When The Devil Came To Church….

Greetings to you my brothers and sisters in Christ. I am happy once again to greet you by way of our blog. I pray that by God’s grace you are doing well, especially those who have experienced the wrath of hurricane Sandy. As I watched some of the storm events unfold on the television, I was taken back to Matthew 24 in my minds eyes as I saw prophecy fulfilled. There are so many things to write about these days. I find myself with more things to write about, than time it would seem. Nevertheless, I have tried in this blog to share with you a true account of some events that I recently witnessed in the Country of Nepal. I think there are certain water-shed moments that come into a person’s life experience sooner or later. These events can challenge a person, bring a person to a cross roads or shape a person’s future thinking. The events that are chronicled in this blog have brought me to such an experience and I wanted to share it with you. As I write this blog, I feel as though I have stepped into a new dimension. A dimension, where the curtain that separates the realms of light and darkness, the spiritual and the physical, principalities and powers, visible from the invisible have been ripped asunder. The events that I will share with you have challenged me to re-consider what I thought possible and impossible. About 2 Sabbaths ago I visited the Adventist main church here in Nepal. I was happy to finally be in a church that was on the main road and did not require many kilometers trekking up a mountain to reach. The men and women were quite nice and very friendly overall. I was to be the main speaker for that day and I looked forward to my Sabbath day’s worship as I planned to give a discourse from the book of Revelation. I stood at the entrance to the Church for some time and cheerfully greeted the members as they entered the Church. Soon, a well-dressed young girl named Maya entered and she greeted me with a beautiful smile and said happy Sabbath sir. To which I replied Happy Sabbath to you too, you speak really good English. She smiled with a beautiful, shy, girlish smile and that ended our exchange for the time. Little did I know how profoundly Maya would impact my life forever. After greeting the morning worshippers, I proceeded upstairs and began to take part in the morning song service. Shortly there-after, there was a loud commotion in the back of the Church and then there was a frantic rush towards the rear of the room. Several members (mostly women) began to kneel down beside a young woman who was screaming at the top of her voice in abject terror. Everyone was speaking in Nepali and I wanted someone to help me to understand what was happening. An Elder of the Church who spoke fluent English told me that this lady was having a demonic possession episode, demonic possession? I thought to myself how could this be. We were in Church and she was just fine a few seconds ago. My thought process was abruptly interrupted by another series of loud shrieking screams. Shortly thereafter this woman began to shake violently and almost uncontrollably. Her eyes that were peaceful some time before now looked wild with a satanic madness and fury. This woman, a short time before was sitting and singing sweetly, but now she was no longer in control of herself. Another being was in control of her now, she began to scream and wail in agony as she was in the midst of a demonic and satanic visitation. Several people were praying for her all at one time, my friend even laid his bible on her head as they prayed. Everyone was praying earnestly for deliverance for this woman and all were saying ‘in the name of Jesus’ over and over again in Nepali. I quickly got my camera and began to take some pictures of this event. I had never seen this kind of activity happen in a Church and I was fascinated to document the happenings. After several minutes of praying, the demon left the woman and she then regained consciousness. She was escorted outside the Chapel where she proceeded to sit down on a chair. She seemed to be out of breath as she sat, desperately seeking to catch her breath and regain her composure after this attack. Her eyes were tear-stained and she seemed exhausted, confused and also relieved after this violent episode. Wow, I thought, this is just unbelievable. The Devil is so bold that he will even come into our Church and disturb someone in the middle of the worship service. I too sat outside the Chapel, praying silently in my heart and pondering the events that I had just witnessed. My time for reflection and contemplation however, was short lived. Within 5 minutes after the 1st sister was delivered, I heard a desperate scream from downstairs that made my blood run cold. It was the kind of screaming that one would expect to hear from a person who was in the midst of a fiery inferno. It was the sound of horror, fear and absolute desperation. I thought to myself, this can’t really be happening. With bated breath, sweating palms, and a sick feeling in my stomach, I quickly ran downstairs to see what was the matter. I arrived downstairs to find Maya, that sweet little girl that said good morning happy Sabbath to me just a short time before, in the grip of a full demonic possession. Her sweet demeanor and shy girlish smile had now disappeared. She was on the floor