Is it really possible to hear the actual voice of God? I believe that it is, and this is part two of a short series on how to actually hear God’s voice. If you missed part one, where I write about ways God speaks more directly, click here: God speaks! I believe God can speak “directly” using the Bible, a clear voice in your mind, an audible voice, and a slightly brighter thought, among other more obvious methods of communication.
God also speaks more indirectly, or subtly, using a vast array of different methods, and this post will only be a skim and a summary, and I will probably fail to mention several categories. My personal favorite ways of hearing God’s more indirect voice include answered prayer, music, books, peace or lack thereof, and God’s beautiful creation. So let’s get started!
God speaks to us through creation. This is probably my favorite way of hearing the subtle voice of God. For me personally, whenever I marvel at something beautiful in creation (like a sunset or mountain view), deep praise rises within me and I find myself wanting to thank and praise God for his awesome creativity. I believe that God speaks in creation to both prove his existence and to display how awesome he is!
One time on a mommy vacation, I went to a beautiful tropical island for a few days. One afternoon I had some time to do some snorkeling right outside of my hotel room and saw the most beautiful tropical fish underwater. When the sun was shining on them, they lit up from within and the colors were so beautiful and striking. I kept noticing how perfectly the colors coordinated on these small creatures. But then these beautiful little fish would travel into the shade and their colors would no longer shine; they would become dull. I could not see their beauty. In that moment a thought popped into my head: “Heather, you are like these fish. You need my light shining through you so you can shine brighter for me.”
God speaks through blessings and answered prayer. God will show how much he loves us by blessing us with really cool gifts. A few years ago my childhood bestie, Hillary, was dying of terminal cancer. I had taken her to a Heart concert where we were enjoying the opening act from the nosebleed section. Hillary was an atheist but very open to talking about God, and we had discussed prayer and “signs from God” quite a bit. It was announced that there was a “front row seat” contest which we promptly entered from our phones. Hillary turned to me and said “Heath, you should pray and ask God to let us win this contest! That way we can see if he exists!”
“Oh no!” I thought secretly to myself. God does not always answer our prayers in the manner and timing we would prefer! However, I decided to give it a shot and bowed my head and said a prayer that God would bless us with front row seats. Sure enough, we won the contest! We had one of the best times of our lives rocking out in the front row!
Hillary received Jesus Christ as her Lord and Savior two weeks before she died. The moment she bowed her head and prayed with me is one of the best moments of my entire life. She’s now in heaven where I believe she is praying for me and watches over me. I can actually feel her prayers from heaven!
God speaks through Christmas: Have you ever really stopped and listened to traditional Christmas music? We all glibly sing Christmas hymns without really focusing too much on the lyrics, but many of the songs clearly and unmistakably share the good news of the arrival of Christ Jesus! Let’s look at a few verses of some of the more popular songs:
Joy to the world, the Lord is come! Let earth receive her King! Let every heart prepare him room, and heaven and nature sing!
Oh holy night, the stars are brightly shining. It is the night of our dear Savior’s birth!
Hark now hear the angels sing, a King was born today. And man will live forever more because of Christmas day!
Every year for about a month, people all over the world can hear God speak to them about the good news of Jesus, whom he sent to save the world from their sins and so we can have access to eternal life in heaven!
God speaks through unlikely means, including pain. Sometimes God speaks to us in our distress as a way to draw us to himself and so that we will turn to him for comfort and help, and maybe save us from something that is coming up in our future life.
God also speaks through loneliness. I believe what God may be saying is “I know you are lonely. I see you! I love you and I want you to know how much I love you! Open your heart up to having a relationship with me. I will fill up those lonely spots. I see your tears. I have created you for a purpose. I have a plan for your life!”
(By the way, the short paragraph above was not in the original draft. I just added it. I believe someone needs to hear it. Maybe it’s a person contemplating suicide. Why did I write it? It was a thought that would not go away.)
God is also a huge fan of speaking to us in unlikely and unusual ways. There is even a passage in scripture of God speaking through a donkey! An example of God using unusual methods happened to my mom back in the early 1980’s. At the time, she was a single mom of two young girls who happened to be a firm agnostic. She was absolutely not looking for God, but you know the rest!
One day, as she was reading a book by Edgar Cayce, a secular clairvoyant and prophet, there was one sentence that stood out to her about Jesus Christ. Cayce said that Jesus Christ had fulfilled prophecy. In that moment, my mom says a voice spoke directly to her and said the following:
“Linda, I exist. What are you going to do about it?”
That one sentence launched her on a spiritual journey where she eventually came to a place where she ended up believing not only in God, but also in Jesus Christ. God used an unlikely book to change her life and the lives of her two little girls. One of those little girls grew up to be a non-famous blogger of this post you are reading.
God speaks through everything: God speaks through other people, technology, books, all forms of media, music, movies, Internet blogs, the weather, dreams, visions, accidents, pain, coincidences (I call them God-winks), blessings, circumstances, and the list goes on. Another indirect way of God speaking happens to me when I go to church or listen to a sermon online. Suddenly, the pastor will say something that hits close to home and applies perfectly to what I am going through.
Here are a few more ways that God can speak to you…
You will feel a peace
You will feel restless
Your way will seem blocked
Your way will open up
You will have a burden for something
An idea that won’t go away
A “divine appointment” with someone
One word (or number) that keeps coming up
Something unusual or miraculous that happens
Someone will tell you about Jesus Christ
You will feel a conviction of sin
Here is the bottom line of this post: God speaks more than we realize. He usually speaks a bit more indirectly, although for newbies he actually tends to be more obvious. God will draw people who do not yet know him with both his love and his conviction of sin. He will always be consistent with his word (the Bible). God speaks to everyone a bit differently. It is a process to learn how to hear his voice.
Here is a hint I learned the hard way on how to hear from God. First, pray and ask God to speak to you. Wait a moment. If nothing happens, go about your life. After awhile, something will happen. It may be a voice, a thought, a circumstance, a blessing, or your mom will say something completely random that applies to something in your life. You will stop in your tracks and say to yourself, “Wait, was that God?”
Yes, it was! If you are not sure that God exists or even if he cares about you (or the rest of humanity), why don’t you say a prayer, asking him to reveal himself to you? And then sit back and see what happens. Give it a little time and don’t give up. Keep knocking! He will answer!
I want to close with a personal story that illustrates the concept of God’s indirect voice.
The blog that you are now reading is over four years old, but it really started nine years ago with an idea that would not go away. The idea was this:
You should start a blog.
That’s it. It was not even spoken in the King James Version. 🙂 I’m not even 100 percent sure the thought was from God. But the thought would not go away. I argued with myself for about four years before I began to pray about it. What stopped me from writing? I was afraid of failure and rejection. I was afraid that not even one person would ever read any of my posts.
This “loser blog” has now received over 15,600 views! I am grateful and humbled for everyone who has visited. My stats are very small potatoes compared to so many well-known bloggers, but my continual hope is that a seed of truth and faith will be planted in each reader that finds themselves on the pages of permission2speakfreely.com.
God is speaking! Be open to hearing his direct and indirect voice. He loves you!
Be open for surprises too!
You just might find yourself rocking out in the front row of one of your favorite bands!
Several weeks ago my husband found himself in a pickle: he could not locate his inflatable camping mattress anywhere.
He asked me if I had seen it and I told him I had not. Being the Godly wife that I am, I sweetly asked him: “Have you prayed about it?”
No, he had not. Typical male not asking for directions.
He bowed his head and said a quick little prayer asking for God’s location services. Within a matter of moments, an answer came back in the form of a clear thought in his head:
“The mattress is at your office underneath your desk.”
He couldn’t believe it. Why would his camping mattress be there? He did not even remember bringing it to his office.
He grabbed his keys, got in the car, and drove to the office.
Sure enough, he quickly located his camping mattress, right where God told him it would be.
When he returned with his camping mattress in tow, it got me thinking:
Does God really speak to us like that – so suddenly and directly? I know that for me, God usually does not.
This post is my attempt to help you, my Dear Reader, to hear the actual voice of God. If you have followed my writing, I am a fan of both qualifiers and bullet points. Bullets help my brain to think properly, and qualifiers are excellent ways to include many angles and possible outcomes. They are also great outliers of information that need to be considered when forming an argument or thesis.
A few qualifiers in bullet form before we get going:
First, I do not pretend to have a corner on the market for hearing the voice of God. I would say I am fairly sure I am hearing from God about half of the time. The following post is a summary of what I have learned over 30 plus years of being a Christian and wrestling with this topic.
Second, in my experience, God tends to be more indirect rather than direct. It is extremely rare to hear a loud, booming, audible voice from heaven – although it’s not impossible.
Third, if you do not yet have a relationship with God, the number one thing He will be speaking to you about is that he loves you and would like to have a relationship with you.
Fourth, God speaks a bit differently to each person. He is more subtle with me; he may be more obvious with you. God may give you amazing visions and dreams in the night. He may give me nudges and slight impressions. Try to be open to the unique ways he may speak.
The Bible says that God is our Shepherd and his sheep (his children) will learn to hear his voice. We have to believe that God wants to speak to us because He is a communicative and loving Father, Shepherd, and King. It is a process to learn to hear his voice.
God desires us to walk by faith, and not by sight. I suspect that this is why he speaks to us in more subtle ways. God tends to speak to us in a still small voice because he wants us to work at our relationship with him, and that means working at learning how to hear his voice.
God speaks directly and clearly:
The following are several examples of ways God can speak more directly to each of us:
Audible voice: This is how everyone, at first, believes God is supposed to speak to people. I quickly googled “hearing the audible voice of God” and apparently, according to one study, up to 10 percent of Christians have reported hearing God’s audible voice. I have never experienced this and it is my understanding that this is a very rare experience. Let’s look at the life of Jesus himself. There are only two recorded instances of God speaking audibly to Jesus in front of other people. On the first occasion, Jesus is being baptized by John the Baptist and is on the cusp of beginning his earthly ministry. Suddenly, a voice is heard from heaven proclaiming:“This is my Son, whom I love; with him I am well pleased.” (Matthew 3:17) God again audibly spoke later in the book of Matthew saying the same thing, but added in a command:
“Listen to him!”
So although it is possible to hear God’s audible voice, it is not very likely. However, there are several other ways that God tends to speak to humanity.
Through the Bible: I believe the number one best way to hear God’s voice is to actually read his word to you – the Bible. Not sure where to start? Start with the book of John or Mark in the New Testament. They will both give you a bottom line version of Jesus and his earthly ministry. When God speaks to me using the Bible, a verse or two will leap off the pages at me and will impact me more than the other verses. That, or a specific word will stand out to me. Oftentimes I get a “fragment of a verse” in my head. When I look it up in the Bible, it is extremely helpful and encouraging and very applicable to some situation. I believe this is God’s way of speaking to me through his word.
The Bible is a very special book. When you open its pages, you are handling the medium — the physical object — that God will use to speak to you. There are other objects out there used by people to communicate with the spirit world: the Ouija board and tarot cards being two examples. These other objects are all counterfeits and poor substitutes for trying to satisfy the spiritual connection that we all long for.
But the Bible is God’s. It is somehow alive and works mysteriously when you read or listen to its pages. There is a verse in the Bible that speaks to this:
Hebrews 4:12, NIV: “For the word of God is alive and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart.”
In my many years of reading testimonies of men and women who have come to believe in God and Jesus, they cite something along the lines of the following thought:
I opened up my Bible and read it, and discovered that it opened me up and read me.
Clear voice in your mind: Sometimes God speaks to your spirit in clear sentence form, as he did with my husband at the opening of this post. This has happened to me probably seven times in my life.
I just finished The Phantom Prince, written by Liz Kendall, Ted Bundy’s former girlfriend back in the late 60’s and 70’s. One story from Liz’s daughter Molly uses this principle.
