I grew up amid lots of spiritual turbulence. Because my father served evil spirits, he forced us to experience gruesome practices on a daily basis. At the age of 5 I was already suffering because I saw shadows and heard voices. Though this was something normal, since evil spirits were part of our family, it still bothered me very much. I was constantly fainting and had body aches that left my doctors astonished, unable to diagnose my illness. As I got older, my troubles also grew.
My nights were horrible, filled with nightmares. I dreamt of dead people wanting to eat me, and if that was not enough, during the day they followed me, calling out my name and making my life a living hell.
At that time, my family just kept getting worse. My father became an alcoholic, to the point where he would come home drunk and start hitting us. Bishop, it was awful because we would wait in anticipation of getting hit. This happened often and was quite painful. I cried a lot because I wanted to be like other children, who had a normal childhood, which is something I know nothing about.
On one occasion, he took me to a session, and one of the mediums said I had to develop my mediumship. Even though I was still a child, I had to devote all my time to the evil spirits, receiving responsibilities from an entity that I would serve for the rest of my life. And of course, this didn’t help make anything better. Can you believe that I even had to walk and dress like him?
During my teenage years, I developed hate towards my father. This situation caused me to become very problematic; I could taste blood in my mouth and craved death. I would ask my entity for peace every day, yet in return my life continued to be hell. While I was planning my death, I also ardently wanted the same end for my father. This hatred grew in me so much that I couldn’t even sleep. These thoughts just wouldn’t leave my head.
After an assistant persistently invited us to the Universal Church, we decided to go. I fought for my deliverance for a long time. It was very difficult. Even though it may have seemed like I wasn’t interested at all in the things of God, I was, but the entity did not want to let go of my life. Gradually, I began changing, the constant pains disappeared, the blackouts and troubles stopped as well, but my biggest conflict still remained: my interior.
I knew I had to make a decision, so that’s exactly what I did. It was the most wonderful experience that ever happened in my life. What I had been asking “my entity” for so long, God gave me with a single decision: Peace!
Oh, what a day! A day that radically changed my story, and today, as an assistant, I can share this with others.
Aline Lima – Alto Vera Cruz/MG