17/ Dracula - Fact or Fiction?
"But I'm a Drago."
"So what!"
"Don't you understand what Dragonism is?"
"No!"
There was a look of amazement on her face. "Surely you've heard about Dracula."
"Yes, but that's fiction."
"No not entirely, eighty percent is based on historical evidence; you can read about it in any encyclopaedia. Bram Stoker used a historical figure, Vlad the Impaler, a ruler of Wallachia, as a basis for his story, Dracula."
I learnt that Vlad was born around 1430, in Transylvania, second son of Vlad Dracul. Sigismund, the Holy Roman Emperor, had bestowed the "Order of the Dragon", upon Vlad's father, little realising that 550 years later people would form a social group called the "Dracula Society". The Romanian word for "Dragon" is "Dracul". Vlad ruled his subjects sadistically, often impaling those who displeased him. Thousands died by this method earning him the name Vlad Tepes - Vlad the Impaler.
The story became even more bizarre as she continued. "We are direct descendants of Vlad the Impaler and have always worshipped Satan. The first born is always named Vlad."
This information came as a shock. In my sheltered little world I had never come across somebody from a long line of Satan worshippers. I had met James and Theresha for the first time, earlier that evening. They were visitors of Darcell's, a lady to whom I was teaching the Bible. As the couple knew the plans for the evening they had intended to leave as soon as I arrived. Just as well for them they decided to have another cup of tea before departing. While sipping their tea, one question led to another. God by his Holy Spirit, enabled me to give an answer, from the Bible, to every one of their questions.
At one stage in the conversation God revealed to me what Satan was saying to Theresha. When I voiced her thoughts she turned pale and could only stutter, "How did you know?" I pointed out to her that I know nothing and can do nothing, without the help of the Holy Spirit. I spoke out the following:
"Satan just said to you that you had done too many bad things in your life and that God therefore wouldn't accept you." Satan is a liar. The Bible says:
1 John 1:9 "But if we confess our sins to God, he will keep his promise and do what is right, he will forgive us our sins and purify us from all our wrongdoing."
The time flew quickly and before we all knew it 7:30 p.m had turned into 10:30 p.m. At this point James asked if God could restore Theresha's sight. She had been beaten savagely around the head by a former boyfriend, the result being that she had lost the sight of her left eye. The incident had happened about six months earlier.
I explained to all present that; yes, Jesus could heal her, for he was the great physician, but he needed the opportunity to do so. If you are sick in bed and ring the doctor you need to open the door, in order to be treated. You can hardly expect the doctor to diagnose the problem through a closed door. The same principle applies to Jesus. I suggested to Theresha that if she wanted Jesus to restore her sight, she really needed to follow the recommendations of Revelation 3:20.
"Listen! I stand at the door and knock; if anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come into his house and eat with him."
As Theresha and I knelt on the floor, I led her through a simple prayer whereby she asked Jesus Christ into her heart. Halfway through the prayer I felt as if a wall had slid between us.
"What happened when you asked Jesus into your heart?"
"I saw my father's angry face."
Thus the question "Why should your father be angry?" and the response, "But I'm a Drago".
After that little discussion, Theresha rose from the floor and sat on the lounge next to James. Throughout the evening, James had expressed anti-God sentiments. It is sad that people confuse religious denominations with the person of God. James firmly expressed his view that, "Unless I see it I don't believe it!"
Theresha complained of feeling sick, so Darcell made a cup of tea for all of us. Once Theresha had finished drinking her tea I offered to pray for her. Not having met the woman before I was amazed what came out of my mouth. "No longer will Satan kick you around like a ball. No longer will you try to commit suicide." Up shot her arm showing the scars where she had cut herself. The words that next came out of my mouth even surprised me. "I rebuke you foul spirit of rebellion." Her immediate reaction shocked the others more than it did me, for her hands closed firmly around my throat. Instinctively I prayed in the heavenly language God has given me and removed her hands. God next instructed me to cast the spirit of stubbornness from her. As I finished praying, she fainted onto James' lap.
James looked very shaken by what he had seen. Why is it that people only believe in God when they see something out of the ordinary? God's glory can be seen daily; just walking past a rose bush, or seeing a pelican in flight. You only have to watch the news on T.V. or read the daily newspaper, to see Satan at work: murder, rape, robbery etc. Seeing his girlfriend act this way was a shock to James.