One night Molly found herself in a dangerous situation with Ted. She writes:
“At that moment, having seen a physical change in the naked man who was no longer my trusted friend Ted, I started to hear something. Maybe hear is the wrong word; it was like an invisible typist was typing inside of my head. The words came out as knowing. Somewhere deep inside me this quiet presence was feeding me instructions on how to remain safe: “Laugh and smile. Act as if nothing is wrong. Tell him you love him. Tell him this game has been really fun but that you are tired, and you would like to go to bed now.”
Molly survived Ted Bundy that night no doubt due to the mysterious instructions that came to her so suddenly out of nowhere, and she attributed this voice as being from the Holy Spirit himself. On a side note, I studied serial killers and wrote a three-part series on my research. I read many stories of women reporting a “voice in their head” warning them to ‘not do this, do that, go here, don’t go there’ type of thing. I believe that this is the voice of God attempting to help and protect them.
Still small voice/slightly brighter thought:
Another way that God speaks to people is by putting thoughts in their mind. The thought will always be consistent with God’s word. You’ll never have God telling you to go out and murder somebody, for example. But how do you know it is God speaking to you and not your own human thoughts? This is probably my number one challenge but this is what I have come to believe paraphrased from a book I read:
The thought will tend to be a little brighter than all your other normal human thoughts. Think of your human thoughts as a 40 watt lightbulb. God’s voice tends to be an 80 watt lightbulb that will pop into your head. The thought will bring you peace and a sense of knowing.
God also speaks in a small voice to your heart. It will be quiet but you will hear it. I know that these two ways seem opposite (a brighter thought and a quiet voice) and I will admit I have not quite figured this out yet. But both seem to be true.
In conclusion, my amazing friend Ragan (who is the Editor in Queen of this blog, along with my husband) once had a beloved cat that went missing for over a month without a sighting. Ragan prayed day after day with no apparent result. Sadly, Ragan had to move to a different home and was in the process of doing that. One day, she was on her way to a doctor appointment when the Lord spoke to her and told her to go back to the house. Ragan obeyed the still small voice and pulled up to the house. She was delighted to see her missing cat waiting for her on the front porch! Her cat was suffering from either a snake or spider bite and was badly wounded. She rushed him to the vet. Ragan later surmised that he was unable to come home because he was recovering from his wounds.
What I love the most about this closing story is that God showed how much he cared about both Ragan and her kitty cat. God spoke to Ragan with both a still small voice and a blessing.
God is speaking! Let’s lean in and take a listen.
For God does speak—now one way, now another—though man may not perceive it. Job Chapter 33: 14
Stay tuned for part II of this short series where I reveal ways that God speaks more subtly and indirectly.
Sunday night, May 31, 2020 is a night I will never forget.
It was a beautiful and carefree summer evening. Our family was celebrating my son’s 12th birthday and we were having a small celebration with some good friends who live in our neighborhood. The kids were enjoying what I call “old fashioned 80’s play” somewhere in our neighborhood (probably on bikes), while the parents enjoyed a glass of wine and grilled chicken in the back yard. The isolation, low-grade fear, and compartmentalized depression brought on by COVID19 seemed far away.
A little after dinner, I decided to quickly check my email and saw the following message from a member of our neighborhood HOA Board (of which I am a member):
We were contacted this afternoon to ask the HOA Board to alert all residents of a credible threat of criminal activity in our neighborhood and surrounding region tonight. Please take extra care and caution for you and your families and DIAL 911 in the event of any emergency. (I have tweaked the email message for privacy purposes.)
What? I scrolled through more of my emails and found this from our Alderman (city council woman), who also lives in our neighborhood:
There are several credible threats throughout this city tonight. I am trying to be responsible and taking these threats seriously and warning my residents. I apologize that I will not be responding to anymore emails as my phone is ringing off the hook and I have tons of people to contact.
A feeling of low grade fear came into my stomach just then – and it reminded me of the the movie “The Purge.” If you haven’t seen “The Purge,” here is the trailer (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K0LLaybEuzA). In a nutshell, it’s a movie about one designated 12-hour night where all crime is legal. According to the movie, this one night of evil and violence is used for the good of society by bringing about low unemployment, safety, and security the rest of the year. The movie follows one family as they hunker down in their home for the evening.
As I was sitting in my back yard and feeling a little bit purge-like, my 16 year old daughter came home from riding her bike with all the other kids and said: “mom, we saw strange cars I’ve never seen before with people I’ve never seen, driving around our neighborhood. Is something happening?”
We took the party inside the house but we were all on edge. The adults whipped out their phones, trying to get more information about what was going on near our hood. It was then that I noticed a car just sitting in front of the house next door to us (which was vacant), as well as a police cruiser parked on the side of the road.
Just then my phone vibrated. It was a text from a friend who lives fifteen minutes to the west of us. The text said: “be careful – mobs heading your way tonight.”
How did he even find out? Word travels fast.
A little later we wrapped up the party and settled in for the night. My husband and I stayed up past midnight, just watching and waiting. I found myself peeking outside, looking for anything strange or unusual. I prayed for the safety of our home, neighborhood, and surrounding region.
Thankfully, there was no criminal activity that night in our neighborhood or the next, despite a city-wide 8 pm curfew the next evening. However, there was criminal activity in our nearby small city. Many businesses and properties were damaged or destroyed.
A few weeks later, at our HOA meeting, I spoke to the husband of the Alderman who lives in our neighborhood and I asked him about the infamous night of May 31st. This man is a slightly older guy and I didn’t immediately peg him to be up on popular culture, so I was frankly surprised when he turned to me and blurted out the following:
“You mean the night of The Purge? Yes, there was a real and credible threat to our actual neighborhood. My wife was targeted specifically. We had two U.S. Marshalls guarding our neighborhood and our home.”
Wow!! Later I learned that similar events were happening both locally and all over the country.
This leads me to the reason I am writing this post, which is a diversion from what I normally write about.
I believe there is a real possibility that ‘events’ could occur in the very near future, events which will be very difficult for us individually, as families, and as a country. I feel like I need to do my part to alert my readers to this very real possibilityso that they can get ready in the way that works best for them.
These potential events include, but are not limited to, both man-made and naturally occurring events, such as the following:
Civilian unrest that spreads to suburban or rural areas (my story, for example), violent protests over who wins/loses the election (or how long it takes to decide it – I am thinking of the 2000 Gore v Bush election and hanging chads but worse), a rapid rise in COVID cases and the after-effects for both the sick and the well, some sort of power struggle over the Presidency, or an EMP that wipes out society, to name a few man-made options.
Thinking about the above makes me feel anxious. This is what I am doing about it:
This is the number one thing I have been doing with more intensity for several months now. I am praying about our election, praying that the injustices against the black community will get corrected, praying that bad cops will be removed and good cops will be protected, praying that we will have unity as a country, and praying for protection for my family and friends. I am praying for the end of COVID. I am praying for spiritual revival in America. I am also praying that fear will not control me during this uncertain time and that I can be a light in the darkness. I am praying against Satan and praying that I will keep in step with God and share His love with other people.
If difficult things are ahead for our nation, I want to be a lifeline for those in need. In order to be a lifeline for others, I need to get my own house in order.
I am personally acting as though we will need to be (stuck) in our house for three months this coming fall or winter, and I am attempting to get as organized as possible in the event that this happens. In addition to attempting to maintain three months of food in my home (easier said than done) and checking on our city water supply, I am stocking up on things like batteries, gasoline, fire wood, dehydrated food, powered milk, toilet paper, and the list goes on. We also ordered security cameras that we can easily monitor from our phones, ordered a deep freezer (which is constantly delayed), and ordered ahead on our child’s medication. A quick word on water: you can only live three days without water! Although we have city water, we have a backpacking water pump and I just ordered Life Straws for the kids (you can find them on Amazon). My husband periodically complains about the number of Life Straws that continue to arrive. 🙂
I try to do two things each day to get prepared. As I sit here writing this post, I think of my precious kitty cat Quinny Chi, so I am remembering to stock up on her food. I am also experiencing severe dry eye right now, so I am thinking about eye drops and nighttime eye ointment. I have two teenage girls (plus me!) who will need tampons and pads over a three month period as well (no pun intended).
A few last points on preparedness. First, it’s a a gradual process (in my view). Just do a little bit each day. Second, I am not very good at it! What I intend to store, we eat! Batteries get used, toilet paper silently disappears, and medication runs out. I just do the best I can. Third, sometimes I grab extra things not for myself, but for some imaginary neighbor in need (in the future). I want to love my neighbor in case bad things happen.
I have been following a pastor out of Kentucky named Dana Coverstone, and I will post all four of his videos below. He has been having dreams with a “prophetic tendency” which reveal that very difficult times are ahead for our country. One of his prophetic dreams has come to fruition (at least for the months of March and June). In the dreams, he sees a calendar that is slowly flipping pages, with a finger pointing to different months (specifically March, June, September, October (especially the 31st), November, and the winter months of 2021). After the calendar flips to a certain month, he has disturbing visions about what may be ahead for our country, and the words “brace yourself” is what he has been hearing in his spirit for many months. This pastor believes that these dreams are a warning from God of what may be ahead. He then urges everyone to pray and get prepared.
I have no idea if what this pastor says will come true, and there is a very real possibility that he is not hearing correctly from God. It is also possible that God, being very merciful, will respond to the prayers of His children and “change his mind” on the coming events displayed in these dreams. However, it is also possible that God may be allowing difficult things to happen and attempting to warn us through this particular pastor. To watch his first video, click here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jnh5jV3nJyM. God often allows difficult things in order to bring people to an awareness of their need for Him. God uses difficult things for our (eventual) good and for his glory (Romans 8:28).
While personal preparedness and prayer are certainly helpful, at the end of the day my peace comes from my own, very real relationship with God the Father. He is in control of my life and the lives of my family members (and friends). I know where I am going if and when I die, and I can trust in Him because, by nature, God is good. I want to have peace so I can be a light for my family and to help those in need. If I let fear rule over me, I am no longer acting in faith and will be less helpful to myself, my family, and others in need.
Dear Reader, if you do not have a relationship with God, consider turning to Him during this uncertain time. God loves you! If you turn from your sins, Jesus will forgive you and the Holy Spirit will come and live within you. Jesus will help you, guide you, and give you peace. If things get crazy, He will be with you and give you the grace and resources you need to navigate whatever is to come!
In closing, I hesitated to write this post for many reasons. I fear being wrong and I fear being trolled for the way I worded this post. But even if nothing happens and we all go back to our normal lives soon, I still believe that preparedness, prayer, and a deep peace stemming from a God who is in control and loves us very much is not such a bad thing!
“A prudent person foresees danger and takes precautions. The simpleton goes blindly on and suffers the consequences.” Proverbs 22:3 NLT
“Peace I leave with you. My peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.” John 14:27
Here is Pastor Dana Coverstone’s first video from June:
Have you ever experienced a ghost or come into contact with an evil spirit? I sure have, from the ghost who walked up the back staircase of my aunt’s house in the middle of the night, to a spirit who was in my attic for several months, I have definitely experienced many bizarre and ghostly encounters over the course of my life.
During the COVID quarantine, I found myself listening to ghost podcasts while getting things done around the house, and realized that many people have also seen ghosts or have come into contact with something unexplainable and perhaps paranormal. After listening to months of said podcasts, I found myself pondering the following questions:
Do ghosts exist and if so, what are they?
How do you get them to leave your house (or your life)?
And what about malevolent entities (I call them evil spirits or demons); how do you deal with them?
Can ghosts/spirits attach themselves to items you may bring into your home?
Can ghosts/evil spirits attach themselves to animals?