having numerous violent contortions with people trying to hold her down to prevent her from doing damage to her-self. Her face was distorted in various forms as if made of elastic. And that sweet girlish look now gave way to a dreadful, fearful countenance, expressive of the demonic and satanic forces that raged within. Wailings and hollering with an almost super-human volume were to be heard, echoing and re-echoing from the church basement where she was. I remember looking into her eyes that seemed to me that they changed from dark brown to grey, but that might have been my imagination. When she looked back at me it wasn’t her but something else was inside her. The bible talks about the eyes being the window to the soul. I want you to understand today friend, that a being looked at me through the eyes of Maya and that being was a devil, a fallen angel of Lucifer and I saw him and he saw me, eye to eye. I could not believe my eyes, how could this be? It seemed that the devils were forced to leave their 1st victim, after earnest prayer, but upon leaving they immediately found another victim within a matter of 5 minutes. This to me was just un-believable; this was the kind of script that one would expect to read from a Stephen King trilogy. But this was not another over-budgeted Hollywood horror drama, this was real life. Different people were praying all at one time, some were praying one thing and some were praying another. People were taking turns to hold her down as she continued to wail and contort her body in different extreme positions. She seemed to be in a maddened rage and was seeking to violently hurt anyone who was close to her. In the midst of this frenzy I again reached for my trusty camera to take a few photos. I snapped a few shots but I could not continue, I wanted to document the incident but I could not bear the gruesome sight and the wild satanic, inhuman wailings and growling. I could not stand to see how this beautiful child, was being tortured by the devil. After a few moments I also joined the prayer session for the deliverance of Maya. Friends, it seemed that the more we prayed the more violent the attacks would get. The more we prayed the more she screamed and fought and wrestled with us. I tell you honestly, that while I prayed, I could actually feel the satanic forces about me and I could feel the very presence of evil that made a chill come to my bones. After almost 2 hours of wrestling and earnest, fervent prayer, Maya came back to consciousness and went back to Church where she was ok through-out the worship service. In all the days that God has blessed me to be on this Earth, I had never seen anything as extreme as that. And as long as time shall last, I shall never forget that day. I learned a lesson on that faithful Sabbath day that I had not learned in all my years of being a Christian. As a Christian and a missionary, I knew well the passage in Ephesians 6:12 that says: For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places. I thought that I had a pretty good grasp as to what this text meant. But, as I saw these 2 individuals struggling against these beings that had total control of them, I began to understand more about the great controversy between good and evil. As I saw how Satan was torturing this young girl Maya, and how she was in an almost super human agony in this state of possession. I thought her life would be taken before my very eyes that Sabbath, and that she would leave the Church as a corpse. As I witnessed these events on that faithful Sabbath day I got a clearer idea as to who Satan really was. I understood that I had allowed myself to fall into his traps at different times and I had fallen under his power, and yielded to his temptations because I had no idea who he was. I had played with sin my whole life, without knowing what it was. I realized that day as I joined my brethren in praying for Maya that I also needed to pray for my own soul. I understood that were it not for the angels of God, not only those 2 individuals but all of us in that Church would be taken over by the devils that we present and almost visible, and we would have no ability to control or power to withstand them. After all this activity was over I was called to deliver my message. I did not know how I was going to deliver, but as I prayed and spoke God gave me strength and I was used by the Holy Spirit to deliver a strong message to the brethren in attendance. After Church I went home to my room where I was staying, in consternation and utter disbelief as to what I had witnessed. Friends of mine, for the next 2 nights I could not sleep as I sat in that small room in the country of Nepal, without a friend or companion in sight, and the events of the day playing and re-playing over and over again in my mind. The only way that I could find peace and comfort those nights, were to spend them in prayer and reading my bible. The events were so graphic and explicit that for the time I was almost traumatized. In the case of Maya, I was especially troubled that a child this young could be could be so much under satanic control. I spoke to my friend who is an Elder of the Church and asked him to arrange an interview for me with young Maya as I was anxious to understand her story and how she came to be possessed. I met Maya one week later after the incident at