Little did we know when we moved here,
That the land was cursed.

But we soon found out that it was.

Appliances broke down, some almost severely injuring our family when they failed, strange toxic odors that no matter what we did would not go away, illnesses that refused to go away or lessen despite all kinds of treatment, oddities going wrong with the house which needed lots of money to fix them, objects flying off the counters or walls, (usually at night or on witches sabbats,) ghosts appearing and then disappearing, disembodied voices cursing and threatening us, and massive deaths of our chickens, with no apparent sicknesses. (It got so bad with the chickens, that the local feed store refused to sell any more baby chicks to us, for they knew that any chickens we’d bring home, would die within just a few hours, again for no apparent reason.)

But we knew that all the chaos was coming from the demons, for they were seen being so thick and heavy, that when one was cast out, several more took its place. They would taunt us, and tell us that it didn’t matter if we cast them out in Jesus name; they would still return to kill again. Sleep became elusive for those among us who could see such things, and we all began to struggle to simply live here.

We asked for help from the local pastors, but no one knew how to deal with such happenings. I went to search on the internet for help, but found very little. Not enough to really use to set us free. It actually took a combination of several books on deliverance, to give us a clue on what we were supposed to do to be set free from these afflictions.

Little did we know, it wasn’t simply the sins of the far past that was still haunting our land, it was also a group of Satanists who were illegally growing their cannabis drug (a special strain that they use just for their satanic initiation rites) on our land. (Part of our land is thick bushy undergrowth on the side of a rough valley, and it is hard to reach each little area.) We discovered their presence when they left a huge boulder on our land, (they deposited it fifteen minutes after midnight, on one of their sabbat Fridays,) marked with an open pentagram. Apparently they were leaving their signs for others to find, which marked the land as theirs. We smashed the rock, and took the pieces to the dump. We removed the other markings they had left as well. The police had already been keeping watch on the area, and one day they must have gotten too close to their stuff, for they soon left and have not been back since.

The first time we cleansed our land, we used only the blessed olive oil. But this was not enough, for the hauntings and problems continued, although now they were somewhat less. (Not as many demons replaced the ones we would cast out in Jesus name.) Evidently, the forgiveness of sins was also needed, not just the addition of the Holy Spirit, so, we tried it again, but this time we used both blessed olive oil AND kosher grape juice. (New wine.)

Praise to Jesus Christ of Nazareth; it worked!

The chicken deaths stopped, the mystery illness my son had suffered from for months cleared up, other illnesses cleared up, the toxic smells went away, and things stopped breaking down. The ghost sightings were almost gone, only one remained. This one we would see in the window of our kitchen. It too left, when we got rid of an old antique medicinal spirits bottle that we found on the property, and had placed on our kitchen window sill. Now when we cast out a demon in the name of Jesus, no new demon comes forth to take its place, and we have seen that demons can not go on to our property! It is like a fence that keeps them out.