Where does our spirit go after we die, and why is this important?
I cannot tell you the number of stories I heard where people’s lives were disrupted or destroyed because they were experiencing something ghostly or malevolent in their lives or homes, with little to no recourse.
This post is my attempt to help people get rid of things that go bump in the night so they can stay in their own homes and restore some peace and sanity back into their lives.
So let’s gather around the proverbial campfire and start telling some spooky stories, and after that we will get into the weeds.
The first story of the night comes from my friend Kristen, and it involves antique children’s furniture (which I have learned is a big no-no as many people have bad experiences with this, FYI).
Ghost Boy (Kristen’s ghost story) and the Haunted Staircase (my story):
One day my friend Kristen went to an estate sale and bought some antique children’s furniture, but after cleaning the furniture and bringing it into her home, “Stranger Things” started to happen.
The first night, she woke up to what she thought was her young daughter sitting on her legs on her bed. She then felt the child stand up. Kristin sat up in bed and reached for her child, only to find nobody there. The next morning she contacted two mutual friends who had purchased items at the same sale; one said she was also experiencing weird things in her home, and the other had a disturbing nightmare, where children were being tortured and murdered.
The next day, Kristen’s young daughter approached her and told her a little boy named Jameson had been “talking to her heart” and that he had something happen to him that was “really bad.” Her daughter proceeded to put her hands on her own throat to denote strangulation. “Mommy,” she said, “Jameson told me there were chains, choking, and laughter – the bad kind of laughter.” Kristen was alarmed but stubborn; she didn’t want to believe there was a connection to the cool antique furniture she had just purchased and the ghost boy who was communicating with her daughter. The next day she experienced the last straw: Kristen’s daughter started having screaming nightmares from which she could not awake. She then reached out for help.
Kristen asked her father-in-law (a pastor) to come to the house to pray through it. She also contacted me and my friend and we also came through the home and prayed that God would remove the evil spirits/ghosts. Finally, feeling like that just wasn’t enough, she removed all the items from her home and her husband burned everything in a bonfire. Her husband, previously skeptical, commented to her that “whatever was attached to the furniture made the biggest, strangest fire I have ever seen.”
After the great burning of the furniture, and the prayers of everyone who came through the house, all was back to normal and peaceful again for Kristen and her family.
I (Heather) also have a quick ghost story that I will share with you. A number of years ago I stayed with my aunt and uncle who live in Massachusetts and who claim they are haunted by what they believe is a friendly ghost. One night their baby son started to cry and I heard what I thought was my aunt coming up the back staircase to comfort her crying son. After hearing several footsteps up and down the very loud and creaky staircase, I was surprised that the baby was still crying. It gradually dawned on me that I had experienced my first encounter with the ghost! Although I was very afraid, I got up to comfort the baby and prayed over him and his room and he promptly went back to sleep.
I will always remember the way the baby laid down, tucked his little hands underneath his chin, and closed his eyes immediately after my prayer was finished.
Evil in the Attic and the Haunted Hotel (my two evil spirit stories):
Another time, many years ago, as Erik (my husband) and I were trying to fall asleep, we would hear what sounded like many squirrels scurrying around in the attic. The sounds were consistent and annoying, but we were lazy and tired so we let it go on for many months. One day, Erik’s brother Ed came for a visit and Erik and Ed did some work up in the attic. While they were up there, I asked them to look for any evidence of squirrels and report back. They came down later and said: “nothing – no squirrels. And no sign of anything else.”
That night as we were in bed trying to fall asleep, the racket started up again. I looked at Erik and said: “those stupid squirrels!” Right then a thought popped into my head: ‘those are not squirrels.’
Then it hit me like a ton of bricks: could that possibly be a demon, messing around up in the attic? Then another thought flashed through my mind: I never anointed the attic.
Let me briefly explain. Upon moving into the home, I walked around and prayed over every doorway and window in our home – as well as our property line – and touched some olive oil to the tops of all the doors and windows. I prayed for God’s protection in our home and for all evil spirits to leave, in Jesus’s name. However, I had failed to anoint the attic because I didn’t realize we even had one at the time.
I then looked up toward the attic and prayed the following prayer: “Lord, I don’t know if those are squirrels up in the attic, but if they are not squirrels, can you please make whatever it is go in Jesus’s name?”
Immediately there was a very loud bang that filled up our entire bedroom!! It was so loud that Erik and I jumped up in our bed in alarm! We both looked at each other for reassurance and said: “you heard that, right?” After that huge boom there was complete and utter silence.
The attic was as quiet as a mouse for the next nine years we lived there. The next day I promptly anointed the attic.
My last demon (or ghosts, I’m not sure which) story took place just a few years ago as I was staying in Florida during a weekend getaway. It was around 7 pm and I was watching TV in my hotel room alone. All of a sudden I heard a commotion coming from the closet in my room. The closet was about ten feet away from my bed, near the front door to the room. I heard loud noises coming from the closet and could see several hangers moving back and forth violently on their own. This went on for a few moments and then died down. Of course I got up to investigate and found nothing in the closet (and the room next door was empty). Although I wasn’t sure what was going on and what made the hangers move on their own, I commanded the spirit to leave in Jesus’s name nonetheless. All was peaceful after that.
I have had many other demonic issues in my home over the years – from sleep paralysis, to strange noises in my bedroom, to a “black bat” that my daughter would see in the corner of her room, to the watcher at the top of my landing that my daughter and my cat would see – all of these incidents were dealt with the same way; by making the evil spirits leave in Jesus’s name, or just by asking God (through prayer) to protect our family and make the spirits leave our home.
Evil attached to animals: Haunted Horses (Dave Appleby’s story)
From Dave: several years ago, I was asked to do a “horse cleaning.” Somehow a woman got my name and contacted me about coming over and praying over her horse barn and horses. Her brand new, expensive cutting horses (horses that work with calves) were terrified to be in the horse barn. They would stand with their heads facing outside through the Dutch doors all the time. When the doors were open, they would run to the far corner of the paddock and would not return to their stalls unless they were dragged. They would not eat and were obviously terrified in the barn.
The woman told me that one of her friends had seen some dark figures moving between the stalls in the barn. While I had never worked with horses before, I decided to give it a try. My colleague and I drove over to her ranch, met her, and was given a tour of the horse barn. Like she said, both horses stood with their heads facing out into the paddock. It was a rare brutally cold windy day in February. After warming up after our tour we started to work our way through the barn, stopping at every stall and commanding in the name of Jesus that any demon/evil spirit that was in the stall leave. We then asked the Holy Spirit to come and bring His peace.
After cleansing four or five stalls we came to where the first horse was standing, head turned away from us. I said the same thing that I had said over each of the other stalls. When I did, the horse turned completely around, put his head up to be caressed, and then started to eat. The owner said in shock, “His eyes are different.” The second horse, meanwhile, was still standing in the next stall with his head out the window. I did the same thing with exactly the same results. The horse turned around, put his head up so it could be stroked, and then started to eat. Whatever had been tormenting these two beautiful creatures was gone. The owner reported a few days later that the horses seemed a bit disoriented the next day (a common experience among people and, apparently horses as well) but were absolutely normal in the following days.
So as these stories and many others illustrate, there are many people, homes, and even animals that experience unwanted entities. And yes! Many people experience a haunting that moves around with them! In other words, an entity that stays with them no matter where they go in life (I heard many stories to this effect).
But before I give my perspective on what to do, we need to figure out what we are dealing with. And please bear in mind that this is only my perspective; feel free to take it or leave it.
What are ghosts?
After months of listening to ghost podcasts (Real Ghost Stories online and Paranormal Mysteries among others), searching the internet, watching ghost hunter-like shows on TV, reading Nancy Drew books :), and reading the Bible (yes, the Bible has one legit ghost story), I have come to the following conclusions about ghosts:
Yes, many are evil spirits or demons – some are demons purporting to be a departed human spirit but are really not, and in some cases, they are an evil spirit that was previously attached to the person who has died. Sometimes it’s not a ghost at all but just an actual evil spirit who is attached to you, your property, or your possessions. And yes! Demons can be attached to objects and enter your home that way. The Bible says that demons prefer to attach themselves to something or someone and do not like to just wander the earth. There is even one story where Jesus himself says that demons will return back to their same house with “seven spirits more wicked than themselves” (Matthew Ch. 12). And while we are on the topic, Jesus was the first legit exorcist and constantly removed evil spirits from people’s lives in order to both help people who were tormented, and also to prove that he was the actual Messiah.
There are some that are actual ghosts, but I would refer to them as departed human spirits sent down from heaven in order to help or encourage someone, or in the case of the one story in the Bible (I Samuel ch. 28), to give a warning or a rebuke. I heard several stories where immediately after someone died, someone saw the spirit of that person or dreamed of him or her. I don’t have a huge problem with this scenario if it doesn’t lead to a long-term haunting and it does not cause fear or dread. And just to be fair, I heard stories where people had ghosts in their homes that did not seem to scare or bother them. I just know that I, personally, would not want anything in my home unless it was sent from Heaven above.
I heard a few stories about astral projection, where a living person used the powers of the occult (Satanism) to separate their spirit body from their physical body and terrorize someone without the other person knowing that it was an astral projected spirit.
Finally, some stories are not the result of ghosts or demons, but have a logical explanation. It just might take time to figure out what is really going on. And some stories do not fit into a neat category and are simply labeled “unexplained.”
Before we can get to the “how to deal with spirits” part of this post, we need to figure out what happens to a person’s spirit after they die.
What happens to a person’s spirit after they die?
I would say this depends on what you believe. I believe in the Bible, which says that, after a person dies, they stand before the Lord and give an account of their life. If that person has received forgiveness of their sins and knows and loves Jesus Christ and has allowed Jesus to be their Savior and Lord, they will enter heaven for all eternity. If they have not, then they will not be able to enter heaven and will either cease to exist (not standard Christian theology but leaving room for this possibility) or will enter hell for eternity.
The Bible does not say that departed human spirits come back to the earth and haunt people, places, houses, or animals.
However, if you don’t believe that the Bible is true, then consider the words and stories of those who have actually died and come back from the dead. I recently finished an amazing book called Imagine Heaven by John Burke, who interviewed over 100 people who experienced a near death experience, or NDE. Here is a short blurb about the book on Amazon:
For decades, Burke has been studying accounts of survivors brought back from near death who lived to tell of both heavenly and hellish experiences. While not every detail of individual NDEs correlate with Scripture, Burke shows how the common experiences shared by thousands of survivors–including doctors, college professors, bank presidents, people of all ages and cultures, and even blind people–point to the exhilarating picture of Heaven promised in the Bible.
Bottom line according to the NDE-ers: departed human spirits do not seem to float around down here on earth – haunting, helping, or harassing people who are still alive (from all of the testimonies I read). The NDE-ers who head in an upward direction report either seeing loved ones who have already passed, Jesus himself coming towards them with great love oozing out of his eyes, colors they have never seen before, amazing music playing in the background, etc. OR conversely, going down down down to complete and utter darkness, with demon spirits mocking them, scaring them, and doing very bad things to them, etc. I did not read testimonies of people who were able to wander the earth for a period of time without heading in one direction or another. Just sayin’.
Please feel free to check out the stories themselves for further information (link above).
How do you get unwanted spirits to leave you alone?
Option one: you can ask them to leave:
If you are not a follower of Jesus Christ (Christian), here is an option for you that I would not believe had I not heard several stories that affirmed this approach. Many people sense a ghost and actually say something like this in the direction they believe the ghost is lurking: “Hey, I know you are here. But you are really scaring me, and you need to leave. So please leave.” For whatever reason known to man, this method can actually work. Many people have reported a peaceful home after asking a spirit to leave. In my humble opinion, this method works better if the ghost does not seem to be malevolent. You can also try getting help from a pastor, deliverance minister, or by cleansing your home (more on this in a moment).
