Freedom From Demonic Oppression

"Thank God that I lived to be 22 years old and that I am giving you this testimony!"

-Steve Franklin

First of all, let me introduce myself properly. My name is Steve Franklin and I am 22 years old.

I want to make this as clear and understandable as possible. I started drinking, then came cigarettes, then marijuana. After a bit Vicoden entered the picture, then Methadone (synthetic Heroin), and last by not least, Crack. Each of these were individual demons that controlled my will and my body.

The words I use or could use cannot do justice to the torment that was my life for five years.

Many times I wanted to kill myself. I went as far as holding a razor blade to my skin, working it in little by little until the blood was coming from my wrist. This is the first time that I have ever shared this part of my testimony with anyone, so please take it to heart.

I found myself in jail, looking into a chrome toilet and thinking, "I don't want to throw my life away by growing old in here!" I remembered this particular guy who kept stopping by my house. My sister told me stories about him, but she never could have prepared me for what I was about to see and hear.

It was around the New Year. I got out of jail and decided to go to Church on New Year's Eve. I ran into one of my mother's friends, Penny. She asked me how things were going and I told her. I also told her that I wanted to change, beginning with the smoking habit. She referred me to New Life Deliverance Center.

When I went there, I met the guy my sister told me about. I remembered her stories and my first thought was, "Oh, Jesus!" (not a prayer)

I thought, this guy is weird, but he met me at the level of my need. He was real.

We prayer and I rededicated my life to Christ and I also received the Baptism of the Holy Spirit. At the Friday night Recovery Meeting, the Lord spoke to me to go up and get prayed for. I was sweating profusely. The Lord delivered me from the spirit of Nicotine. The next Friday, at the meeting the Lord spoke to me again to go up and get delivered from Methadone. I was hesitant because I thought that if I go up and nothing happens, how is that going to bring glory to God? He replied, "go up, and leave the rest to me. You will be a living testimony for me." So, I did. The rest is history.

All we have to do is be willing and obedient! Jesus will set you free!

"Give Satan an inch and he will be a ruler"

Louann Pfleger

I first met Bob Bassler through Sybil Martin, she was my best friend's mother. She is now with the Lord, but what she left behind is a legacy of saved souls. She would take us for walks and we would talk. She always said that Bob was there for us if we needed prayer. Bob and I met soon after this and have been good friends since.

I was a Buddhist for two years. Even though I knew about Jesus, I fell into a trap when I went to a Buddhist temple. I became a member and got a scroll-infused with a demon. Chanting and building your own Butsidon was next. It is a box that houses the scroll. The essence (spirit) of their original Buddha was in each scroll (a legion).

It was during the time that I was practicing in my room for one hour each day that I noticed that my children were falling apart; first my son, then my eldest daughter. Chanting for them did nothing as their lives continued to spiral downward.

I went to Taekwondo (Martial arts) classes. Since it seemed safe enough, I enrolled the entire family. We all went to the classes, bowing to their flag and practicing respect to their country and all its spirits. This was my first introduction to Satan and his deceit. Not understanding, I opened a gateway in our lives to another culture and the many gods that came with it. We were in the Korean fighting classes. This was also a door to accepting Buddhism.

I thought their culture was admirable; the respect and discipline intrigued my logical thinking. I craved the grace and order of it all. The flow and beauty of motion mesmerized me! All this time, my family was feeling the effects of me practicing this way of life.

Finally, when my son was facing jail time, I took him to be prayed for. I knew he needed Jesus. I was still a Buddhist, but God was reminding me what life was before Buddhism. On the day that my son got saved and filled with the Spirit of God, I too was showered with God's love and forgiveness. I got saved that day also.God got two birds with one stone!

I remember the day was so bright and the room seemed illuminated with more than the sun. All around us seemed brightly lit. It was so beautiful.

Both Jack (my son) and I felt new, felt like we were given a new fresh start.

The next miracle was that he was not jailed that day, the charges was reduced to a misdemeanor. Many miracles have followed since. I joined the church and sing in the praise team. Jack turned his life around. He earns honest money now. all the old desires for easy money and a life of crime are gone. Jack give praise to the Lord for his success and new life.

I am again a praying mother. I thank God for his grace and mercy. He loved me through it all and took me back with loving arms. I thank him also for covering my family.

Thank you Bob and Sybil for showing me the path back to God. I hope you don't have to go through as much as I did before you realize that you need Jesus. I will pray for you.someone prayed for me!

God bless you all, may God be in your journey. Louann Pfleger

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