Darcell suggested that under the circumstances Theresha should be baptised immediately. Within minutes the bath tub was filled. I was just about to baptise Theresha when God spoke to me. "Why don't you pray for her healing?" I said the simplest prayer asking God to heal every part of her body which wasn't functioning properly. Then I baptised her in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. Having handed her a towel, we all left the bathroom.
Moments later we heard a scream and the words, "Quickly, come quickly!"
"Oh no, what now?" I thought.
As we entered the bedroom we were confronted by Theresha with one hand over her good eye and counting her fingers with the eye that had been blind. The joy that filled our hearts was overwhelming. God had restored Theresha's sight and hearing. Praise your holy name Lord Jesus.
James had really seen God's mighty power at work that evening; more was to come. James' foot was bandaged due to a motor bike accident. He had run into a brick wall, breaking the bridge of his foot. God, this time showed me James' thoughts. "I can't use God, going to him just to heal my foot."
When I spoke out those words James became embarrassed. Without hesitation I placed my hands on his foot and prayed for healing. Immediately he unwrapped the bandages and walked around the room with only the slightest touch of pain. By this time James was well and truly ready to acknowledge the mighty power of God. He also accepted Jesus and was soon afterwards baptised.
You might ask, "Why did you pray for the healing of James' foot without getting him to accept Jesus first, the way you did with Theresha?" The only answer I have is that I don't know. Every person God deals with, is an individual, therefore they need individual treatment. So every person God sends me is dealt with according to the prompting of the Holy Spirit.
By 2:30 a.m. that morning I was ready to leave. As I was about to walk out the door I casually asked who the walking stick belonged to. Theresha answered. "Oh that's mine, I had back problems, but I don't have any more pain since I've been baptised.
Dedicated to Satan as a Baby
Sunday was a great day to rest, but also to reflect on the mighty work God had done in Theresha's life. Monday morning wasn't so crash hot, considering I was terribly dizzy and could hardly get out of bed. All day I had to lie down, feeling as if I was on a merry-go-round that was going too fast.
That night my blissful sleep was rudely interrupted by the ringing of the phone. I made no attempt to get out of bed, so it was left for my daughter to do so.
"Mum, mum, James is on the phone. Theresha is in a bad way." Those words were enough to get me out of bed immediately. The plea on the other end of the phone was, "Can you come quickly? Theresha's father was just here and she is in a bad way."
When I walked into the bedroom I found Theresha sitting in bed. Her body was there, but she seemed to be in a daze, as if her spirit had left her. After prayer she came back to her senses.
"What's wrong?"
"My father was just here, standing at the foot of the bed. He was very angry with me and said that with Satan I could have all the pleasures in life that I wanted. I could drink and sleep around as much as I liked. I was to turn away from Jesus, so that with Satan I could enjoy all the pleasures of the world. All of a sudden, God by Holy Spirit spoke through my mouth and said, 'Yes, but Jesus loves me'. At that point my father disappeared."
My next question asked the obvious, "How could your father be at the foot of your bed, when he is supposed to be in Romania?" Astral travel! Whether it had been a demon impersonating her father, or whether it was the spirit form of her father, I don't know. What I did know was that Satan could pop in and out of Theresha's life as it suited him. He certainly had the power. Saturday night Theresha had accepted Jesus into her heart, on Sunday morning her father had rung her brother, trying to find out what had happened to his daughter. How could a man in Europe, know what was happening halfway around the world, in Australia?
I suggested that the three of us should pray, asking God's guidance as to why Satan could pop in and out of Theresha's life. After a few moments of prayer we compared notes. I asked Theresha first. Her response was negative. While she was talking, she was busily scratching her chest.
"What's wrong? Why are you scratching yourself?"
"The scar under my breast is itchy."
"Well that's interesting. What about you James?"
"I saw this grotesque monster come out of the pit of hell; it had four legs. The fourth leg wasn't quite out. This creature looked absolutely horrible."
My turn came next. "In my mind I saw a small room. The walls were made out of sandstone blocks, the way you see them in a castle. The one thick stone leg, was about waist high. There was a narrow slab of sandstone that acted as a table top."
Theresha became excited at this revelation. She told us how she had grown up in a castle and remembered many instances where buses from the Dracula society would arrive at the front door. Cameras had clicked wildly, much to the annoyance of her father. According to Theresha, she and her seven brothers and sisters were never smacked, except for one occasion, when their father discovered them outside the very room God had shown me.
A terrible thought struck me. "You don't suppose your father dedicated his children to Satan in that room, do you?" "I don't know. But what I do know is that all my brothers and sisters have a scar on their chest, near the heart line. As a matter of fact, I remember when my mother, who is dead now, was pregnant with the eighth child she argued bitterly with my father saying, 'I won't let you do it to this baby'."
