January 2020

The first time we met was in a fast food restaurant, and Jesus told me “Witchcraft.” After a year and a half of spiritual work and meetings with H. Potter and his co-practitioner of witchcraft girlfriend, H. Potter text me requesting a meeting, “Just us guys.” 

At first I was excited about our meeting.  As I was traveling out of town, I was praying, asking Jesus “Do you have a message for him?”  Jesus replied immediately, “Just listen.” However, the longer I sat and waited for him the more ideas raced through my head:  “Why does he want to meet me without her?”  “Is he trying to set me up?” and “Has he been ‘sent’?”  I can be rather skeptical.  But none of this was the case. When we met we immediately jumped into the discussion from our previous meeting.  I was delighted to know that his purpose was about Jesus – at least on the surface – but I still proceeded with caution. 

He had real concerns and we met them Biblically.  Finally his questioning breached into an area I didn’t feel comfortable answering.  I won’t mention the issue here, but I felt as if I were being set-up for an argument.  Like the enemy had placed a question in H. Potter’s head that might destroy a year and a half of work.  I had to take it to Jesus.  I excused myself and went to the bathroom while he went outside to smoke a cigarette.  I began praying as soon as I hit the door.  I asked “What do I do about this?”  I heard “I want him” but the meaning was deeper and meant more to me like “Bring him to Me and I’ll sort it all out.”  I walked back to the table and answered his question directly, honestly, and Biblically.  I followed with a closing question, “Are you ready to accept Jesus?”  He said, “Yea, I really am.”  As we were praying for salvation he grabbed me so tight and started shaking.  When we were finished he didn’t move and wouldn’t let my hand go for what seemed like a minute.  I gave him that space and when he was done we talked about some issues Jesus had spoken into my spirit as H. Potter and I were talking earlier.  I began praying against multiple spirits, binding them and demanding they come out in Jesus name (we are in a public place BTW).  Again he was shaking and made bizarre facial expressions.  He said he was dizzy and acted a little overwhelmed as if he were going to pass out.  

So today, a witch accepted Jesus and had his name placed in the Lamb’s Book of Life. Pretty awesome! You can read the whole story here, The H. Potter Sequel.