Option two: you can command them to leave (in Jesus Name):
I must qualify this and say that this method will only be effective for followers of Jesus Christ (Christians). I do not recommend this method unless you are a sincere follower of Jesus.
If you are already a believer in Jesus Christ, God gives you the authority to command the demons to leave you in Jesus’s name. Luke 10:19 says this: “I give unto you the authority to trample on serpents and scorpions, and to overcome all the power of the enemy, and nothing shall by any means harm you.”
You can cast the demon out of your home in Jesus’s name, and it will go away, because it must obey the name of Jesus. You can say something like this: “Whatever is bothering me at night doing this and that (fill in the blank), or whatever is attached to me, or whatever came into my home or is attached to this or that (fill in the blank), I rebuke you and command you to leave me and my home in Jesus’s name.” The spirit will/should leave you in Jesus’s name. However, if the spirit doesn’t go that easily, try this….
Option three: you can cleanse your house or ask for help:
Again, if you are believer and follower of Jesus, I would recommend anointing your house with olive oil (the tops of the windows and all of the doors, and then the four corners of your property line) and commanding all evil spirits to leave in Jesus’s name. Pray that God would seal your home with his Holy Spirit and not allow bad spirits to enter. Then pray that God’s peace and the Holy Spirit would fill your home. You can also call your clergy person or a deliverance minister and have them go through your house to cleanse it of ghosts and evil spirits as well. And to be fair, even if you are not a follower of Jesus, many people have cleansed their homes with some success (there are many methods I learned). You would have to google these options for yourself.
I will leave you with one final thought and one last story before you go:
Final thought: you never have to stay in a scary situation – there are things you can do. That ghost that you are experiencing might be a demon, and God may be using this experience to open your eyes and draw you closer to Himself. Remember – God loves you! And He wants to help you, you just need to ask.
Final story: my daughter Claire kept complaining about the “large black bat” that was in the corner of her bedroom that scared her. I let it go for a few days, thinking it was her imagination. But after a week or so with no relief, I waited until she was fast asleep and crept into her room and looked right at the corner in her room where she said the “black bat” was lurking, and told the demon to get the hell out of my house, in Jesus’s name!
Later, I asked Claire about the bat and she said simply, “Oh, it flew away mom!”
Of course it did.
And finally, Kristen’s own words, as she reflected on bringing the haunted furniture into her home:
Although what happened to me was probably one of the scariest times in my entire life, I am overall grateful for this experience as it has taught me that demons really do exist, that there is power in the name of Jesus, and that when I was in that fearful situation, God sent people to help me. Also, this experience was a real turning point for me in my own walk with God and I can now look back and see how it was used for my good and the good of my family.
About a year after we moved halfway across the country for my husband’s job from DC to the Chicago area, I was having coffee with my real estate agent in our newly remodeled kitchen. We were discussing the move and how hard it was for me, and how I was still completely focused on helping my kids adjust and very busy getting our house remodeled. I confessed I was still struggling to find my purpose here and lamented that it was difficult to make kindred-spirit friendships. In a moment of self-pity, I said the following:
“I feel like there is nothing in this move for me.”
I waited, wondering if she would come back with a corrective/judgmental comment. Instead, she looked at me with sympathy in her eyes and said the following:
“Yes, it’s always harder for the trailing spouse.”
“What – or who – is the trailing spouse?” I asked her, not realizing that someone in my shoes had an official title.
She explained it this way: “Well, it’s usually the wife, to be honest. And she is trailing after her spouse. Usually she moves because her husband got a new job in a new area. And after they move into the new home she is socially isolated and has no real friends. And she is trying super hard to help her kids adjust and be a cheerleader for her husband, and to handle all the details of the move and potential remodeling and everything else, but she ignores her own needs to support her family. It’s very hard for her, but she keeps it hidden. She is still grieving the loss of the move, and there are many losses.”
Her statement was spot-on for me.
The trailing spouse is defined this way from an article I found:
Trailing spouses, usually women, end up doing a vast amount of emotional labour, not just for their households and their children, if they have them (helping teenagers adapt to new countries or dealing with toddler jet-lag), but for themselves. In the rest of my life, I’m used to being independent, interesting. I have hobbies. This trip, I’m the addendum, the afterthought.
So yes, moving can be very hard for the trailing spouse, especially if she didn’t want to move in the first place (like me). However, there are many benefits to moving, and my goal for this post is to give hope to those who are faced with an upcoming move, or have recently relocated and are still hating it. In order to write a better post, I read one really good book on moving, conducted some internet research, and consulted with two of my very best friends, Ragan and Sandie, who themselves have moved several times and have experienced the pros and cons of moving, many times over.
I also need to add a qualifier, because not every move is an unwanted move. Many people may be excited to move because they are….
Moving to a better home in the same general area,
Moving to be closer to loved ones (family, friends),
Moving to a warmer weather climate from a colder one,
Moving to a welcoming built-in community (think church, military, or school community with casseroles and deep friendships upon arrival)
Moving as a person who loves new adventures or thrives on change
And one more qualifier: I realize that trailing spouses can also be men, and there are a lot of single men and women who also may face an unwanted move. Although I wrote this article for wives who are trailing after their husband’s jobs, please hang with me as I believe there will be something in this blog post for you, too.
So let’s dig into the why…why moving is it so hard for the trailing spouse (and for everyone else, frankly), and then we will discuss the eventual benefits of moving.
I am going to highlight just three bullet points on the difficulties related to moving, as there is already much written on the topic of why moving is so hard for everyone on the planet.
First, moving is one of the most stressful life events, on par with divorce:
From the decluttering to the packing to often being a single parent for months before the move (as in our case), you will feel like it’s all on you, because honestly and sadly, much of it is. You will have to hold down the fort at your current home, pack it up, put it on the market and keep it perfect, all while you look frantically on-line for a new one.
While I am not here to debate the stress level of moving vs. divorce, let’s just agree that moving is incredibly stressful.
Second, moving is a grieving process with many external and internal losses:
For starters, there is saying goodbye to your family, friends, home, and your neighborhood. It’s also the loss of identity and potential job for the trailing spouse, loss of a beloved church or house of worship, and loss of all familiar things. It’s like walking away from the warmth and comfort of a warm blanket into a blinding blizzard without a coat. It’s dealing with fear and anxiety but lacking the regular resources and comforts of coping that you are familiar with.
And this brings me to grieving. Our American society is not very good at this, but in order to effectively move, and then restart your life in a new area, grieving is an important component of our human development and eventual healing. There are five stages, and all of them need to be felt and dealt with properly (and not stuffed deep inside, because you are strong).
Thirdly, moving is overwhelming (before, during, and after the move):
From Sandie, as she discusses just one aspect of her to-do list: Every state has its own set of rules and protocols, visits to the DMV, driver’s license renewals, and in some cases professional license renewals. To continue my teaching career, I had to apply for licensure in each state. It took time, money, classes, and patience. It can be a daunting task to reestablish yourself professionally. Not to mention navigating where to shop and find the best deals near you.
Although moving is super stressful, hard, and expensive, there is always a silver lining to every dark cloud. Below are just a few of the upsides of moving that I have discovered over the last almost two years:
Moving is a clean-slate for your schedule:
I honestly enjoyed this small benefit right away: after the boxes were unpacked, I had almost nothing to do except drive my kids around and figure out design choices with respect to our remodeling projects. I enjoyed not having the usual demands on my time and decided to be very careful and deliberate about what commitments I added back in.
From Sandie: We live in busy times. Life’s demands pull for our time and our attention. Usually we have too many commitments on our schedule to manage, but moving gives us a chance to reprioritize. Without restraints on our time, it allows us to be in the moment, to slow down to savor that cup of coffee, read that book, or just take time in the solitude to mediate. Busyness can rob us of joy. A clean slate allows us to choose our paths of joy. Tired of having to run somewhere every night of the week to a commitment? Then don’t, just say no. I’m reminded that saying no to the good things allows you to say yes to the best things.
Time will go slower because everything is brand new:
Did you know that time moves more slowly when your brain is trying to figure out new things like a new area or a new job? It sure does. That’s because your brain encodes new experiences only, not boring and routine ones, and over-represents new experiences, thus making them seem longer. In essence, when you move, everything is brand new and time slows down. Here is a post I wrote about this topic.
I strangely enjoyed not having everything figured out already, and I savored all of the many new experiences, sights, smells, and tastes of our new home and area.
It’s a clean slate for your friendships:
After you move away, that change alone will clarify your true friendships and weed out the ones who were not meant for you long-term. As far as making new friends, I was able to decide who I wanted to be friends with in my new area. I was forced to go out of my comfort zone and pursue and invite women into my life, which I have definitely tried to do, as I am a very relational person.
And technology helps tremendously with keeping in touch with old friends, and especially for my teen girls who can very easily keep in touch with all of their old friends from DC.
You may find better career (or ministry) options in your new area:
Sometimes moving gives you career options that you never would have where you currently live. As for me, I have always been interested in a career in law enforcement but went another direction in college. After we moved, I started to re-imagine my career as a Private Investigator. A few months ago, I was connected with a wonderful Christian PI who helped me to navigate the complexity of breaking into the PI world. A couple of months ago, I was able to get a part-time entry level job in the PI field (with his help), conducting residency checks and surveillance for local school districts. I don’t think I could have done this work in the DC area. In addition, running for Congress or another government position has always been in the back of mind. DC is saturated with go-getter-government-types, and I believe it would be very hard to win a government seat in that area.
Moving builds character and personal development in many areas:
Moving forces you to broaden new horizons, face fears, be a pursuer, wait patiently, soul-search, look at the agenda going on inside of yourself, mourn losses, deal with loneliness, reach out to new people, and heal. Moving is much like a much-needed workout. It might be painful in some ways, and you hate doing it, but it’s super good for you in the long-run.
And it’s true; I have definitely grown as a person after this move.
Moving builds spiritual development:
Again, this is much needed for most of us. An excellent book on the topic of moving had this to say:
What is God trying to teach me through all of this?
Security does not come from a house (or any other thing, forthat matter).
Real security comes only from trusting God.
To grow as a person, you need to move beyond your comfort zone.
Spiritual growth comes in learning to depend on God to meet your needs.
People, places, and things should not be held too tightly. They can keep you from embracing what God has planned for you.
(Source: After the Boxes are Unpacked, Susan Miller, page 17.)
I would say that for me the above rang true, and I would add: moving strips me of things I find security in and helps me to focus more on the two most important relationships in my life: God, and my family. Every single time I moved, much good has come from it, both personally, and professionally.
Moving is good for your kids:
Dear mama, this will be one of the hardest parts of the move and therefore I will not even attempt to sugarcoat it. Here is my advice to you: as hard as it is, try to stay calm and positive and point your kids in the direction of “seeing the good” in the move. Tell them you will go back and let them visit their old friends (and then do it!). Tell them they will be able to keep in close touch with their friends through technology. You can be honest with them and let them know that you understand how hard this is for them, but try to keep your kids on the same team as your husband and you.
I know it’s very hard to watch your kids struggle and face difficulties during the move, but like a butterfly coming out of its cocoon, your kids need some difficulties in life to develop them in well-rounded ways. Moving teaches them (and you, mom) how to make new friends, be flexible, learn new social skills, embrace change, and be open to new adventures. I know that some kids really struggle with moving, and I encourage you to dig into ways you can help your kids to adjust to a new home, school, and life. Technology is a huge help! Our kids regularly keep in touch with many of their old friends through various Apps and video games, and my kids are all doing much better almost two years into this move.
