THE NEXT LEVEL OF SPIRITUAL DEVELOPMENT:
One of the most devastating things in my life was about to occur, putting me on another plane of spiritual practice. Still, an ex-girlfriend and mother of two of my sons opened the door for the devil king, Asmodeus, after trying to commit suicide.
Some lies began circulating that my then-girlfriend concealed and didn’t bother rectifying, polluting our situation spiritually with dark and evil energy. The situation between my ex and me just imploded one day. The next thing I knew, my ex was screaming from our room, claiming that a spirit had groped her. The week before that incident, my ex said that a man appeared in the corner of our room wearing a fedora and trench coat and no feet, claiming he was the devil. Keeping immoral or dark secrets opens the door for unwanted wicked spirits to play in your life.
After a big argument and a trip to New York, my ex and her mother threw me out, thinking I would return, begging to come back. But, like the Pilgram’s Passage, I was on Heaven’s schedule, traveling a necessary path. Approaching a crossroads moment within a spiritually polluted situation is a surefire way to summon a Dark Night of the Soul. By spring of that year, I began dating a German-American female from Newark, Ohio. That female was a street-smart hillbilly but a good woman.
“The whole day before my cousin’s murder consisted of one sign and omen after another. What happened next would not only comfort me but invalidate the lie that the dead are conscious of nothing. “
I had no idea why Heaven put me with this female, but I would soon find out. A month after I started dating the German-American female, my father called me around 3:45 a.m. on the morning of July 4th and told me that one of my favorite cousins had been shot in the back of the head. I can’t explain the feeling of learning someone you love dearly has been murdered. I couldn’t stop watching Bad Boys (Will Smith, Martin Laurence) the week before my cousin’s murder. My girlfriend and I would watch Bad Boys, then rewind the movie repeatedly, and on that fateful July 4th morning, I would discover why.
A DAY FULL OF PREMONITIONS, SIGNS, and OMENS:
The whole day before my cousin’s murder consisted of frightening and vivid signs and omens. What happened next would not only comfort me but invalidate the lie that the dead are conscious of nothing and that all spirits are wicked demons trying to trick you away from God!
The morning before my cousin was murdered, I was compelled to work out in a section of Westgate Park here in Columbus, Ohio, with which I was unfamiliar. I finished my Ninjutsu break-falls and posture workout, and as soon as I took a step forward, crows started cawing maniacally. I stopped dead in my tracks, and the crows stopped cawing as soon as I paused. I knew something spiritual was happening but thought it was demons playing games. Then, I took another step, and CAW, CAW, CAW. I stopped again. I took another step, followed by the Crow’s frantic caws. When I took the final step, the crows silently flew off. I heard a voice tell me to count the crows, which numbered 25, the I Ching Hexagram for exercising detachment when investigating or researching.
THE SHARKS IN THE CLOUDS:
Later that afternoon, my dad, brother Rico, and sister visited me simultaneously. We were standing outside my apartment when I noticed four sharks forming in the clouds. Two sharks were facing away from me, and two were facing me. The two sharks facing me looked normal at first when, suddenly, their faces turned hideous and evil. I asked my family if they had seen what I saw, and each one said they did.
FEELING DEATH AROUND THE CORNER:
For the rest of that day, it felt as if someone was going to going to kill me. A friend of mine picked me up and took me to a carryout drive-thru. I was paranoid the whole time! It felt like someone would jump from behind the cashier’s desk and unload a clip on me.
Around 2:30 a.m., I went to pick up my girlfriend, who was working as a call girl. When we returned, my dad called me and told me my cousin had been murdered. My knees buckled, and I couldn’t stop crying. What happened next stunned several family members and me.
MY COUSIN’S SPIRIT SHOWS UP:
My cousin died July 4th, sometime during the 3:00 a.m. hour. My cousin’s spirit was in my living room once his spirit vacated his body. The angels Uriel and Gabriel appeared with my cousin’s spirit. My cousin’s street name was Q-Dog, but we called him John-John before he became a gangster. From the spirit world, John-John would eventually ask me to call him Johh-John instead of his Q-Dog street moniker. After departing his body and appearing in spirit, John-John was furious that his body was dead and started lashing at me.
BAD BOYS:
Uriel placed John-John in a (type of) spiritual holding cell (Purgatory) and began acting as a mediator. First, John-John said, “BAD, BOYS, BAD BOYS, WHAT YOU GONNA DO?” Then, he just kept repeating that phrase. I was grieving at the same time, so, at first, it was hard trying to both focus and believe what was happening. Then, after a few minutes, I heard, “MIKE LOWERY!” Uriel then told me to start writing everything down that I would hear.
HEAVEN PUT ME IN THE RIGHT PLACE:
My then-girlfriend knew my cousin John-John from his drug dealing days in Newark, Ohio, and she happened to have a picture of him. What is the coincidence of God putting me in a situation with a female who knew my cousin and had a picture of him!?! That picture caused tears to flow until I thought I was about to choke. Then Uriel said, “Your cousin is with you! His body is all that died!” When Uriel said those words, I felt a peace that I’d never felt before. Click HERE to read in part 6 of this series.
