There shall not be found among you anyone ... who practices witchcraft, or a soothsayer,
or one who interprets omens, or a sorcerer, or one who conjures spells, or a medium, or
a spirits, or one who calls up the dead.
My grandmother had taught me from childhood days not only to say a prayer every evening but also to practice fortune-telling and how to predict the future from playing cards. Today I can only designate that all as a devilish trap. I became the tool of evil powers as a result, although for a long time I simply thought of it as amusement. In reality, one is in bondage thereby like a slave.
The occult was always an element of our family life, although we were not always aware of it.
It was like a spider slowly weaving its web more and more round me.
Later I joined a group of astrologers. One day I read a book that instructed me in astrological prayers. I suddenly realized the threat that I was becoming totally immersed in. How ever could one pray to stars! I decided to quit that group.
During that time I also once picked up a Bible and for the first time read the saying of Jesus:
“I am the way, the truth and the life” (John 14, 6). A shudder ran down my back, and tears welled up in my eyes. What was wrong with me?
Shortly afterwards I went to a meeting of evangelical Christians for the first time. The Lord had been preparing my heart for His Word. Although I was still influenced by falsehood, the biblical message was absolutely clear. I hungered for the truth. On the following Sunday I had the opportunity to ask the preacher questions.
(to be continued tomorrow)