You get to explore a brand new area:
Lastly, you will (most-likely, unless you are moving to Siberia) greatly enjoy exploring your new area. We have loved visiting the Ocean (Lake Michigan), and Chicago is an amazing city with so much to do! Wisconsin (within driving distance) has lots of lakes and, believe it or not, boasts the Water Park Capital of the World (or at least the US).
I want to close this post with two current challenges (for me).
First, I am still struggling with the move in the area of making deep friendships. Yes, I have made a couple of good friends, but I am praying and hoping to make more. Second, I am still working on being content, joyful (happy) and grateful for moving and in every area of my life. The move has forced me to turn to the Lord and develop a deeper relationship with Him and my family. God has tested me in the area of contentment and trust. I am clinging to Romans 8:28, where God promises to work “all things together for the good” in my own life, and for His glory. “All things” includes this move. God allowed it and He will work it for my good.
In closing, I am happy to report that almost two years into the move, things are going much better and my “winter of discontent” is now over. I am starting to “see the good” in the move, both for me and my family and especially my husband, as his former company (the one we left and moved away from) is now completely dismantled. There are many good things about the Chicago area (sans the weather) and all of us have made a few friends and are enjoying the area and all it has to offer. I definitely have less commitments so therefore I have more time, and I love my new PI job that I never would have been able to land in the DC area.
I will end this post with some advice given to me from my dear friend Ragan, a military spouse, who has moved eight times in 15 years:
There is no doubt that moving is a pain (and honestly, I hope I have many years to come before I have to do it again), but I also know that attitude and perspective are critical. The motto of the U.S. Marine Corps is Semper Fidelis meaning “always faithful.” The motto of the U.S. Marine Corps spouse is Semper Gumby—“always flexible.” We have no choice but to be flexible as we know we are “likely” posted in a duty station for two to three years. I try to jump in with both feet immediately. Our first goal was always to find a church and get involved as quickly as possible rather than visit several over periods of months to find the “perfect” one. I went to events and did my best to connect with other wives in my husband’s command.
I made memories, and most importantly, I made life-long friendships. I toured other countries, hosted many friends and family members, and lived as if I were going to be there forever. Sometimes we can be short-sighted or feel sadness at always having to uproot and so we guard and protect our hearts. I trust there is a time for this, and I know that it is natural for us to do so as well. But I also know the joy of going all in and reaping the benefits of vulnerability and effort.
As Heather shared, I too am a trailing spouse, and I never trail alone. I bring family with me. I bring friends with me. And most of all, God is with me. I hope to keep growing in maturity all the time, and the pressure cooker of a move sure is a good way to test that.
Amen! May we all (including myself) grow in the area of flexibility, being deeply rooted no matter what, being open to change and adventure, and being content and joyful in every area of life, including a move!
Did you ever play with the Ouija board as a teenager at a slumber party? Or find one in your grandma’s attic and give it a try? Or did you walk past a Stranger Things version of the board at Target and pick one up out of curiosity? How about making one from scratch using a pen, paper, and deodorant cap and then seeing if it would work at a Christian summer camp?
Before I start this post, I need to add a qualifier:
My Ouija board story is not that compelling. Rather, it is interesting – as are most stories about the paranormal.
Also – this blog post is divided up into five quick parts. First, my story. Second, the short history of Ouija boards. Third, a question: are Ouija boards innocent board games or sinister gateways to spirits? Fourth, the bottom line on evil spirits. Finally, closing thoughts and advice to parents.
My Ouija board story:
When I was 13 or 14 years old and in the beginning of my teenage rebellious stage, my parents sent me to a weeklong Christian summer camp in upstate New York called Delta Lake Youth Camp. One afternoon, a few (also rebellious) friends and I were were huddled together in our cabin, staring down at a hastily assembled Ouija board made with a sheet of paper and an upside down deodorant cap. I had quickly written out the alphabet and then put “YES” in one corner and “NO” in the other one.
We were good to go.
One girl, Paula, stood to the side with a frown on her face. She was the oddball sincere Christian girl stuck with a bunch of not-as-good girls in a small cabin.
And although I had been warned that Ouija boards were a doorway for the devil himself, my curiosity got the best of me and I found myself across from a friend with the planchette (aka deodorant cap) between us, asking innocent teenager questions.
“Does Derick like me?” I asked the board. Derick was a blond-haired, blue-eyed boy at camp that I had a crush on.
I had two fingers on one side of the deodorant cap, and my friend had two fingers on the other side. For a moment, nothing happened. Then slowly, the cap between us moved to YES.
“Did you move it?” I asked my friend who was playing with me. She nodded no, with wide eyes.
We asked it more questions, with the board moving on its own each time.
“See, it works!” I told my friend Melanie, a skeptic.
I then asked it another question: “who do you want to play?” (Meaning, who of us girls – and there were about six of us – would the Ouija want to interact with?)
Immediately the board sprung to life and spelled out P – A – U – L – A. The cap moved so quickly and with such force – completely on its own.
We all turned to look at Paula, who turned as white as a sheet and then abruptly left the cabin. After that, we felt compelled to stop the game, as we were all thoroughly freaked out. Later, both Melanie and I regretted our decision to interact with the board and never touched it again.
Quick history on Ouija Boards:
Ouija boards started out as Talking Boards, as a way for grieving families to communicate with their dead loved ones. According to Wikipedia:
As a part of the spiritualist movement, mediums began to employ various means for communication with the dead. Following the American Civil War in the United States, mediums did significant business in presumably allowing survivors to contact lost relatives. The ouija itself was created and named in Baltimore, Maryland, in 1890, but the use of talking boards was so common by 1886 that news reported the phenomenon taking over the spiritualists’ camps in Ohio.
Science debunks the Ouija board and credits it to involuntary movement (with studies to back this up), however there is much anecdotal evidence and witness testimony to support the claims that Ouija boards are a tool to communicate with spirits.
Are Ouija boards innocent or sinister?
Before I give my personal thoughts, below are two opinions from men who regularly interact with the paranormal and have heard hundreds of Ouija board stories. To my knowledge, these men are not overly religious and are only forming their opinions based on stories they have heard firsthand, or their own direct knowledge.
Tony Brueski, the popular podcaster of Real Ghost Stories Online (I am a subscriber!), was asked his opinion of Ouija boards during a facebook live webcast, and he said the following: “No- don’t go for it. It’s one of the those things where things could go horribly wrong very quickly, and it’s hard to know what may actually end up happening with your situation. So I would never suggest using it.” (October 20, 2017 Facebook Live, 18 minute mark.) Tony has heard close to 200 Ouija board stories on his thousands of podcasts. He stated in another podcast that only 1 in 200 Ouija board stories he has heard are beneficial to the participant. (To hear a very compelling Ouija board story from Tony’s podcast, click here: http://www.thegravetalks.com/the-devils-board/)
Below are three (legitimate) Amazon reviews of Ouija boards for your consideration:
Okay so I bought this because I don’t believe in all that spirit or ghost talk type of junk. But I can honestly say so many crazy things was happening in my house after we open it up, we didn’t even play with it!! THINGS DISAPPEARED AND REAPPEARED more than once my husband thought I was lying until he dropped his lighter outside and couldn’t find, followed by the next day his lighter was sitting on the kitchen table! Wtf!!!! (Key Martin, Reviewed in the United States on December 9, 2018.)
Listen, I bought this thinking I could use it to talk to my grandma. Instead, I made contact with a demon that openly admitted to wanting to hurt me. Since purchasing and using the board, the span of less than one week, I have been scratched twice, my sister and I have both heard knocking, I heard breathing, tapping, and knocking tonight alone. Also, my sister left for college and obviously turned her light off but I saw when I left my room that it was still on, 12 hours later. This thing worked but is no joke. Also, DO NOT PLAY ALONE!!! This allows easier manipulation and possible possession. (ExoticShawol reviewed a product · Aug 5, 2017.)
And just to be fair and balanced, here is one five star review: I was a skeptic to be honest. But with just a little practice my daughter and I were able to speak with dead relatives in no time. Knowing that those who have passed are still around and we have a way to contact them has been amazing. Just be careful, sometimes bored spirits will try and pass themselves off as people you know just to mess with you. If that happens, just know that you will likely have to move to a new house, and in some cases they may follow you and you may need to seek out a professional to help with their removal. (DavidDoesReviews Reviewed in the United States on July 29, 2018.). (Heather’s note: ummm – and this was a five star review?)
My opinion: I believe that Ouija boards can be/are definitelydoorways for an evil spirit to communicate with you. I truly believe that we were interacting with a demon that day many years ago at our Christian camp.
“But what about using the board to communicate with dead relatives?” one may ask. There is a very long answer to this question, but the short one is this: I do not believe you are communicating with your dead relative, but rather with an evil spirit who is purporting to be your dead relative. I think there is a small place for human spirits to come down from heaven for a specific reason (at God’s command and for God’s purposes), but interacting with you through a Ouija Board is not one of those reasons. More on this in a future post.
The Bottom line on demons/evil spirits:
I have been a committed Christian since my teen years and have studied this topic extensively. Here is what I have learned about evil spirits:
Evil spirits cause fear, distract, destroy, divert, discourage and overall deceive a person so they will never have a relationship with God through Jesus Christ. Evil spirits/demons are underlings of Satan and do his work, and they can oppress both Christians and those who do not have a Christian faith.
Anything you do to open up a doorway to them is a very bad thing that you should overall avoid. If you open up a door to them, there is a remedy to close that door, and no, it’s not pointing the planchette to “goodbye” and other ways people say is the proper way to rid yourself of the spirit. Here it is: first, try prayer. God is a very loving and merciful God. Ask God to help you to get rid of the evil spirits you have let into your home and into your life. You can also consider repenting of your sin of interacting with demons and receive God’s forgiveness. Then pray that God will make the evil spirits leave you, in Jesus’ name. If you are already a believer in Jesus Christ, God gives you the authority to make the demons leave you in Jesus’ name. Luke 10:19 says this: “I give unto you the authority to trample on serpents and scorpions, and to overcome all the power of the enemy, and nothing shall by any means harm you.”
The bottom line of ridding your life of evil spirits after playing the board? Pray to God to help you to get rid of them. Then get rid of the board.
Closing thoughts and advice to parents:
I do believe that interacting with a Ouija board opens a doorway of some kind for evil spirits to not only interact with you, but then potentially lead you down some path either towards more paranormal involvement, or – worst case – the spirit will think he has the right to set up shop in your bedroom at night and harass and terrify you.
If your teenager asks you what you think of the Ouija board, tell him or her to run for the hills. If you find out they have been playing with it, ask them how they are doing with that, and ask if they have sensed any changes in themselves or in the home since they began playing with it. If they say yes (or no!), walk them through the above steps. And then help them to stop.
Remember, evil spirits want to cause fear, or distract/discourage someone away from turning to God (or turn someone from more closely following God). By contrast, remember Jesus’ words: “The thief (Satan and his evil spirits) comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life – and and have it to the full.” (John 10:10)
If you are looking to interact with a spirit, why don’t you consider interacting with the Holy Spirit through prayer? Ask God to come into your life and reveal Himself to you, speak to you, and fill your life with His goodness and love. Read the book of Mark in the Bible. It’s short, sweet, and to the point; it gives the bottom line of Jesus’ earthly ministry.
So leave that sinister Ouija board at the Amazon facility (or Target) where it belongs, and warn your kids not to play with it at their friends’ slumber parties – or at Christian summer camps.
The word I would use to describe our current adoption situation.
I quickly googled the definition of “stalled” and this is what comes up on my Iphone:
To stop running, typically because of an overload on an engine.
Stop or cause to stop making progress.
The second definition definitely applies, but the first one I find intriguing and wonder if there is some truth in that one, too.
