You

ever have something happen to you and you didn't really know what was going on till later?

Maybe even years?

Then one day it hits you, 

out of the blue all the sudden like?

It happened to me not all that long ago.

I realized what four specific encounters with five different people had been.

Hey?

I'm already over the edge right?

Might as well just continue on.

I've seen Demons.

I promise you I have.

The human body?

Just a shell.

A vessel for them," a hollow container" as it were.

Oh, drew, you're so full of s%^$.:-).

Bridled my tongue :-).

The first time 

I encountered them?

Graduation night on my spiritual retreat 

"Walk to Emmaus."

Everybody is ecstatic.

Walking on air practically.

If you've ever done this retreat you know the feeling I'm talking about.

Everybody shaking hands and leaving and meeting up with their rides and...

All the sudden three go walking by me on their way out, fast in a hurry like.

I've never forgotten the looks on their faces.

Ever.

They were contorted to otherworldly proportions.

I don't know how else to say it.

They did not look as though they belonged here in this realm.

I asked some one about it later as we were leaving.

"How could somebody be like that after such an emotional uplifting positive experience?"

It turns out, they were all three court ordered to be there.

Cause you know, forcing always works so well for everyone involved.

They didn't have looks on their faces like 

"I just want to get out of here and go home."

No, they had looks on their faces 

that would tell you they soundly rejected everything 

they had heard that weekend 

and couldn't believe they were forced to sit through it.

Second time.

I was speaking with someone about an issue they had an objection with and I noticed their face contorted somewhat.

Didn't really pay it much mind.

Things happen.

Went on about my business but never forgot about it.

Third Time.

A lil over a year ago?

Year and a half ago.

I had a conversation with someone.

I was spitting truth and apparently they didn't like it.

I was looking at them straight in the eyes the whole time, 

not once backing down, ever.

Their body became so contorted as I was talking to them

 I didn't know what to make of it.

It was like something else had control of their bodies and was making it twist and turn.

Like they were making them say things they didn't want to be saying.

I didn't confront or say anything as I didn't really know at the time what was happening.

Forth Time.

I suggested to someone that they might want to pursue a particular path.

Their face?

In that moment right then when I suggested that path?

Just like those first three at graduation night of the Walk to Emmaus.

I mean their face contorted exactly like those original three did.

Demons don't have to possess.
They can influence just as well.

They are not of this world.

They are spirits.

Trust me they exist.

Don't really care who thinks I'm crazy, 

everyone does already is pretty much the assumption I'm working under these days :-).

Here is what I do know:

I can recognize them now.

I'm on to them when they appear.

I can translate messages they might leave behind.

I can tell their handiwork.

I can see the chaos they leave behind.

The truth?

The cross?

The Bible?

They don't like them, they cower away from them.

I've had about a 20 lbs double edge sword handed to me from God almighty himself practically.

(The Mendenhall Bible.)

Excuse me if I feel like I'm being groomed to help eradicate them.

The people (vessels) they use are just hollow empty shells.

Even if only for a short period.

They may not be there but just for a few seconds or minutes.

The outward body?

Think of it as a shell that a crab or snail crawled into to use for a time and then discard.

They don't look or sound like they're from here.

I don't know how else to say it any more clearly.

I'm ready the next time one shows up, I'll tell you that much.

If you knew what I have seen,
or whats being told and shown to me,
if you knew
where all of this is leading to someday?

You would do yourself a favor and get on that freedom train.

It's not going to be in the station forever.

One day you'll wanna get on board and it's going to be gone.

Promise.

Love you Lucy.