breathing..."

This is the second first-hand story I have heard of Holy Ghost fire appearing on a church. The other is referenced in another of my blogs. A blog search for "Linette" or "roof" will bring up the story of the fire department occasionally being called to douse the flames of an old fashioned Pentecostal church in Oklahoma. The story was shared in Sunday School by the church pastor's daughter, who was a senior citizen by the time she recounted the story.

In his letter to the first century Hebrews, the Apostle Paul (quoting Psalm 104:4 from the Old Testament) writes (Hebrews 1:7) - "And about the angels He says: He makes His angels winds, and his servants a fiery flame." Apparently, the ancient Israelite prophet who wrote that Psalms passage had the same kind of visions that we do today.