Quick backstory: we are an adoptive family with three kids – two teenage girls and one tween boy. Our first two kids we adopted as infants from the United States, and the third adoption took place eight years ago in the middle of the coldest winter on record in Ukraine as we adopted an eight year old girl from an orphanage in Poltava. After several years of adjusting Khloe into our family, we decided to begin the process of our fourth (and hopefully final) adoption of another boy. We decided to adopt from the small baltic country of Latvia, because Erik’s entire family is from Latvia and his grandmother has an amazing WWII survival story, which you can read about here: https://permission2speakfreely.com/2016/11/29/escape-from-latvia-annas-story-part-i/
Because Erik’s parents were born in Latvia, I was able to obtain my husband’s Latvian citizenship (which in itself took several months to obtain). We had heard that being a Latvian citizen would allow us to adopt a younger, healthier child.
So, three years ago we turned in all of our paperwork (which took months to complete) to the country of Latvia and waited for a referral of a young boy between the ages of 4 and 7 (Logan was 8 at the time). We were told by our adoption coordinator that we would receive a referral of a little boy in the next few months. Yay! We were excited and hopeful.
However, as the months flew by, our excitement turned to frustration which turned to uncertainty until finally two full years passed without a referral. So we decided to change and expand our criteria so that it would increase our chances of adopting. We allowed for an older child with additional special needs, and said we would also take a sibling group. And then all of our paperwork expired and we had to do it all over again. But still nothing.
So after three years of waiting, it has dawned on us that we entered the Latvian adoption waiting pool at a time when they weren’t really letting foreigners even get into the pool in the first place. They basically stopped us as we were dipping our toes in the water and said: “we want to keep the younger, healthier Latvian kids in Latvia and we don’t want you to adopt them, so get out of the pool.”
Here is what we also learned: due to several reasons ranging from staff changes, to more emphasis on kids going into foster care (and once they enter care they cannot be adopted internationally), and an overall sour attitude about foreign adoptions, Latvia has become a very difficult country to adopt from (also see my P.S. for even bigger, more drastic changes on the horizon).
That brings us to January/February of this year (2020) as we received even worse news: in order to get back into the waiting pool for a referral, we now had to do several more hours of in-person training because Latvia refused to allow us to be grandfathered in from the old regulations (even though technically we should be).
Our adoption agency argued and pleaded with the Latvian ministry, but they would not budge.
So I asked my adoption coordinator if we could give them an ultimatum of sorts. We wrote them a letter asking them the following: if we agreed to do the 40 hours of additional training, would they give us a referral of a child or a sibling group?
To my shock and horror, they wrote back saying the following:
“We are so happy that you have chosen to adopt from Latvia, however, due to the popularity of our domestic adoption program, no, we do not anticipate you getting a referral of a child any time in the near future.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing and went into a shock and denial stage. I have finally worked through all the stages of grief and yes, the tears have flowed:
Tears of frustration for all the time, effort, energy, and double paperwork that turned out to be for nothing.
Tears that my kids are more than three years older and still no little brother.
Tears of sadness because we really wanted to adopt a little boy.
And while we are on the topic of disappointment, I am also disappointed that all of our orphan hosting we have done over the last few years has yet to lead to an adoption. In a quick nutshell, we have hosted several kids over the last few years from Latvia and Ukraine, and for a wide variety of very legitimate reasons, our hosting experiences, while super worthwhile in many ways, have not yet led to a path towards an adoption. All is not lost as I firmly believe that hosting is a wonderful experience and ministry to the kids without parents. For more information on our experience with hosting kids, click here: https://permission2speakfreely.com/2019/04/17/orphan-hosting-and-hosting-to-adopt-ten-things-you-need-to-know/)
However, it’s still disappointing that many people have been able to adopt through orphans hosting, but for some reason our family has not.
All of this bad news has me getting very introspective and trying go figure out why God has not allowed us to adopt yet. Here are some guesses:
Maybe Logan is not ready.
This summer he confessed to me that he “doesn’t want a brother.” I asked him why and he said that he is jealous of the concept of a brother and doesn’t want to share mom and dad’s attention or love with anyone else. Interestingly, with most of the boys we have hosted, we have seen some jealous behaviors come out in Logan, but after a week or two, he has taken most of them under his wing and really enjoys spending time with each of the boys we have hosted. He always cries when they leave!
UPDATE: Logan prayed last night for a little brother for the first time!
Possibly Khloe needs more time to adjust and change before another adoption takes place.
To say that her adoption and adjustment was difficult is the understatement of the century, but Khloe is doing much better now. Yes, she struggles with anger and attachment issues, but overall, things are much improved. Could it be that she needs more time to heal and to change?
It’s not God’s will for us to adopt any more kids.
I have considered this too but after many years of praying and even “not praying” for a long period of time, we still have a strong desire to add more kids to our family. We are in good mental and physical and financial health. I am always praying the “May God’s will be done” type of prayer over this situation. But right now, we are both in faith and desire to add to our family.
Maybe we are supposed to adopt from a different country or from the U.S.
We are very open to looking into the country of Columbia. We plan to host a boy or sibling group this summer. All the kids who participate from Columbia in the hosting program are free and clear for international adoption. I am also in the process of doing research on adopting from the foster care system. This is a process which will take some time, along with about 40 hours of additional training. I have been open to adopting locally from the start but due to many factors, we went in a different direction.
It is getting much harder to adopt internationally. Adoptions are down something like 80% over the last ten years. Maybe it’s nothing personal, but we are just wrapped up in an overall general statistic.
However, that leads me to right now. How am I supposed to respond to this unfair situation?
I am learning that with all seemingly unfair situations, I have to both look back at the way God has been so good to me in the past, and then look around at the good that is happening right now.
We hosted Lasma, who is now 19 years old, from Latvia. I never would have been looking into orphan hosting from Latvia had we not been trying to adopt from there. Now I consider her my daughter and she constantly calls me her mom. I tell her all the time that she is a great kid and that it’s so unfair that she had crappy parents because she deserves so much better. I am so glad we met Lasma and again, we never would have met her had I not been dialed in to Latvia. I am glad that she is our new “adopted” daughter!
We also met Nina who is a wonderful ten year old from Ukraine. I can’t say much about this situation but we are quietly working on a plan to adopt her in the future! We will keep you posted!
Logan and Khloe have been developing and maturing and growing. Maybe they were supposed to do that for a lot longer than I would have preferred!
I thought it was unfair that I had such a difficult childhood, but I realize that it made me into the strong and resourceful person I am today.
I used to struggle because most of my friends didn’t have to work the hours I did to pay my way through college, until I learned that working so much helped me to develop a very strong work ethic that has stayed with me to this day.
I used to struggle that I never had a boyfriend, until I met my awesome husband and then was relieved that I didn’t have to deal with losers my whole life waiting for him.
I used to think it was so unfair that Erik and I struggle with infertility, but then I look at the faces of my beautiful children and realize we weren’t meant to have biological children for some reason, because the kids we have were meant for us and we were meant for them.
It seems unfair that I wasted so much time on trying to adopt from Latvia, but then I realized that my time is God’s time. If this is how God wanted me to spend my time (which I think was a waste), then I need to be ok with that. Maybe someday I will understand.
In conclusion, God is in the middle of this unfair situation. Why did He allow it? Why didn’t He prompt Latvia to let us know to move on with our lives years ago? I have no idea. God is writing the story of our family, and we are smack in the middle of a difficult chapter. But I know at the very end of the day, it will work out the way it’s supposed to and I will have peace and joy as I look over the faces of all the kids he has brought into my life, both the ones we have adopted and the ones we have hosted.
And that, my friends, is the latest on our adoption situation. Please pray for us!
It has been over a month since I originally wrote this post and two things have happened since then. One, Latvia came dangerously close to shutting down all international adoptions. Not just ours, but all international adoptions. Latvia is in the process of “figuring things out” with respect to international adoption. I guess I don’t feel quite so bad that they rejected us.
Second, the coronavirus – it has literally shut down the world. First, of course, I pray for the safety of the world as well as all of my Dear Readers. Second – I cannot imagine the impact that COVID19 will have on adoptions – both locally and internationally. I am praying a very general “God, please help us to complete our family” prayer without a lot of specificity and just trusting that He is bigger than any country closing or any horrific virus descending. We hope to host from Columbia this summer while we continue to check out local options. Thanks for reading! Stay safe out there everyone! 3/23/2020
My husband’s grandmother Anna barely survived World War II as she navigated war-torn Europe with her young daughter, Irena, in the 1940s. The two of them were on the last train out of Dresden, Germany before it was leveled. Irena eventually survived the war, grew up, got married, and had three sons. Her middle son, Erik, is my husband. Had Irena been killed during the war, my husband would never have been born.
If Erik had never been born, I never would have married him and we never would have adopted our three beautiful kiddos. All of my kids have different birth stories, and I am not sure where they would be today had we not adopted them (especially our daughter Khloe, whom we adopted out of an orphanage in Ukraine).
There is one very obscure story in the Old Testament found in the book of 2nd Kings. In this story, there was a very close call in Jesus’ lineage.
Back in the days of the Old Testament, Israel’s Kings had many, many sons through many different wives and concubines. However, at this particular time in Israel’s history, their country was in a very sinful and unstable place, and due to the acts of one crazy, murderous woman named Athaliah, the royal line of King David was reduced to one heir.
This is important because the Old Testament foretells that the Messiah must come from the Davidic line.
Had that one baby been killed, there would be no Messiah.
In 2 Kings chapter 11:1-3 we read:
When Athaliah (crazy grandmother who was also the Queen) the mother of Ahaziah (the current King) saw that her son was dead, she proceeded to destroy the whole royal family. But Jehosheba,(the girl you have never heard of) the daughter of King Jehoram and sister of Ahaziah, took Joash son of Ahaziah (the one little baby left in Jesus’ line) and stole him away from among the royal princes, who were about to be murdered. She put him and his nurse (the hero unnamed nurse who took care of the one remaining baby) in a bedroom to hide him from Athaliah; so he was not killed. He remained hidden with his nurse at the temple of the Lord for six years while Athaliah ruled the land (and then the little boy became King and all was well again and the Davidic line was preserved).
Essentially, the Davidic line was reduced to one baby, and Aunt Jehosheba saved his life.
By saving him, she saved the eventual Messiah.
By saving the eventual Messiah, she paved the way for Jesus to save the world.
It’s like something out of a Terminator movie, with Jehosheba playing the role of Arnold Schwarzenegger (after he became good, of course).
Jehosheba is mentioned only once in the Bible. Her story is summarized in just three verses. But because of her bravery and quick-thinking, she saved the Christmas story.
Two closing points:
One, you have no idea how the small action you take today can have a profound impact on not only your future, but the future of the world.
Two, God often uses obscure, unseen people to accomplish a huge portion of His will.
You never know what God has planned for you life, and how He may use you to change the world!
We celebrate Christmas because God used one obscure woman, Jehosheba, to eventually bring about the coming Messiah.
Hark, now hear the angels sing, a new king born today. And man will live forevermore, because of Christmas day!
I grew up in the rolling hills of Upstate, New York, where many beautiful farms dot the landscape. My grandfather built silos for all the local farmers and I even played on a small dairy farm down the road as a kid. It’s fair to say that I have a soft spot for farmers.
So when I heard that famers are committing suicide at an alarming rate, I reached out to my friend and high school classmate Erica. Erica is a farmer, business owner, counselor to the farming community, owner of Tim’s Pumpkin Patch, and a wife and mom to three adorable girls who run a farming Instagram page. I figured that Erica would know what’s really going on.
I was right.
Erica has warm brown eyes and a friendly and laid-back demeanor. She is always upbeat and positive. But behind her ready smile is a burden she carries for all the farming families she talks to around New York state. These farmers are really struggling right now and facing increased pressure, depression, and even suicide. Erica tells us what’s really going on and how we can support them.
