Friday, December 20, 2024

Deep Calleth Unto Deep

 

 

 

 

A Letter written to me, Pastor Deborah, from a 17 year old teenage young man, born into multi-generational Satanism, Born into the Matrix of Darkness/Ignorance and Spiritual, Physical and Emotional Slavery.  Written through the physical body of another, who also was born into multi-generational Satanism for it was the only way he could write to me.

November 2000

 

Matthew Here,

I wanted to talk to you and this is the only way I have for now.  I know your friend has told me to hang on that there is is hope,  

( this friend has her story on the web site called – Out of Darkness, by Toni )

for me, but I really don’t feel there is for me.

I’m glad she made it cause not many do.

I’ll be returning home tonight and plan to do away with myself cause it’s either me do it painlessly or my parents will with a lot of pain involved.

 

I heard you say, you cry for us,

Please don’t cry over me,

I wouldn’t want you to.

This was my destiny and my end.

 

Your friend has tried to talk to me till she just could not anymore.  When my mind is made, it’s made.

Let me tell you what I look like

I have brown eyes, dark skin, black hair – long.

My nationality is Apache and French.

What a combination huh?

 

We live in the swamps of Louisiana and have a lot of gators around the home.

And I even have one for a pet, weird huh?

His name is Al, original huh?

 

I am depressed today can you tell?

I wish I could believe your friend is right about hope for me, but I don’t see it happening in my life -time.

 

You are a special lady,

I think your world is as bad as mine as far as backstabbing goes.  Your friend says it’s not that bad and it’s not back stabbing like in my world. Maybe, I just don’t understand your world.

 

I like to hear you talk and laugh

( this young man would come into the lady friend and sit with me in church spiritually and we would talk on Friday nights )

cause I don’t hear that in a good way here.

I mostly hear a lot of screaming and crying and begging but no laughter, no kind words.

 

I like to write and I have a lot of songs wrote and no one to get them published for me.

I will make a way for you and your friend to get my songs and maybe you can get them published for me even though I will be gone.

 

I really don’t know what will happen when I return home.  I watched a baby lose it’s life over Halloween and it made me very sick.

It is a wonder to me how I have survived this long.  I don’t want to be here in this and if I could be sure I’d be safe and make it out there, I might consider this more seriously.

 

 don’t  How is it that God can love people like me so much knowing what we have done?

How can he be so forgiving to us?

Is her really real?

How can you get me to freedom?

How can you make me safe?

How is it that people are still in yet they are saving others who are still in?

( He was talking about some of my other spiritual children, Amanda, Issac, Victor, Owl, Joshua Luke, Shamus, and others around the world )

That can’t be so, cause in here people are very cut throat and would turn you in for this witnessing to others in the cult.

You can’t trust anyone in here.

I really don’t understand that even when you told your friend ( Toni ).  She can’t explain it to me cause she don’t understand it anymore than I do.

 

Well, I have to go I can’t be gone for any long periods of time ( spiritually inside of this lady to write to me ).  Will you answer the questions?  I’ll try to come back next Friday night.  I will be listening for your reply to my questions.

Matthew

 

Matthew was unable to return the following Friday night spiritually for he died by stabbing and hanging in his house in the early afternoon.  He had called a friend I was told Toni, the young lady who he had been spiritually coming into to talk and listen to me, to come and pick him artup for he was leaving home and the world he knew and was escaping to freedom.

 

He was coming to find me in Pensacola for help and safety.  I cried to the Lord when I heard this and asked Him did we lose Matthew?  The Heavenly Father said NO!  He had Matthew with Him for he believed in his heart in Christ Jesus and this Agape Love I had shown him spiritually through another and had told him of My Love for him even with all the evil and wicked things he had done.  Matthew was leaving his life of multi-generational Satanism to find Him and this Agape Love in Pensacola that I had shown him and talked with him about.

 

I never received Matthew’s songs, so the Heavenly Father directed me to publish his letter to me for others to hear the silent cries of a precious spirit named Matthew who was born into Multi-generational Satanism and was my spiritual brethren who was born into another image and likeness, but with the power of Agape Love and The Love of Christ Jesus and His Father could be made new in the Image and Likeness of them.  

 

Matthew was trapped, a slave and born into a matrix of death, torment, pain and serving Satan and could not believe he was loved and freedom was possible.

My heart was happy and sad.  Years later I learned that two of my spiritual children who were saved yet so fractured into many personalities for Satan’s use, Issac and Victor were the ones sent in to kill Matthew.  I had to love these two even through learning of this.  Matthew was free now, being loved and finding the peace his heart desired.  I will meet him later and get to know him as a Child of the Light of the Kingdom of Heaven.

 

I pray that this young man’s short life will spiritually touch your heart as he has touched the Heavenly Father’s and mine.

Matthew is safe now and free and in the Kingdom of Heaven safely in the loving Presence of The Heavenly Father and Christ Jesus.  I will see him later, but not now.  I have more to find, to reach to love on and help them to find what Matthew Found. Matthew and I will have all of eternity to get to know each other and for him to sing and write new songs of Agape Love, Freedom, Peace and Joy for the old ones of Multi-generational Satanism and the life of pain and torment it brings.

SATAN LOST HIM!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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