“No thanks”

Two days ago we received a referral from someone about a family that said they needed help with some entities that were bothering them in their home and the homes of their children.

I called the man and talked to him. He explained what was going on and expressed the desire for any help that could be given. We prefer an email since we get bombarded with requests and if they have emailed us it is less likely to fall through the cracks. He asked me to text him our email address so he and his wife could write down their stories and send them to us. I did as requested.

A while after I had sent him a text of our emailed address a text came back from him that said, “No thanks.”

Wow, I thought, he must have changed his mind. I sent a text back telling him it wasn’t a problem he had changed his mind and hoped he could get the needed help. There was no response back.

A half hour later I received an email from him and his wife enumerating the problems they were having in their homes and in their lives with entities. This really confused me since he had just texted me saying “no thanks.” So I emailed him back asking if he had again changed his mind. He then called me and asked what I was talking about saying they had changed their minds?

I told him all that had happened and he said that neither he nor his wife had sent a text saying “No thanks.” He said they wanted and needed the help.

Then memories flooded into my mind of the time back in the year 2000 when I was working on our first book, My Peace I Give Unto You. As it was being written my computer would crash. We’d fix it and it would crash again. I mentioned the problem to a friend who had written a paper about how spiritual evil works and he said the same thing had happened to him. Finally, he learned that if he printed a physical copy of each chapter as it was finished the computer crashes never happened again. I followed his advice and had the same results—no more computer crashes.

Entities can and do mess with our electronics.

Snuffer had contracted us to record the ten talks he gave a few years ago. We knew we needed to have back up devices recording him and typically had four to five of them. At the first talk in Boise, the electronics in two six hundred dollar machines fried. One was a brand new one we had just bought. We sent it back to the company and they said they had never seen anything like it and there was no way it could be repaired. Yes, entities can and do mess with electronics.

My wife and I observed yesterday how many people are so tied to their electronics that the adversary’s minions don’t need to mess with us, they already own us. How, you ask?

I had taken my sweetheart to a restaurant and after I gave my name to the hostess she then asked for my cell phone number.

“Why do you need that,” I asked.

“When your table is ready we will call you on it,” she responded.

“I don’t have a cell phone with me, I left it in the car,” I answered back.

From her look I think I must have turned Martian green, grown antennae, sprouted purple hair (though that isn’t uncommon today), and became instantly skinny (in my dreams).

“We’ll just come out and announce your name,” she then said.

I went back to the waiting area and sat by my wife. She then held my hand and put her head on my shoulder as I told her about what had just taken place. We both looked around the waiting area and every couple there was on their cell phone looking at whatever, not interacting with their wife, husband, or date they had come with. The couples were teens all the way up the age scale to seniors, all on their devices not communicating with each other. I told Dianne that I really preferred to be connected to her and not some electronic device. She snuggled her head in a little closer. It was quite nice to say the least. Wonder if those people get the same effect as they snuggle into their electronic devices? Actually they do. It has been shown that when those little noises go off telling us we have a text or an email, or someone gives you a “like”, a neurotransmitter or chemical is released in the brain gives a person pleasure. Don’t you just love those dopamine highs? We should rename everyone “Pavlov”, since they have conditioned us to respond in this way. Are we so addicted to those little electronic “lovers” that we don’t need personal relationships, so much so that when we go out to eat, or to a movie our new “lover” must come with us and the “heck” with that “fleshy” person sitting near us?

My wife and I went to the opening of a Marvel movie a year ago. The theater was full and there were about 95% males there. The instant it was over they all took out their devices and started checking them. It actually looked so coordinated I was startled and kind of laughed. It looked robotic as they pulled them out and turned them on, all in unison. Do you think they have an addiction? No interaction with the people they had gone to the movie with, just their device.

That is why I was not surprised to read the following in an article:

“The report suggests that over a quarter of 18-34 year-olds will feel it’s normal to form friendships and even romantic relationships with robots in the future instead of humans. And it seems that men are more likely to embrace the bots, with the report indicating that males are three times more likely to form a relationship with a robot than women.(They already have.)

The adversary addicted many of us a long time ago when gaming came out, followed by more advanced electronics. While on a road trip with my bud Dave, I asked a restaurant server what percent of the couples or families that came to their upscale restaurant stayed on their electronic device for most of the night. “Seventy to eighty percent,” was her reply.

I don’t believe that the adversary’s minions need to interfere with our communications much these days, seems they pretty much already own most of us.

“Hey, Alexa, what do you think about………..”