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22 août 2014 5 22 /08 /août /2014 21:37

That night, I was in the middle of praying, without really believing that the All-Powerful God in the far-away heavens would hear my prayers. Suddenly I saw a vision, a presence that began to fill the room. I saw it come down slowly from the ceiling; I was scared and wanted to leave the room.

Just when I was about to get up, I felt a hand on my left shoulder. I saw a being behind me, in human form. It was totally white, but it was not an angel. It was just like the being I had seen one day in my body (through my body). Its hand kept me from getting up; it was barely touching me and yet I couldn’t move. The being said to me “Don’t move, God is here, the Lord is here – That is Jesus!–”

I didn’t move. I watched the Presence that slowly continued to move down, filling the room. It took up all the space in the room!

I was no longer afraid of the Presence. I stopped praying and thought of nothing else. The atmosphere was calm, peaceful and serene. I felt good. No thoughts disturbed my mind, and I was relaxed. Suddenly, solitude, strange phenomena, and all the mundane things in life were no longer of any consequence to me. The Presence was there, reassuring and calming. It didn’t speak and yet it was communicating with me. Having swept away all the problems and worries that were troubling my mind, it gave me a wonderful sense of serenity.

I don’t know how long I maintained this state of well-being in company of the Presence, because time no longer existed.

It was as though I was no longer on Earth. A lapse of one minute or ten felt the same.

Then the Presence slowly moved up, toward the ceiling and then toward the sky.

It was like a flying engine that could move vertically and that, in a split second, disappeared into the universe. I got up and wanted to follow the Presence. I wanted to go where it was going. I wanted to leave with it, I wanted to leave Earth to follow it. I no longer wanted to be separated from this Presence. I had to leave with this Presence, and through my mind I asked to be taken far from here.

Then the unbelievable took place. I had a vision of my place in its world, next to the Presence of God. I could find no words to express the extent of my pleasure while I saw God’s kingdom. I was ready to leave! I no longer wanted to stay on Earth! I wanted to turn in my life on Earth, abandon this planet where I felt like a stranger.

For three days that followed the visit of the Presence, my soul bathed in an indescribable euphoria. A few years later I understood why God wanted to mark my spirit with this indelible memory.


(Extract from my biography)

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21 juillet 2014 1 21 /07 /juillet /2014 23:10

Entre 1978 et 1980 j’allais souvent manger dans les restaurations rapides.
Un jour, j’étais en train de manger, quand je vis une femme âgée qui fouillait
les poubelles de ce fast-food. Un employé lui disait de s’en aller, mais
la vieille femme continuait de fouiller et l’employé insistait pour la faire partir.
Je me levais et m’approchais de la vielle dame, je voulais lui donner dix
francs (1,52 euros) pour s’acheter à manger. Par hasard, et en même temps
que moi, un autre client s’approchait de la mendiante et lui avait tendu
également un billet de 10 francs. La vieille dame refusait de prendre
l’argent de l'un et de l’autre.

J’insistais pour lui donner cette somme et lui disais qu’elle pouvait s’acheter à manger, l’autre client faisait de même - c’était bien bizarre cette coïncidence! - La vielle femme nous remerciait, mais refusait de nouveau notre argent. Puis l’autre client s’en allait. Je regardais la vielle dame, j’étais à la fois intrigué et surpris par son refus. Puis j’allais vers les caisses pour commander un grand menu avec boisson et dessert, et je revenais vers la vielle dame. Je lui disais de s’asseoir à une table et lui servais le plateau. Elle acceptait avec plaisir, elle souriait. On aurait dit qu’elle attendait ce geste de ma part. Pendant qu’elle mangeait, je quittais ce resto. Si je raconte cette anecdote c’est parce que quelques années plus tard Dieu me l’avait rappelée.

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18 mai 2014 7 18 /05 /mai /2014 16:50

4 but, when times were achieved, God sent his Son, born from a woman, born under the law, 5 so that it repurchased those which were under the law, so that we received the adoption.

10 Because the Son of man came to seek and save what was lost. 4 but, when times were achieved, God sent his Son, born from a woman, born under the law


5 so that it repurchased those which were under the law, so that we received the adoption.

18 We know that whoever was born from God does not sin; but that which was born from God keeps itself, and the malignant one does not touch it.

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20 avril 2014 7 20 /04 /avril /2014 21:17

It happened on a Saturday around two or three in the morning. The streets were empty; most of the city was asleep. I, too, was getting ready to drift off into dreamland. I was unaware that the Devil was watching my sleep. He was waiting for the auspicious moment to attack.