the Church Elder’s home. Again she greeted me with that same, shy, girlish smile and said “hello sir how are you”? I nervously responded to her that I was doing fine, and proceeded to talk to her about her possession episode the week prior. She explained that such episodes are not unusual for her to have; in fact they were a regular occurrence. She explained that she has no father, and that her mother is a poor day laborer who works quite hard to support her and her older brother. She told me that due to their economic condition, around the age of 7 or 8 years old her mother sent her to work for a family as a servant girl. She was responsible for washing, cooking, cleaning, and carrying water and all of the necessary household duties. She had to begin her day promptly by 5am and worked late into the nights serving this family’s every need. Even during the monsoon rainy seasons, she had to stand outside in the cold pouring rains and wash the family’s clothes at the age of 7 years old. She also shared that she was beaten mercilessly many times for even small mistakes by the family that she worked for and she had not known a father’s love or a mother’s love her whole life. All that she knew were beatings, cruelty and abuse, both at the hands of strangers and family alike. Maya told me that her Aunt had a small shop, and the woman that she worked for also had a small shop. She told me that the woman became jealous of her Aunt because the Aunt’s business was thriving while her business was on a steady decline. Because of this jealousy the woman planned to visit the local witch doctor to put a curse on her aunt to blight her business. But, before the woman could go forward with her plot, she needed Maya’s cooperation to get some hair samples, nail clippings and some unwashed clothes from the Aunt that would serve as a part of the recipe for the spell. Maya protested against this, but the woman told her that she would kill her if she did not obey her orders implicitly. Maya reluctantly gathered the implements and the woman proceeded to visit the witch doctor with the required materials for the curse. Shortly thereafter, Maya was ordered to place a handful of rice grain in each room of her Aunt’s house to make the spell complete. Upon seeing the rice grain in each room, the Aunt immediately knew what was happening and accused Maya of placing a curse on her. Maya then informed her that she was not responsible, but the madam for whom she worked asked her to carry out the deed. A feud developed between the 2 women and the police got involved in what became a witchcraft case. The woman was then charged with practicing witchcraft and promised Maya that since she had informed every one of her deeds, she would place a curse on her instead for the rest of her life. The very next day Maya became demon possessed at the age of 8 years old. Furthermore, she was given only 6 more years to live by the Devil and now at the age of 12 Maya only had 2 more years to go. Upon hearing this story I became deeply saddened and indignant that someone could be so wicked, as to make a contract with the devil to destroy the life of an innocent 8 year old child. I immediately called for a season of prayer to pray for Maya after our interview was complete. We were to pray that God would free her from this curse. No sooner had I made that suggestion than Maya began to struggle for breath and cry, and again went into a satanic trance. She began to fight and scream, wail in different tones of voices, and began to exhibit almost super human strength as it took 4 of us to contain this 75 pound young girl. I suggested laying her down as to prevent her from doing harm to herself, my friend placed a bible on her head and she proceeded to try and rip the bible apart with her teeth like a dog. I took charge of the exorcism and proceed to command the evil spirit to leave in the name of Jesus. I began to remind the devils that I was not afraid of them, I reminded them that they were angels fallen from heaven and that they would burn in the Lake of fire for what they were doing to Maya. I reminded them that they could have no power over me because Christ has all power both in heaven and in Earth according to Matthew 28. Then, in a satanic rage and fury she began to scream and wail no, no to my words. She then began to howl and cry as the beings were intensifying their angry visitation upon her. I reminded Lucifer that he was defeated at the cross and that Jesus would soon come again in power and great glory, and that they could not dwell in Maya because she was an innocent child. After 30 minutes of intense praying and crying to the Lord for mercy, the conflict was settled as the beings left for the time. I knew that it was not all over yet, because like the madmen of Gadara in the bible there were many demons in this one girl. Upon regaining consciousness Maya had to go home as it was late, but I promised her to see her on the next Sabbath as we exchanged phone numbers. I now had a much clearer understanding as to what I was dealing with, as I had seen and felt the intense, determined, incredible power of evil. I then realized that the full victory could be won for Maya only by serious fasting and prayer. Only by deep humiliation of soul and earnest agonizing pleadings with God for the power of the Holy Spirit could we stand against