I received a comment on my blog recently that went like this: "This is from a Vatican exorcist:
"EVERY HAIL MARY IS LIKE A BLOW ON MY HEAD. IF CHRISTIANS KNEW HOW POWERFUL THE ROSARY WAS, IT WOULD BE MY END." - Father Gabriel Amorth, Chief Exorcist of the Vatican (when one day a colleague of his heard the devil during an Exorcism). "When I am asked how many demons there are, I answer with the words that the demon himself spoke through a demonic: "WE ARE SO MANY THAT, IF WE WERE VISIBLE, WE WOULD DARKEN THE SUN." No wonder Jesus said "Pray without ceasing."
The Rosary is definitely powerful. In this post, however, I want to speak about, "WE ARE SO MANY THAT, IF WE WERE VISIBLE, WE WOULD DARKEN THE SUN." I've read a few articles over the years that seem to discredit Fr. Amorth but I believe that these particular words are true. And there are a number of reasons that I believe we are under greater attack spiritually these days than at any other time (so far) in the history of our world. I can't fit it all into one post, so I thought I'd start with a personal story and then get into my other reasons for agreeing with Fr. Amorth on this issue in a later post.
I am very sensitive to the presence of evil spirits. Why? I do not know, but it has been this way for a good portion of my life and increased by a large measure soon after my experience in the presence of the Divine Rays of Mercy emanating from the Heart of Jesus. After that, many wonderful events happened in my life but some things became unbearable to me. I've spoken about the "Holy Spirit dreams" that started up after this experience but I've spoken very little about the vivid dreams of demonic attacks that occurred also. One of the times I was in bed but awake and could clearly see the clock - it was 2:01. The attack was so fierce and the presence so evil that I felt like I was being suffocated. It let up as soon as I called on St. Michael the Archangel. There have been numerous other "incidents" over the years too. After my healing from Myasthenia Gravis the attacks were so fierce as to be almost indescribable. And the sensitivity to the presence of evil spirits grew to an even larger degree after the healing. I cannot "see" them but I am often aware of them. The blessing in all of this is that I am also often greatly aware of the presence of saints, angels, Our Lady, and Jesus too. I cannot "see" them with my physical eyes but I can sense they are there and have even smelled them at times (as weird as it sounds each heavenly being has their own unique fragrance). St. Joseph smells particularly wonderful.
I cannot have any New Age books in my home, no heavy metal music (another story in itself), dark movies, books that are unclean, etc... (The list goes on and on.) Night clubs? Forget about it. Not that I go to them but I attended a benefit recently at one and the presence of evil spirits was so burdensome that I could barely wait to get out of there. No doubt some people simply think this is ridiculous but it's the truth and I just have to accept that people think I'm odd.
I gave this background information because I want to tell you what happened this past week. The story actually began soon after I moved into our new house. I began to experience constant headaches and pressure in my head whenever I was in the house. I also came under tremendous psychological attack and had a constant ache in the spirit. At first I thought it was simply a heavy duty prayer burden but I would notice that the spiritual pressure would lift to a degree when I left the house. We had our house tested for radon but that was fine. The headaches continued to increase in both length and intensity and I eventually had a CT scan done to rule out any physical problem. The scan came out fine. Meanwhile, the spiritual pressure continued to build. I spoke to my mom and sister about it many times and a number of people were praying for me. The more time I spent in my house, the worst things would get. What's interesting is that my sister would get headaches and a wrenched gut when she came into my house too. My daughter kept getting sick and my husband was getting hurt all the time (including a major tumble down the stairs). I was finding it increasingly difficult to pray in the house and would often go for a drive and pray in the car instead. The only time I would get relief was at Mass and Adoration - tremendous relief, at that -the pressure in my head would go and so would the spiritual pressure. Still, when I went home, it would return. I was having dreams that evil spirits were attacking me at night and the days weren't any better. Randy would come home from work and I'd tell him, "I have to get out of the house for a while!" (At the time, he probably thought it was related to "hormones" or something...lol.)