I had gone to bed late that night. I remember having wound the clock and having put it on the carpet, near the open couch-bed, before falling asleep.

So around two o’clock that night, I was about to fall into the arms of Morphius. Without suspecting that the Evil Spirit was going to bother me, I went to sleep.

A strange noise woke me up; something was spinning around my room. I didn’t know what this thing was, it was like a ball of light or a ball of fire. It was turning very quickly around me while emitting a sharp sound. My room was lit up. I saw the clock that I had wound before going to sleep. The ball continued to turn around me, emitting this sharp sound, and then a hand choked me and a voice threatened, “You are powerless against me.”

It was Satan talking to me; he wanted to kill me. We were just beginning our battle. A battle that would last many years.

While the hand continued to choke me, the voice repeated three times the same sentence: “You are powerless against me.” For each intimidation, I answered with a prayer. There was nothing else I could do to defend myself; the diabolical hand held me firmly. I was like a chicken whose throat was about to be cut. Imagine yourself in a deep sleep, in the middle of a great dream. Suddenly you wake with a start and you see a hand squeezing your weenie! Do you understand what I felt?

The third time I prayed, everything suddenly disappeared. I found myself sitting on the couch. I was no longer out of breath. I wasn’t in a cold sweat and my body wasn’t cold. I was peaceful, calm. I thought to myself that I had won my first victory. A victory over whom, what? Perhaps over these phenomena, because from this day on, I never again encountered this type of event. God had taught me how to fight against Satan.

I triumphed too early, as do all those who are inexperienced in this area. Some time later, the Evil Spirit intensified its attacks (see Possession). This night’s event was only a taste of what I would later go through.

This phenomenon prefigured the harassment and demonic aggressions I would undergo in the years to come.


(Extract from my biography)

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22 février 2014 6 22 /02 /février /2014 23:39
Who would have had faith in the word which has come to our ears, and to whom had the arm of the Lord been unveiled?
 
Isaiah 53:2 ^
For his growth was like that of a delicate plant before him, and like a root out of a dry place: he had no grace of form, to give us pleasure;
 
Isaiah 53:3 ^
Men made sport of him, turning away from him; he was a man of sorrows, marked by disease; and like one from whom men's faces are turned away, he was looked down on, and we put no value on him.
 
Isaiah 53:4 ^
But it was our pain he took, and our diseases were put on him: while to us he seemed as one diseased, on whom God's punishment had come.
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Isaiah 53:5 ^
But it was for our sins he was wounded, and for our evil doings he was crushed: he took the punishment by which we have peace, and by his wounds we are made well.
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Isaiah 53:6 ^
We all went wandering like sheep; going every one of us after his desire; and the Lord put on him the punishment of us all.
 
Isaiah 53:7 ^
Men were cruel to him, but he was gentle and quiet; as a lamb taken to its death, and as a sheep before those who take her wool makes no sound, so he said not a word.
 
Isaiah 53:8 ^
They took away from him help and right, and who gave a thought to his fate? for he was cut off from the land of the living: he came to his death for the sin of my people.
 
Isaiah 53:9 ^
And they put his body into the earth with sinners, and his last resting-place was with the evil-doers, though he had done no wrong, and no deceit was in his mouth.
 
Isaiah 53:10 ^
And the Lord was pleased ... see a seed, long life, ... will do well in his hand. ...
 
Isaiah 53:11 ^
... made clear his righteousness before men ... had taken their sins on himself.
 
Isaiah 53:12 ^
For this cause he will have a heritage with the great, and he will have a part in the goods of war with the strong, because he gave up his life, and was numbered with the evil-doers; taking on himself the sins of the people, and making prayer for the wrongdoers.
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28 septembre 2013 6 28 /09 /septembre /2013 22:56

I had just undergone an attack of Satan.
I will never forget those terrible moments during which I was no longer myself. They were the scariest moments I have ever lived.
It was the most terrifying battle I fought against the forces of Evil.
I was like an animal paralyzed in front of an enormous snake.

I then had a vision of my spirit sinking down into the darkness. It was like an object that was drifting slowly towards an abyss. I thought to myself that it was all over for me, that the end was near. I could not call God. No words came out of my mouth, I had become mute. I could no longer communicate with the Eternal God. I could no longer call the All-Powerful God to my side!

I felt an enormous suffering before this defeat. It was terrifying! Faced with death, I had a painful feeling of powerlessness. If I could have cried out or yelled I would have! But the Devil had blocked all my psychic and physical faculties. The demonic force dominated my spirit. I saw it sinking towards the gulf, towards death. It didn’t move.

