Ginger

**This post was edited to remove certain stories that are upsetting and the blog owner does not want them left for public review. The stories were public for one day.

Dear Mr. Davis,

After seeking Godly counsel, I was reproved for not coming to you first with my concerns. (Matt 18:15) This Sister was correct. I should have approached you privately, opening a dialogue addressing my concerns. It was an error in judgment on my part. In this regard, I sinned against you and publicly apologize.

The rest of my story…..Well, I hope, neh pray, that you will try to understand. For me, it was only what I read in the first couple of chapters of the EOTO book that bothered me. Strongly. (By the way, I did actually read the entire book. I stayed up until 4am reading. In light of Lilith’s character I thought you did a phenomenal job in how you moved her through the story. Knowing who she is or what she represented made it easier to follow.)

There was still this nagging unease inside of me…..I just knew I recognized those names from somewhere else. It wasn’t until I was reminded by another friend of what we went through in school that I was able to connect the familiarity.

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Two of my sister’s were messing with the occult. Warned repeatedly that this was not something to play with or take lightly they decided to do what they wanted anyway. They were teenagers. We were alone in the house I being in my twenties at the time. They thought it would be really cool to call up spirits with a ouiji board. They had checked out books from the public library on how to perform what they had to do. When the house started shaking as if it was going through an earthquake…and what sounded like heavy thumping on the floor. I ran to the bedroom thinking they were killing each other, I wasn’t prepared for what I walked into. Both girls were on opposite sides of the room pinned up against the walls. The ouji board was in the middle of the bed going crazy. I was all ready saved at the time but those girls were not. I was terrified and praying every second for God’s protection. I didn’t know at the time there is a specific way to get rid of that thing…all I could think was to get it out of the house and broke it in two and through it in the trash. (They were young teenagers at the time and did not realize what they were getting into.)

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Yes, I have been in a house where evil existed and cowered in fear. One of your many fans said that hopefully I would listen to God and not my own fears. I have a right to my fears. They have substance.

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