The Witness A True Story

It was in the middle of a snow storm in the dead of night when I threw my shovel into a large snow mound and lifted my fist up to God in defiance. I was angry with him, and tired of life. That night he lifted the veil and showed me the reason for my torment - a hoard of demons attacking me and my family. The unseen was now the seen to me. It would be two more years of attacks from these spirits until I was given authority over them by committing my life to Jesus Christ. This is a true account of the unbelievable, the suffering brought about by these spirits to me and my family, and final redemption through Jesus Christ. I stand not as a believer of Jesus Christ from reviewing the evidence, but as a witness because of what I have seen and experienced - that Jesus Christ is exactly who He said He was. Blessed are they who believe but have not seen.