But when my spirit was about to touch bottom, I said to myself that God had not abandoned me.

Hope sprung up again, like a beam of light in the darkness.

The thought that God had never abandoned me revitalized my spirit. I felt it moving toward the surface. I wanted to call to God again to come help me, but my nothing came out of my mouth. I wanted to call the Holy Spirit to rescue me, but I was without a voice.

My spirit desperately tried to come back to the surface. The beam of light could not go out, because my life was in danger. Satan was resolved to kill me, and his power was intensely imposing. My only hope was that God had never abandoned me.

“Can a mother forget the baby at her breast?
And have no compassion on the child she has borne?

Though she may forget, I will not forget you!
See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands”
(Isaiah, Chapter 49, verse 15).

When my spirit was almost at the surface, I felt an energy from deep inside myself. At the very moment my spirit was about to emerge from this profound darkness, my mouth opened and my voice cried out, “Jesus, help me!”

The diabolical power that had paralyzed my physical and intellectual faculties suddenly released its hold and took flight. The very moment I pronounced the name of Jesus, Satan disappeared!

The blood rushed to my fists, and I was able to open my hands. My heart went back to beating its normal rhythm. Then I saw another vision:

“There were three worlds. The first, from above, represented the world above, the world of God. The third world was man’s world – humanity. But in between these two worlds, at the second level, between God and humans, there was the demon’s world. There was a multitude of demons mounting a barricade between God’s world and humanity’s world. Humans could not communicate with God because this swarm of demons kept them from doing so. The demons caused the humans to stray, making them forget God.

Then I saw a path that came down from God’s kingdom and went to the human’s world. It was the only way for humanity to communicate with God, to go near Him. This path was Jesus!”

These were the most terrifying moments I had ever lived until that point. This is one reason why God allowed me to see his Presence. He wanted to leave his perpetual memory in my spirit. He knew that I would be subjected to Satan’s attacks.

If you have any questions, feel free to send me.
(Extract from my biography)

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30 avril 2013 2 30 /04 /avril /2013 23:06

verses blibliques who announce the suffering of Jesus :

7 It hath been exacted, and he hath answered, And he openeth not his mouth, As a lamb to the slaughter he is brought, And as a
sheep before its shearers is dumb, And he openeth not his mouth.


8 By restraint and by judgment he hath been taken, And of his generation who doth meditate, That he hath been cut off from the land of the living? By the transgression of My people he is plagued,


9 And it appointeth with the wicked his grave, And with the rich are his high places, Because he hath done no violence, Nor is deceit in his mouth.


10 And Jehovah hath delighted to bruise him, He hath made him sick, If his soul doth make an offering for guilt, He seeth seed -- he prolongeth days, And the pleasure of Jehovah in his hand doth prosper.


11 Of the labour of his soul he seeth -- he is satisfied, Through his knowledge give righteousness Doth the righteous one, My servant, to many, And their iniquities he doth bear.


12 Therefore I give a portion to him among the many, And with the mighty he apportioneth spoil, Because that he exposed to death his soul, And with transgressors he was numbered, And he the sin of many hath borne, And for transgressors he intercedeth.

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1 avril 2013 1 01 /04 /avril /2013 22:49

The Holy Spirit can manifest itself anywhere, in that its goal is to sensitize the human spirit. Even in a place of entertainment.

What I am about to tell you will seem incredible! One Sunday afternoon, I decided to go to the movies for a change. Haven’t you noticed that it is almost always when we go off the beaten path that something happens to us? It is almost always when we do something out of the ordinary that something happens. So this day I went to see the movie Ben Hur. I was calmly watching the movie.

Near the end of the movie, Jesus was judged and condemned. The Roman soldiers took him to the room where he was to be whipped. Just when a Roman soldier began to whip Jesus, a Voice spoke to me. It said, “It is for you that Jesus was whipped.”

I was suddenly no longer simply watching the movie, but it was as though I had gone back in time. As though I was present in this era! I was witnessing the agony Jesus was suffering.

The Roman soldier continued to slash Jesus’ back with his whip. He didn’t stop flagellating him. Each lash of the whip left a deep mark in his skin.

I was so pained to see his back bruised under the lashes of the whip. It was as though these lashes had been meant for me, yet it was Jesus’ body that was receiving them. And this Voice was telling me that it was for me, because of my sins, that Jesus had sacrificed himself.