It all came to a head this past week. Tuesday night, Randy came home from work and the minute he walked through the door I said, "I have to get out of here! I just have to get out of this house for a bit!" I left in my car, drove around and prayed, prayed, prayed. I begged the Lord for help in overcoming these demonic attacks and to "please, please, get rid of whatever was in my house because I couldn't stand their presence anymore".
"It's beyond unbearable, Lord! Help me."
When I got home, my husband was waiting for me at the door. He took Holy Water and blessed me three times in the Name of the Father, Son, and the Holy Spirit. Immediately, the headache and the spiritual pressure disappeared. He then told me that while I was gone, the Lord had given him a word to go around the perimeter of the house and sprinkle Holy water and to "bless your wife three times when she gets home".
The spiritual relief was immense. I wish I could say the story ended there but it did not. The next day, after I woke, the presence of evil and the spiritual pressure was so strong that I told my husband I couldn't stay in the house and would have to go stay at my mother's until something was done about the evil in the house. He calmed me down and said he would get to the bottom of the situation. He called our pastor and explained what was going on. Father said he would come out and bless our house as soon as he could but in the meantime he told us to pray Psalm 35 and 91 because these often worked for spiritual attacks. He also said to place a blessed St. Benedict Medal in the house. (I wear the St. Benedict Cross every single day, by the way.) Randy also found a prayer that "cleanses" homes of evil spirits. That evening we went all went to Adoration (which was beautiful) and later that night prayed Psalm 35, 91, and the cleansing prayer. I felt some relief.
The next day I woke up with the "headache" and spiritual pressure once again. My sister picked Michaela and I up because we were going to a shrine for Confession and to visit their store to pick up a few things. (After I left the house the headache and pressure went away.) We bought some St. Benedict Medals and a few other religious items and had one of the priests bless them, including blessed salt which is a powerful sacramental. I left the Shrine of St. Joseph the Worker feeling wonderful!
And then I got home. I walked in the door and the spiritual pressure hit me like a ton of bricks. Michaela and I grabbed a few things and left the house to go swimming at my sister's house - I didn't really feel like hanging out at home, that's for sure.
That evening, after Randy got home, we placed the St. Benedict Medal on our mantle, prayed the Psalms and the house cleansing prayer and Randy started going from room to room with the blessed salt while calling upon the name of Jesus and asking Him to reveal to us the problem. My "headache" and spiritual pressure increased as we walked upstairs. First he blessed our bedroom and then we walked into my daughter's bedroom. Upon entering her bedroom, a piercing knife-like pain went through my head and I immediately sensed the presence of evil spirits. I cried out, "Oh my gosh, Randy, they are in our little girl's room!" Randy sensed it too. The hair on our arms was standing on end. He walked around the room sprinkling the blessed salt and asked the Lord to reveal to him the problem in my daughter's room. Immediately after asking the Lord this question he walked over to her nightstand picked up a Pokemon Black and White Book and said, "This is it! It's the Pokemon stuff she has!" I immediately had an overpowering witness from the Holy Spirit that this was indeed what was causing the severe oppression in our house. Then I watched in amazement as Randy, led by the Spirit, zoned in on every area in her room and in the house that contained Pokemon items. He knew exactly where they were. Let me tell you...we swept through the entire house removing every single Pokemon item from the house.
I should have known. The Lord had been giving me hints for a while about this. Every time my daughter would want to play Pokemon a strong feeling of revulsion would come over me and I would tell her I hated that game. Pokemon got into our house quite by accident. My daughter watched a few Pokemon videos at someone else's house and soon got obsessed with them. Shortly after we moved to the new house we attended a book fair at her school where she purchased a number of Pokemon items. It was after this that I started having problems.
Children's toys... who would have thunk it.
(I know this is a very long post. I researched Pokemon online after these things went on and realize now that these are no innocent children's toys but are actually very much based on the occult. A famous fast food restaurant is giving these out to millions of kids right now. I'll be doing another post about this subject.)