Erica, tell me a little bit about your farming background so that people know you are the real deal.
I grew up on a small 100 cow dairy farm in Onondaga County, New York. I am the second of four sisters. My father is the second of four brothers, all of whom have their own dairy farms. My husband is a partner with his siblings in their dairy and grain farm operation. They milk about 550 cows and grow around 2100 acres of corn, wheat, soybeans and hay. My husband and I also own and operate Tim’s Pumpkin Patch with our three daughters. Our pumpkin farm business is a pick your own agri-tainment farm including a farm bakery and brewery.
You also work part-time with farmers. Tell me about that.
I have my Masters degree in Social Work from Syracuse University. About 15 years ago, I learned about an organization called NY FarmNet based out of Cornell University. I can utilize my background in social work, as well as my own life experiences growing up on and operating a farm business, to help other farm family businesses. I have been doing consulting work for NYFarmNet for almost 8 years.
What are you consistently hearing from the farmers you interact with?
That it is too expensive to produce milk for the prices they are getting paid for it. Most recently, the newly elected democrats in New York are trying to pass new labor laws that will dramatically effect farmers. They want farm workers to get paid for overtime and be able to unionize. These laws have passed and will take effect January 1, 2020.
New York State farm families are facing the worst economic conditions since the farm crisis of the 1980s. Farm families’ heritage, identity, pride, and finances are tied directly to the farm. And yes, it’s costing more to produce milk than farmers are getting paid for it. I have a client right now, his banker just told him to get on food stamps! That is the last thing a farmer would do. The long hours they are putting in, as they cut back on employees, equipment failing (that they can’t afford to upgrade), and the biggest stressor for them is that they might be the generation that loses it all. I was at a farm a few months ago where the farmer was suicidal. He had just found out that he is going to have to sell his farm.
On that note, I read that the suicide rate among farmers is increasing. Why?
Dairy farms, especially small dairy farms (200 cows or less) are going out of business at an alarming rate. These farms have often been in the family for generations. The burden is too much to bear for a farmer to be the last generation to lose the farm. Stress levels are extremely high. This often leads to depression. Farmers by nature are often very unlikely to ask for help, especially mental health help. Depression can lead to suicide if left untreated.
I originally interviewed you about six months ago and you were concerned about the farming community back then. Has it gotten any better or worse in the last six months?
I feel that stress levels are starting to go down, especially because milk prices are starting to increase. However, in New York, the labor law legislation did end up passing so there may be added stress as the pressures to comply will create more financial strain on farmers.
How can we support farmers right here, right now? What is one action-item we can take away from this interview?
Do not rely on google and youtube to get your information about farming and agriculture. Animal rights activists have done very well at dispensing false information about animal agriculture on the internet, which is very triggering to the general public. Follow actual farmers on social media who tell the true story of what really goes on in agriculture. And buy milk and other dairy products!
Can you describe the role of the Federal government in the agriculture community (in other words, setting milk prices, subsidies, bailouts)?
Many people think that the United States government subsidizes Agriculture. The reality is the consumer is subsidized. According to the article below and as an example, Americans spend just 6.4% of their household income on food. https://www.weforum.org/agenda/2016/12/this-map-shows-how-much-each-country-spends-on-food/. Food is very inexpensive in the US and so called subsidies to farmers artificially deflate consumer prices. Historically, the United States was more involved in setting agricultural prices. The passage of the 2012 Farm Bill eliminated and or made significant progress toward the elimination of direct payments. Direct payments are replaced with crop insurance. Farmers purchase insurance to protect against price validity; similarly, consumers purchase car insurance in the event of a car accident. Form more information: https://www.extension.purdue.edu/extmedia/EC/EC-774-W.pdf
Are farmers heavily subsidized?
I would not say farmers are heavily subsidized, and farmers do not want hand-outs at all. They want a fair price for the work they put in to produce the safest, healthiest foods on the planet. The government steps in to help farmers because Americans are used to cheap food! There are certain programs that the government supports such as crop insurance, and premiums are subsidized by the federal government. Then most recently, 11 billion dollars was handed out to farmers, which they called it “Tariff money” from President Trump’s trade renegotiations. Look on the website www.weforum.org to see what percentage of income different countries spend on food. We are so spoiled in this country!! You can also check out this article: https://www.fsa.usda.gov/programs-and-services/Dairy-MPP/index
Describe other ways that farmers can make money.
The pumpkins are a money maker for us. If they weren’t, it would be a hobby! 🙂 Farmers who are diversified and produce other goods besides milk have an advantage when times are tough. Anything from Maple syrup, to a sawmill, pumpkins, apples, beef cows, etc. Farmers get pretty creative when they need to bring more money in. That’s where hops, hemp, cannabis comes in — diversification.
What do you think of President Trumps policies towards farmers?
President Trump is putting his best foot forward to protect all American businesses. Unfortunately or fortunately, US agriculture is dependent upon exports. We produce a commodity product meaning corn from Brazil is the same as corn from the US. China and other countries are now purchasing corn from Brazil vs the US. US farmers are feeling much short-term pain. In theory, this should only be short-term.
Why is the biggest misconception about farmers or farming?
The average American is about three generations (about 100 years) removed from farming. Therefore, there is a huge knowledge gap about modern dairy farming. Consumers only recently starting paying attention to how their food is produced. Consumers became alarmed and upset when they learned about modern dairy farming. They created the demonizing term “factory farms.” Farmers are extremely efficient and always adapting. The way that we farm now looks nothing like it did when great grandma and grandpa farmed.
Will there ever be a food shortage?
There already is. Food deserts exist in every part of the country. Why would I operate a retail store in rural America if I’m not profitable? Why would I deliver food to a rural retail store if it is not profitable to deliver food to a retail store? The most efficient business will survive. I just hope those businesses outlive the unhealthy consumer living in the food deserts.
(Heather’s note: a food desert is defined as parts of the country without fresh fruit, vegetables, and other healthful whole foods, usually found in impoverished areas. This is largely due to a lack of grocery stores, farmers markets, and healthy food providers.)
Briefly describe your farm: what do you grow? You also have a dairy farm, please describe that. Tell me about Tim’s Pumpkin Patch.
At our farm we milk about 550 cows and have around 1000 cows in total. We also grow 2100 acres of corn, soybeans, wheat and hay. At Tim’s Pumpkin Patch, it is 65 acre pumpkin farm – 30 acres is for pick-your-own and 35 acres is used for our displays and wholesale orders. We also grow about 30 different varieties of squash, gourds and decorative Indian corn etc. We have a farm bakery, farm brewery, and several activities for our visitors. We have always tried to keep the activities agricultural, such as visiting with farm animals, hay/corn mazes etc. We also have about an acre of asparagus.
What do you love about Tim’s Pumpkin Patch? What do you dislike?
I love the fact we’ve been able to raise our girls in the business. They watched their parents work hard and now they know how to work hard. They have an incredible work ethic and critical thinking skills that is hardly seen in the average teenager today. I also love that Tim’s is a happy place, where people come to make memories. I love that we get to be a part of that. We just celebrated our 33rd season!
I think when I was younger, my dislike list would’ve been a lot longer than it is now. Things like being in a weather dependent business, people who steal from us, managing over 30 teenage employees (herding cats), those are all things that present challenges. Now I just look at those challenges as a part of the business that needs to be dealt with.
What do you think of Hemp Farms and marijuana farms?
I think right now there is a “goldrush” mentality in NY amongst farmers who are looking for the next money maker. There are many factors that need to play out. Licensing, where to get seed, marketing, harvesting, product, and market flooding. We are sitting back on this one for now.
What is running a dairy farm like?
It has a lot of ups and downs physically and mentally. It is usually a lifelong commitment. You have to be extremely business minded.
What do you dislike about farming?
The fact it’s so weather dependent.
Please tell me about your girls.
Evelyn is 20 years old and in her junior year at SUNY Cobleskill. She is planning to graduate early doubling up on all of her classes. She is currently searching for an internship in the south. Evelyn is most interested in communications, marketing and social media in agriculture. Claudia is 18 and a senior in high school. She has been accepted to Kansas State, Nebraska-Lincoln and Iowa State. She’s still waiting to hear from a few other colleges, but as you can see, she wants to be where the action is in the mid-west. Jojo is 15 and a freshman in high school. She works with Claudia at the farm and is very much involved in soccer.
They also have a huge following on Instagram. I’d say head on over there, because they have multiple posts that describe what they are up to. (You can find the girls on Instagram at nyfarmgirls. The girls have a whopping 31,100 followers!)
They also have a YouTube channel, Facebook and TikTok page where they advocate for the agriculture industry.
I understand your girls face a lot of criticism on Instagram. Why? And how do they respond to that?
The animal rights activists do not think that animals should be used in any way for human consumption. What I love about the girls’ Instagram page is that it’s very positive. They get a lot of criticism, but they remain positive and kind through it all.
When I was growing up I played on a family farm down the road. We had so much fun making mazes in hay bails and playing hide and go seek around the farm (I once hid in a milking vat!). What are some things farmers do for fun around the farm?
I think every farm family finds fun in their own way, or at least they should. That is the key. It can be difficult for farmers to get away so making time for fun is so important. When Tim was growing up his family would often stop for lunch and make a small campfire in a nearby woods and roast hot dogs. We continued that tradition when our kids were small. Any time the girls can incorporate having fun while they work, they do. Much of that can be seen in the videos that they make. Farmers are natural-born pranksters. Growing up we pulled a lot of pranks on the hired guys that worked at our farm. Once I put duct tape over this one guy’s headlights and then watched him drive down the road trying to figure out what was going on with his car. 😂
Last question: if you could speak for a farmer, what is the number one thing he or she would want all of us to know?
That farmers are just like anyone else. We love what we do, we love our families, and we love our country.
Heather’s closing thoughts: I’m very grateful for Erica’s time in giving this interview. We went to school together so I feel like I really know and trust her. Also very grateful for my now deceased Grandpa Art, who built silos and modeled an amazing work ethic (as all farmers do). Their work ethic is the best in the world, in my humble opinion. 👍
My hope is that, after reading this interview, you will support your local farmer, especially your local dairy farmer, as much as possible. Check in on them. Get to know them. See how they are holding up. Follow them on social media. Buy their milk and cheese and ice cream. They need our support as much as possible because they feed the world.
Thanks for reading and thanks for supporting the farming community!!
“In speaking the words, you release the shame.” — Oprah Winfrey “She said ’cause nobody believes me, the man was such a sleaze, he ain’t never gonna be the same.” — Aerosmith
You know how some songs can stir up strong emotions deep inside of you? Maybe it’s a sad song that reminds you of a person you once loved very deeply. Maybe it’s an upbeat song that makes you feel happy and optimistic.
Or, maybe it’s a song that makes you think about getting revenge on someone who did something very bad to you.
There was a time not so very long ago when two songs brought up strong feelings of anger and vengeance inside of me. Those two songs were: “In The Air Tonight” by Phil Collins and “Janie’s Got a Gun” by Aerosmith.
Why the strong reaction?
Because I was remembering the way two men whom I trusted had sexually molested me when I was just a little girl. I was angry at them and wanted to take revenge, even though I am a Christian and I know that the manner and timing for vengeance belongs to God, and not to me.
Two quick qualifiers to start.
First, I thought “In The Air Tonight” was about a man who saw someone being raped (allegedly Phil Collins’ wife) and when the bad guy was drowning, Phil Collins “would not lend a hand.” This is an urban legend and the song has nothing to do with sexual abuse (it’s about Phil Collins’ divorce). So I guess I was singing to that song for nothing. 🙂 But I felt a strong connection to “Janie’s Got a Gun” and would frequently jog to it, all the while thinking about my dislike for one particular person. This man was a man whom I was close to and frequently interacted with growing up who molested me up until the age of seven years old.