There I was, one minute seated calmly in a movie theater to see a movie, and the next I was suddenly transported back to the time of Jesus. I became witness to the sufferings of an innocent man who had given his live for me. I was so moved by the sight of his agony. An innocent man, the Son of God, had sacrificed himself for me!

It was unheard of, incredible! Never had I seen such a phenomenon. Yet I should have been used to it, with all these strange happenings. My emotions were so strong as I watched this biblical scene. I had become a living witness to the famous scene where Jesus accepted to suffer to exchange his life in order to win me back before God!

Then the soldiers took Jesus to the place where he was to be crucified. He walked with difficulty, carrying the heavy cross on his back that had been lacerated by the whip lashes. I hadn’t yet been born 2000 years ago, but Jesus had already seen me. It was for me, to save me from God’s anger, that Jesus had accepted to submit to this torture.

Was I hallucinating? Was this truly a vision that the Holy Spirit had allowed me to see? How could I have been taken back to the time of Jesus? In one bound I’d travelled twenty centuries.

I was totally shaken up when I left the movie theater. This vision proves that anything is possible for God. He is the master of time, of centuries that pass, and of life. A thousand years for us is like a day for God.

Read Essay Ch. 53

If you have any questions, feel free to send me an e-mail.
(Extract from my biography)



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5 janvier 2013 6 05 /01 /janvier /2013 16:18
He was oppressed and He was afflicted,
Yet He did not open His mouth;
Like a lamb that is led to slaughter,
And like a sheep that is silent before its shearers,
So He did not open His mouth.
8. By oppression and judgment He was taken away;
And as for His generation, who considered
That He was cut off out of the land of the living
For the transgression of my people, to whom the stroke was due?
9. His grave was assigned with wicked men,
Yet He was with a rich man in His death,
Because He had done no violence,
Nor was there any deceit in His mouth.
10. But the LORD was pleased
To crush Him, putting Him to grief;
If He would render Himself as a guilt offering,
He will see His offspring,
He will prolong His days,
And the good pleasure of the LORD will prosper in His hand.
11. As a result of the anguish of His soul,
He will see it and be satisfied;
By His knowledge the Righteous One,
My Servant, will justify the many,
As He will bear their iniquities.
12. Therefore, I will allot Him a portion with the great,
And He will divide the booty with the strong;
Because He poured out Himself to death,
And was numbered with the transgressors;
Yet He Himself bore the sin of many,
And interceded for the transgressors.
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9 décembre 2012 7 09 /12 /décembre /2012 14:26

These two dreams are the key to understanding all of my phenomena and apparitions.

I had two dreams that seemed to be original but at the time, they made no sense to me.

In the first dream, I saw myself walking in the woods. I was going toward the center of the woods as though there were a voice guiding me by telepathy. It was raining hard.

When I arrived at the center of the woods, I saw a tree. It was apart from the other trees by about fifteen meters (over 45 feet), and formed a circle around itself. I went to take shelter under this tree. It had fewer leaves than the others. Then I raised my head to look at its leaves, and I saw tongues of fire that were licking them. The tree continued to burn, yet against all logic, as though by a miracle, the fire didn’t consume it. It was still raining, but even more surprising was that the rain could not put out the fire. I admired this phenomenal spectacle.

Because I had been unable to interpret the true sense of this dream, I thought of it as a nice dream, nothing more, and I forgot about it.

That same year, I had a second dream, as strange as the first. I saw four letters written in very large capital letters : YHVH.

These two dreams were original and unusual, but as they didn’t mean much to me, I stored them away in the back of my mind. However, I hadn’t had these two dreams by accident. They were carrying important messages. Three years later, I finally received the revelation of these two dreams, that represented precursory signs. And it was many years later that I understood the true value of these two dreams.

But at the time, I was young and inexperienced. I was quite far from imagining that I was predestined to see these apparitions. These two dreams were presaging a series of strange phenomena that would disrupt my life.

Three years later…I moved and I was living in Paris.

One Saturday afternoon, after strolling in the streets of Paris, I decided to visit the Pompidou Center.

I didn’t know that there was a library in the monument. After having gone up and down the numerous stacks of shelves, I inadvertently took a book – was it really an inadvertent move? I leafed through it. The chapter that I started to read had to do with the life of Moses.
It was this verse:

3:2
- And the angel of the LORD appeared unto him in a flame of fire out of the midst of a bush: and he looked, and, behold, the bush burned with fire, and the bush [was] not consumed.
3:3
- And Moses said, I will now turn aside, and see this great sight, why the bush is not burnt.

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