the legion of satanic forces that raged within that child. Satan had almost wholly destroyed her life, and gave her only 2 more years to live. But, I dared to believe our God to be greater than all principalities and powers; I dared to stand in the gap for this soul. I purposed to fast and pray for several days that week because Maya’s young life was at stake. Already she had stopped going to school because of the frequency of the satanic attacks, and she was beginning to suffer some neurological damage from fainting in and out of consciousness so frequently. Her vocal cords were damaged from the intense screaming, and her young body had many scars from her constantly scratching, cutting and biting herself. Not to mention the fact that she was shunned by both family and strangers alike because of her condition. In Nepal there have been instances of people being beaten with large sticks and even with metal rods, by their family members and associates. This is done as these ignorant people think that they are beating the devil out of a person. Some are placed in Stocks and even chains, to keep them from doing damage to themselves and others. I heard and documented many stories of possession from people in Nepal. I even heard of a story of a lady who went into a demonic attack and placed her on head and hands into a cooking fire. She was in unbearable pain but could not retract herself until the devils gave permission, this however did not happen until her face was burned beyond recognition and she lost 5 fingers to the fire. There is also a family that had 3 members in one house who were possessed by Satan and the demons would take turns possessing then 1 at a time. I have met people who even had mysterious powers when they went into these trances. Some could even tell you your whole life history and maybe even reveal to you sins you have committed upon meeting you for the 1st time. Nepal is known by many as the holy land for Hinduism. It is to Hinduism what Jerusalem is to those of the Jewish faith. It is the only land that was once a Hindu kingdom and mandated by law that the national religion be Hinduism. Hindus worship more that 330 million gods, many of whom are represented by images of grotesque beings, some half man half beasts with many heads and hands. Some of the images are even part male and part female with many sexually explicit suggestions. Many of the people in Nepal, India and other countries, worship these gods ignorantly, not knowing that they are actually worshipping Lucifer and his fallen angels. Because they are thus giving their worship to Satan, he claims a legal right over the bodies and minds of his subjects and rules them with a merciless tyranny. Here in Nepal, the phenomenon of possessionism is not a rare thing. In fact, as I have visited Adventist churches in many different locales, I have asked each congregation to raise their hands if they or someone they know have been demon possessed. Without exception every hand is raised in every church that I visited. One young lady even told me that in all protestant Churches in Nepal, more than 70 percent of church membership has been possessed at one time or another by demons. And in the general population of the country, the possession cases have topped many tens of thousands. What is interesting to me is that even though Christianity is despised by many Hindus in Nepal, it is the only religion that can remove the demons that plague and harass them. Hence it is despised by many but still it is growing like a wildfire with no end in sight because people are free from Satan, they forsake all, to come to Christ. I had to return to church on Sabbath to meet Maya and I knew that I had to be ready for the encounter. She had made 2 frantic phone calls to me during the week in which she asked for prayer because the devils were killing her. She cried on the phone and begged me to make it stop, she asked me to just tell her what to do to be free. Understanding what I was up against I spent the next few days in deep prayer and fasting, and humbling of my soul. I spend both day and night looking to the mighty one for strength and claiming the promises found in my bible. I tried frantically to call the US to reach some of my prayer partners, but it seemed in that crises hour I could not make a live connection with 1 friend from home. My loving wife and partner in ministry was also at home in the US and could not consult with me as we had done since the beginning of my ministry. I had no human friend to turn to for help. I felt like Jacob at the brook Jabbock the night before his encounter with Esau his brother. Like this Patriarch, I too had to trust wholly in God and depend upon Him alone. I arrived in Church on Sabbath morning, week and faint in my body from days of total fasting, but strong in the Spirit and power of God. I was bracing myself all week for an impending conflict and my expectations were not to be disappointed. Even though Maya was being vexed by the devil all week, she still had the frame of mind enough to come to Church. She had not bathed in some days, her hair was disheveled, her face was dirty, and she was in almost a comatose state lying on the floor. She had dared to fight to come to Church and the devils were going to make her pay for coming. We prayed a brief prayer for her and she was awakened in