Second qualifier: no, the molester was not my father nor my step-father (because immediately people think of them because statistically they do a lot of the sexual abusing). And also, I was not raped.
Now a confession: I was never, ever going to share this story so publicly. But that all changed one day several years ago when I was watching an episode of the Oprah Winfrey show. The studio room was filled with 200 men who had been sexually abused as children. At the very outset of the show, all of the men stood standing and with a quiet dignity held up a picture of themselves as little boys, when their abuse began. Some of the men were teary-eyed. I, too, became teary-eyed. I sat transfixed for the next hour. Later in the episode, actor Tyler Perry, who himself had suffered abuse, stated the following:
“The only way, the only way, I was able to be free was to forgive this man. Which was very difficult. But it truly changed my life.”
Oprah then went on to say the following about forgiveness: “And by forgiveness you don’t mean in any way for you to be able to say that that was ok what happened to me. Forgiveness means I am not going to let you continue to hold the reigns over my life. Forgiveness is giving up the hope that the past could’ve been any different. It’s accepting the past for what it was. And using this moment and this time to help yourself move forward.”
The episode resonated with me for many reasons, one of which is that I, too, forgave my abuser and I, too, experienced freedom and healing. It was then that I thought that maybe someday, somehow, and in some way, I would share my story publicly. The reason? Because I want to help people who have also been abused. And because sometimes other people’s stories can help you to process your own.
So here you go, peeps.
(note: if you have suffered as a victim of sexual abuse and hearing other people’s stories is a trigger for you, feel free to skip ahead to where I indicate it is safe to start reading again with a ***)
My first abuser was named Keith and he was a teenage boy whom my mom hired one night to babysit my sister and me. After he put me to bed I was unable to get to sleep so I came out of my room and told him I couldn’t fall asleep. He said “Ok, I know how I can help you.” And then he proceeded to do something to me that is highly inappropriate and morally wrong for a teenage boy to do to a little girl. What followed was quite traumatic and the details are not necessary. The whole time it was happening, I kept thinking to myself: “this is wrong, wrong, wrong. Why is he doing this to me?”
But I was a little six year old girl so I kept my mouth shut.
The next morning I told my mom, and she immediately confronted Keith and told him to stay far away from us and never to even come near the house. I never saw Keith again after that.
I know what you are now asking: “did your mom report him?” The answer is no, and let me explain why. A fun fact is that back in the 1970s and early 80s, sexual abuse of children was not common, even borderline unheard of. My mom didn’t even have a category for it. She was crushed, but she took action and did what she had to do, and she was effective. But back in those days, reporting was sadly rare. There are so many sexual abuse scandals that took place in the 70s and 80s (think churches and universities) and unfortunately, many were never reported.
While Keith was a one and done situation, my second abuser was sneaky in that I’m sure he was molesting me for a long time but I didn’t necessarily realize it. I guess you could say he was grooming me. He would do things like push me on a swing but grab me from my private area while he was pulling me up. I remember one day noticing it and thinking it was odd. He exposed himself to me one day in the bathroom in a casual, even happy-go-lucky way. When I sat on his lap he would put his hands in my underwear. He would give me back rubs but would end under the front of my shirt. He left pornography out for me to see. I confess I saw the naked boobies of Madonna and Grace Jones in the 1985 edition of Playboy magazine. I remember just staring and staring at these two naked ladies. Another fun fact: abusers often leave porn out to “soften” the child to sexuality. It’s gross.
But the one incident I remember the most vividly is being over at his house and he started the whole back rub thing and then went to the front, but this time he said “you have a nice body.” For some reason I always remembered that pick-up line because I was grossed out. I remember feeling very, very uncomfortable and had the feeling that he might try to take things further. But then something very strange happened: the rotary phone rang, and he got up to answer it. He was on the phone for a long time, and while he was on the phone, I snuck off to bed. (Another fun fact and this one is actually fun: back then, everyone got up to answer their rotary phones and nobody screened their calls like they do today!)
(***It is now safe to re-enter the story) I always felt like God made that phone ring, because He said: “this far and no farther” to this man. Maybe God knew the abuse would progress that night. I have no idea.
The next day, I finally told my mom what had been going on for a very long time. My mom wrote him a letter telling him she was onto his arse, that he had to stop or she would report him, and left the letter on his desk in his office. He immediately stopped and never did anything else to me again.
I recently asked my mom why she didn’t report this time, and her answer was something to do with the fact that he was a trusted man close to us, and she didn’t want to embarrass me or drag me through a very difficult court process. I am glad my mom took immediate action both times. She feels horrible about what happened to me, but I am so grateful she believed me and did what had to be done immediately.
I hold no anger or judgment against my mom. The late 1970s was a completely different time period than we are living in today. Both times my mom took action, and both times the abuse ended. She was effective, and she protected me in the way that she could.
So how did sexual abuse affect me? Even though I was about seven years old when the abuse stopped, it was enough to affect me in deeply emotional and psychological ways. First, it dulled me to sexuality. I remember making out with my female babysitter’s 15 year old brother David, when I was only ten years old. I remember he was lying on the couch and I decided to “seduce” him. I took out the couch cushions, put them on top of his torso, laid on top of the couch cushions, and then started to kiss him passionately. I think I was headed in a sexual direction as a young girl due to my abuse. But thankfully this incident was the only time I acted out in a sexually premature way.
The other effects were more internal. I began to have inappropriate crushes on teachers and men who were much older than me. I wrestled with a low-level sense of shame.
But I would say that the number one way I struggled after the abuse was a combination of fear of rejection and a very low self-esteem. I was hyper-concerned about what people (especially men I admired) thought of me. I was constantly trying to “win” the approval of other people. I thought very little of myself.
But then something happened to me that changed the course of my life when I was thirteen years old. I remember it so vividly to this day. I was just beginning to have a Christian faith and went on a retreat for teenagers one summer at Delta Lake Youth Camp in upstate, New York. The Camp Pastor was named Bill Brown and he spoke one night to all of us kids. He was one of the more popular speakers as he was direct and blunt and highly engaging. I always listened to every word he said.
One night, at the end of the message, he directed all the kids to bow their heads because “I feel like God wants to heal those who have been sexually abused as children.” Immediately I knew he was talking straight to me (and I’m sure many other kids). He went on to say “I feel that the Lord is saying that if you raise your hand, and I will pray for you, God will heal the effects of the abuse tonight.”
I had a decision to make. I remember being so incredibly embarrassed because we all know that teenagers look around to see who is raising their hands! But I did it! I raised my hand to ask for prayer. Then Pastor Brown prayed for us and we all called it a night.
And guess what? All I can say to you, My Dear Reader, is that God healed me that night. I still struggled with some remaining fear of rejection issues, but overall I felt free from most of the effects of the sexual abuse. My confidence in who I was and the way God made me also began to grow.
But even though I felt free, I still harbored feelings of disgust towards the man who abused me. I hated hugging him and would often do one of those awkward, barely-any-contact hugs with him and tried to avoid him as much as possible. I still had feelings of anger toward him, and vengeance. It was about this time that I felt God nudging me to forgive this man for what he had done. I thought I had and maybe I had, but I decided to re-forgive him every time those feelings of vengeance came to me.
Over time, I began to feel better and more set free about the abuse. It didn’t have as much of a grip on me as before. After I grew up and moved away, I thought I was pretty much done and moved on from dealing with this man (except at an occasional get-together), but then something very strange happened to me one day when I was right in the middle of our adoption of our daughter Claire. Even though I was about to become a mom and was super busy getting ready for our new baby, I kept sensing that the Lord wanted me to reach out to this man, and tell him that I had forgiven him.
As you can imagine, I flatly refused for several days. But this weight, this nudge, kept getting stronger and stronger. I can’t stand the feeling of not being completely set free, so I finally raised up my hands in frustration and said “Fine Lord. I will call him. But you have to give me the words to say.”
So I dialed the phone and he must’ve had that same rotary phone 🙂 because he picked up right away. I don’t remember word for word what I said to him, but I told him that I forgave him for what he did to me as a child. I told him the reason I forgave him is that God has forgiven me of all of my sins, through the death and resurrection of Jesus Christ, God’s own son. And then, drumroll please….I told him that I loved him.
The line was silent on the other end of that rotary phone for several moments. In a very quiet voice, and a somewhat broken and contrite voice, he apologized (in so many ways) and he said something to the effect that he was so thankful for my forgiveness and for me calling him and that he felt bad and that someday “he would tell me what was going on during that time.”
I know what you are thinking because I thought the same thing: “Ummm, no. There is never any good reason for abusing an innocent kid.” Honestly, he never told me the “reason” for his behavior and I never asked him. I think that was the way he was trying to tell me that he had changed and he would never do that again. I’m not sure.
But then one more interesting thing happened, and this is the end of the story (or the beginning of a new story, really). We started talking about Jesus, and God, and forgiveness in more depth. I shared the gospel with him. In a nutshell, I told him that God loved him and wanted a relationship with him, and then told him how to become a follower of Jesus Christ. That same “nudge” that had been bugging me all along grew super strong in that moment so I tentatively asked him: “would you be interested in having God forgive you of all your sins and asking Jesus to come live inside of you so you can be forgiven and have a relationship with God the Father?”
To my astonishment he said, “Yes!!”
And then I guided him in a prayer of repentance, forgiveness, and new life. This man received Jesus Christ as his savior and Lord.
When I got off the phone I was beaming and ran to tell Erik, my husband. From then on, we had a much better relationship. I can’t even believe I’m going to tell you this, but it’s true: I felt so much freedom that I actually had genuine feelings of affection (and even a little bit of care and compassion and yes, even love) towards this man for the first time in my life. I even started to give him real hugs when I saw him. Before, I would avoid him whenever I came back to my hometown, but now I tried to see him almost every time I came home.
Years later, when he was much older and nearing death, my husband and I reiterated the gospel to him and he once again prayed a prayer to ask Jesus to forgive him and come into his heart. He was still open to it many years later. I was even able to be with him a few days before he passed away. I prayed for him, looked directly into his eyes, told him I loved him, and then said goodbye.
I will end on this: apparently one in six men are molested as boys, and one in four girls. The stats vary, but if those numbers are even close to accurate, they are staggering!! The effects of sexual abuse are very deep and wounding and damaging and broad-ranging. But the same God who healed me and set me free is available to anyone who needs healing.
Let me add one final qualifier: I realize that not everyone can reconcile with their abuser, and I’m not saying that is even possible or healthy most of the time. Forgiveness is both a process and mostly a matter of the will, not of the emotions. And forgiveness in no way condones the evil of what those two men did to me.
Before I close I want to encourage anyone reading who has been abused as a child: if you have not shared your story, share it! Share it with me if you want to. But share it. And then begin the process of healing and freedom, whatever that looks like for you. I have shared a few resources in the P.S. section for your perusal.
I will close with the following very powerful statement from 18 year-old Brandt Jean, who had recently lost his brother Botham Jean. Botham had been murdered by a police officer in his own apartment and Brandt spoke at the female officer’s sentencing hearing. His statement essentially summarizes my mindset when I reached out to and forgave the man who abused me. (I have summarized his quote for ease of reading.)
“I know that I can speak for myself: I forgive you. And I know if you go to God and ask Him, He will forgive you. And I love you just like anyone else. And, I’m not going to say ‘I hope you rot and die just like my brother did’ but I, personally, want the best for you. And I wasn’t going to ever say this in front of my family or anyone, but I don’t even want you to go to jail. I want the best for you. And the best would be to give your life to Christ. I think giving your life to Christ would be the best thing that Botham would want you to do. I love you.”