Alright I’m going to create my own version of this topic. ‚Satan protected me from God’
True story actually.
Back in the old days of me being closeted I still went to Christian gatherings and Church in order to keep the peace in the family and make certain family members happy. It was never a good idea I should have left the Church much earlier than I did but then again I think it was a tough move so I dont hold regrets so much. I know how much it took for me to make that move in the end so…
In Church there was a pentacostal movement and often I was quite tuned into this ‚movement’ and God. I was starting out in Satanism and I remember the God being very persistent to try and get past my bariers. I didnt want this presence in my life and yeah shit the Spirit was in the room.
So I kept saying no and it was very draining because of the force and energy clash. I ended up calling upon Satan to give me strength and to empower my will to be left alone. It was amazing to see what came out. I put my wards up, I was firm. And that was that.