When I attended my first Life in the Spirit Seminar, I understood the difference between living in death and living in light.

At the age of 18 I attempted suicide because of a love disappointment, and my parents (self-styled Christians)-who had always been very superstitious, talking about sorceresses, wizards and witches reincarnating as black cats (every year some misfortune happened to us!)-in desperation, instead of taking me to a medical specialist, chose the path they knew best: they took me to a sorceress.

As soon as I came in to her, she showed me a picture of Jesus (a deception because these people are nothing but liars and use images from the Catholic tradition to deceive you!). She asked me what the problem was and I gave her the picture of the boy I wanted at all costs and she made a kind of ritual for us. At the end of the session she gave me and my dad a little bundle: I was to carry it with me at all times and my dad was to put it over the front door on the picture of Jesus because that way it would protect the house from curses and misfortunes.

He told us that from that day things would get better.

They actually got worse.

I became addicted to these people: if things did not go my way, I would panic, be afraid and feel the need to go back to them immediately. Since the woman I first went to was far from my town, not content, my father found one near us, so much so that I could go there alone and whenever I wanted. She used the dish with oil and a thread of wool where she tied knots in it; she would pass the thread through Jesus’ cross and then every day I had to burn a knot.

I went into depression: I didn’t want to see anyone anymore, I wanted to be alone, I locked myself in my room in the dark, I didn’t eat anymore, I was nervous all the time, I couldn’t wait for night because I didn’t want to see the people around me during the day, but when night came I didn’t want to sleep.

Instead of giving me life, these agents of the devil were taking it away: I was already with my foot in the grave!!!

Jesus, however, had never forsaken me He had always been beside me, but I had placed Him in the darkest, darkest corner of my heart; in fact, He was right outside my heart! And because He is not intrusive, He was eagerly awaiting my YES!!! Because He was concerned about finding His lost sheep!!!

However, He already had a plan for my salvation, since I could not do it alone: He introduced me to the right person for me, my husband, he took me to these wonderful people in Cantonuovo, we attended the first Life in the Spirit Seminar together, and from there I understood that by choosing to give space to fortune-telling and occultism I had allowed the devil to suck the life out of me.

So I decided to say YES to Jesus, and he powerfully came into my life and delivered me from death and swept away all these cursed things.I burned the bundles (both mine and my dad’s) and then together with my husband we burned the papyri we had bought in Egypt on our honeymoon that represented the scarabs and the keys to life.

Because only Jesus is the light of my life! And he showed me that he loved me with unconditional love and above all he loved me for who I was, without wanting anything in return! He just wanted me to put him in the center of my heart that I would consider him the Lord of my life and that if God is with me no one will be against me! And even though I went through the fire, losing all hope, thanks to Him and the wonderful people at Cantonuovo I realized that everything contributes to the good of those who love God and that He will always protect me!

Thank you Lord!