As I said in Part one Of This Writing,

My son Brad passed away from heart disease and my wife and I moved back into our home in Belmont. Again these events are from 26 years ago so they are in the rear view mirror of our lives now but hold a very important cautionary tale.

After my son passed we were greiving so heavily, my wife was shattered, I could not give her peace and happiness. So, I was so freaking mad ! Remember I thought I could fix everything, fix anyone, fix whatever. That was one of my major faults!

So, I have always been a passionate person persuing my truth. I thought what kind of God does this to anyone? So I defiantly started to look at faith , God, Spaceships , aliens, transcendental meditation, you name it, I checked it out.

I began calling out things by my voice words etc  and relying on whatever to respond . Guess what, they did! And it was not good! Please Note : I was challenging God, I was not worshiping evil, I spoke words to show signs etc. But words have power beyond our understanding. I understand that now.

Evil heard me chastising God and took the opportunity to come on in. I was so , ill-equipped to deal with this. The devil fueled the flames of our misery. Just what he wanted a young prideful fool with a broken heart to torture.

I created a spiritual mess that I needed to stop, but how ?

Here is a few things that were happening.

Foot steps in the attic above us.

Foot steps and crackling of the hard wood stairs coming down to our main floor.

knives disappearing.

Food disappearing.

Appliances turning on by themselves.

Very cold spots in the house which brought sorrow and dread.

My son was around three and would wake up saying mommy, I could not sleep there was a hairy monkey waking me up.

My brother and his then fiance were baby sitting my son and new baby S. when my wife and I went to dinner and a movie and when I came in they said the kids are fine but we can never watch the kids here again. Bring them to our home. This place is haunted.There was the banging upstairs, then it came down the stairs and he saw the hairy arm on the railing.

My wife had a few small kids over. Again, Danny was probably 4-4.5 by now and they were playing in the toy room. The windows were shut and locked for their safety and the livingroom air conditioner was on. There were no fans.

Well my wife was in the kitchen folding laundry and heard the little kids laughing. As my wife rounded the corner this heavy gum wood door was opening and closing. She ran in and the kids were sitting in the middle of the room on the rug laughing and  said the monkey was funny.

My parents were involved and said Danny please get out, come here!

I just said, we can’t mom I/We need to sort this stuff out. Around this time my Grandmother Nana Ilene had died too. My wife and I were almost there but needed a little more time and money to prepare to get into our own home somewhere.

I could not shave in my bathroom because I knew someting was looking at me, it was horrifying to be honest with you. I shaved at work. For a very long time!

It was like we were being watched and we were, it was scary.

I will continue with part three shortly.

This song fits perfectly with how I felt in this time. God loved me but I did not trust or personally know him so I created a mess through my free will choices.

And believe me I was so sorry for my choices and was finally seeking God who is my God now  in a way that I never did before. I was living in horror, as was my wife.

My Feeling is…,

I read this somewhere,

We are spiritual beings having a human experience. 

God loves us and wants us to grow closer to him and when we are called to him through Christ this journey of Our Holy Spirit will go and the body will remain here in its imperfect state like this world.

This is me in the early 90’s, God has a sence of humor.

Lucky Lee I play the fool