I was into "New Age." I eventually became demonically possessed, shit was nuts, heart was racing and on the brink of explosion. Didn't believe in God, nor did I have any idea what God was or who. Then in a sheer panic for my life I realized there had to be a God, because demons are real and they were overpowering me. I knew my life was under threat. I was not on drugs, healthy, no psychosis, and nothing like this has happened since. I simply said "in the name of GOD!" outloud and immediately FELT the presence leave my body, painfully, and it even left a burn on my skin. My skin was melted in that spot and left a scar to prove it. RIght on the middle of my chest.

Then I felt a huge presence enter my apartment. It was massive and terrifying, but righteous, just, true. It was so powerful I knew it was God although I had no idea what God was. It put me down on my hands and knees and I couldn't move, I was terrified. I felt that it was permeating all things, even my very being, it knew me, it was in me, through me, and was in control of everything. It could cause my heart to stop beating, I knew this. I knew God was not only capable but in control of my heart beat. He could drop it at any moment. I also knew that if he did, he was justified. I was convicted of every sin in my life, especially masturbation. God brought my attention to my shower where I would masturbate the most. I'm not sure if he spoke audibly, or telepathically, but I clearly understood him say "you're using too much conditioner." As if he was very politely letting me know I'm using it to masturbate.

Then, as I'm there down on my hands and knees, it was these words: Read the bible.

I was so scared I though I might die if I didn't, so I obeyed. I opened the bible from page 1 and started reading out loud before God. It was like God was checking in making sure his word had been preserved, I felt that.

God had become real to me, and manifested himself to me, so I knew he was real, and that his word was true. I knew that the bible was the word of God.

I read for a few hours, and thankfully God did not kill me when I stopped reading. Days later I came to these words, highlighted in my bible:

My command is this, love each other as I have loved you.

I broke down in tears, knowing in my heart that it was God speaking to me, through Jesus Christ, the one I had rejected for other religious beliefs, which left me helpless and in need of the one true God and savior, who was the one who saved my life the moment i cried out to him. His is the name of God. He is the one who saves. He saved my life from demons, I would be dead, I should be dead. But I am not. I am alive, and I will live, in the name of Jesus Christ.