More stuff

When will the stuff end? Never I suppose. Many battles happened in the last week of prayer therapy/warfare. Terrible to see the depravity and evil of my torturers, but wonderful to see the power of God to confound it all. One amazing thing was in one session, my therapist said something like she was sure Yeshua (Jesus) was furious and upset about what had happened to me, the poor Jewish boy so terribly abused. Just after, I was overwhelmed by a mixture of sorrow and white hot rage so powerful I thought I was going to fall off the chair. I realized at once that I had received a glimpse of the heart of God for a moment. I would hate to be on the receiving end of that fury. Some sadly will be, but others will escape God's wrath by allowing Yeshua to take it in their place. I've since been praying for any of my tormentors who are still alive to repent and receive God's forgiveness.
Other stuff was so weird it was sick, with mind control and sick rituals. The effect of some of these things is still with me, but the therapist has shown me the tools I need to allow God to break down my old patterns of behavior and defeat. Bring it on.