Whatever, "doing it" meant, happened when the baby was two weeks old. The gruesome jigsaw puzzle began to form. Christians dedicate their children to God, asking him to look after the child. The Bible speaks of guardian angels.
Matthew 18:10 See that you don't despise any of these little ones. Their angels in heaven, I tell you, are always in the presence of my Father in heaven.
In Theresha's case, a demonic force had been put inside her: the grotesque monster James had seen in his mind. I was speechless!
This whole situation seemed too big for me. After discussing the ins and outs of Dragonism with Theresha, I decided to make some further research at the library, before I would pray. Before leaving I decided to use their facilities. As I entered the bathroom God spoke to me.
"You, with your authority have the power to command that demon, in Jesus' name, to name itself, so that you can cast it out." Just as well God always comes up with good ideas!
As I started to pray for Theresha, commanding the demon to name itself, there was an immediate reaction. For about twenty minutes I spoke the Word of God at her writhing body, until the name Malachi came out of her mouth. After that she sank onto the pillows almost unconscious. When she came to, we all rejoiced, praising God for her deliverance.
"Can I have a drink please?" Theresha requested.
"Make that an extra one for me." I called after James as he left the room. While James was in the kitchen God spoke to me again. "You have been deceived, Satan gave you a false name. Theresha has not been delivered."
Calmly I sipped the cordial, then I revealed to them what God had shown me. Boy was I getting mad. How dare Satan try to trick me! I am a child of God; a servant of the most High and here I was being deprived of my beauty sleep! Where does Satan think he gets off! To say I was angry was putting it mildly.
I whirled around and in no uncertain terms rebuked the lying spirit in her. Next I commanded the guardian spirit in her to name itself. Well, the party really livened up after that! Theresha became like a wild animal; clawing the wall and throwing herself around. Jason who was twice her size, couldn't restrain her. A simple command in Jesus' name had the spirit of violence under control.
Then it was tooth and nail so to speak. Between speaking the Word of God, I was also pleading with Theresha to cry out to Jesus. At this stage a man's voice spoke out of her mouth.
"I have dedicated all my children to Lucifer."
So I had been guided in the right direction after all, not that I doubted God.
As Theresha called upon Jesus, I spoke the Word of God, and the demon finally named itself - a Slavic sounding name. I asked God to wipe that name from my mind and I can't remember it. Again Theresha collapsed and God told me to quickly cast the spirit of E.S.P (extra sensory perception) out of her. Now I understood why the father had been able to contact her whenever it suited him. E.S.P is most definitely not of God; it is evil, as the Bible clearly shows.
Acts 16:16-18 One day as we were going to the place of prayer, we were met by a slave girl who had an evil spirit that enabled her to predict the future. She earned a lot of money for her owners by telling fortunes.
17/ She followed Paul and was shouting, "These men are the servants of the Most High God! They announce to you how you can be saved!"
18/ She did this for many days, until Paul became so upset that he turned round and said to the spirit, "In the name of Jesus Christ I order you to come out of her!" The spirit went out of her that moment.
This time Theresha had been delivered, praise God. She sat up in bed and said, "Have you ever had any part or your body in plaster? I feel as if my whole body was in a plaster caste; but now I am free - what a wonderful feeling!"
I had once questioned God why I always have to go on my own. The reply
came immediately. "God the Father, Jesus Christ the Son and the Holy Spirit
go with you. Besides you have your own army of angels - what are you complaining
about?" "You've got a point there God, sorry for complaining." Well this
certainly had been an interesting night. As usual God by his Holy Spirit
had guided and protected me every step of the way. By 4 a.m I was finally
on my way home. Over the years I have lost touch with the couple, but I
pray even now that God would keep his hand on them.
1/ Fiji
2/ Egypt
3/ Israel
4/ Papua New Guinea
5/ Forgive or I cannot forgive you
6/ Jesus still heals today
7/ Suicide
8/ Long Bay Gaol
9/ Attempted murder
10/ Bathurst Gaol
11/ Angels
12/ How to pray
13/ Cords
14/ Counting the cost
15/ The heart condition
16/ Lorraine
17/ Dracula - fact or fiction
18/ If you love me
19/ Being gay
20/ Faith
21/ Roots
22/ Malaysia
23/ Fiji revisited - 1997
24/ What Jesus means to me
25/ My diary entries
26/ Conclusion