what looked like an inebriated state. I asked the women to bring her downstairs and lay her down flat as we were going to pray for her in a very earnest fashion. I commenced again to lay my hands on her head and to pray for Maya. I prayed and prayed until great beads of sweat stood upon my brows. My shirt was completely and thoroughly drenched with perspiration as she fought me every step of the way. At one point I could barely hold down Maya’s left hand. I used to be able to lift 200 pounds of weights, but now I could not control the 1 hand of this 75 pound girl. The demonic manifestations went on for some time with many convulsions and supernatural exercises. Many things happened during those 90 minutes that I am still trying to forget. But, I want to report to you that after several years of not being able to read her bible or pray, Maya clasped hands with me at the end of our session for the 1st time. We both knelt down and prayed together and she even told Satan that he has no place in her life anymore, and that he should not return because Jesus is the Lord and Savior of her life now. We have spent much time I this blog talking about the power and strength of evil. But I want you to know that I am discovering more and more the power that is in Jesus. In His name we can stand against any foe because greater is He that is with us, than he that is in the world. In His name, with our bibles in hand we can confront and overcome even the world. By God’s grace Maya is now doing very well. After seeing her desperate, pathetic living conditions and abject poverty in which she was living I became touched in the depths of my heart. After that faithful Sabbath 1 month ago, I un-officially adopted Maya as my daughter in Nepal. The devil has promised her that she only had 2 more years to live, but Jesus says in John 11:25 “I am the resurrection and the life, he that believeth on me, though he were dead, yet shall he live.” And with this word, we will prove Satan a liar. I promised the Lord after seeing what this child has gone through, that even if I have to take food from my own plate, I would take care of her. This girl is the same age as my son Noah, but has spent so many years working almost as a slave, unloved and unwanted, used and abused. She has been beaten and bruised by life and then finally to add insult to injury, someone has placed the power of Satan on her to finally destroy her. God is a God who restores though, and today we are trying to give Maya a new life. I also discovered that even though she has not been to school in some time due to her condition, Maya is a very brilliant young girl. She was promoted from grade 6 to 8 in her school due to her scholarly and intellectual gifts. She can even speak and write several languages including English fluently and she is also a talented artist. Maya is presently even helping to edit the Nepali adult Adventist Quarterly, and she is also doing some artistic illustrations for some Nepali Christian books for children. All this is being done by the same 12 year old girl that was recently possessed and controlled by the devil. As a ministry we have now taken the full responsibility of feeding, clothing and educating this young girl Maya. Please keep her in your prayers as I have placed her in a new Seventh Day Adventist school where she can get a Christian atmosphere. At present she is doing well, thriving and excelling in all of her studies. We speak by phone and also exchange e-mails on a daily basis, as I am anxious to keep track of her progress. I want to ask you to please keep Maya in your prayers on a daily basis as she still has a ways to go in her recovery process. I am daily trying to teach her how to guard her mind as she is very susceptible to the voice of Satan and can even tell when he is near or if he is happy or angry with her. She is a beautiful, cheerful, happy child overall and loves Jesus very much. After many months of not going to school, she is now very happy to be able to return to learning and playing with other children. Rarely do we make direct appeals on our blog for financial assistance, but the case of young Maya is a life or death case. If you are led by the Holy Spirit and inspired to help Maya in any way, please contact us and make a donation on our blog at www.3goingforward.com. Or you can mail a donation to P.O Box 324 Burtonsville Md.20866. These proceeds will be sent to Nepal to sustain and nurture this young life. May God bless you richly, as we work together to hasten his soon coming. Gavin, Marion & Noah Simpson 3Going Forward Ministries

The 1st Lady who became demon possessed on Sabbath

The 1st Lady who became demon possessed on Sabbath

My 1st encounter with Maya

Both women have recovered after much prayer

My Second Encounter With Maya

My Second Encounter With Maya

My Second Encounter With Maya

My Second Encounter With Maya

My Second Encounter With Maya

My First Encounter With Maya

Hindu Holy Man

After Much Prayer And Fasting Maya Is Doing Well

After Much Prayer And Fasting Maya Is Doing Well

This Young Girl Was Demon Possessed For 6 Years, A Worse Case Than Maya, But Now Jesus Has Set Her Free

Maya Helping To Read The Bible In Church

God is good, Maya at 12 years old is now helping to edit the quarterly in the Nepali Language

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