From New Age to Christianity
Awakening to the deception of false teachings and finding the truth.
Everyone who does evil hates the light, and will not come into the light for fear that their deeds will be exposed. But whomever lives by truth comes into the light, so that it may be seen plainly that what they have done has been done in the sight of God- John 3:20–21
My world changed forever on August 7th 2022. The old paradigms and ideas and very lens of the reality I existed in were washed away. What was occurring in my life was far greater than mere winter melancholy, I was wrestling with the dark grips of oppressive forces, and, in hindsight — a series of spiritual attacks that had rained down on my life for two and a half years. I was at my rock bottom as I hunched on my knees on my bedroom floor crying- -wretched and feeling desperately alone. I cried out like a little girl, ‘Jesus, please save me, I need you. You’re the end of the road, I know it’s you now’.
The week before I had solo holidayed on the Sunshine Coast, QLD, and purchased my first ever Bible. A handsome, hardback, white KJV with silver edged pages. A book of beauty and presence. Out of sorts following a messy breakup with an extremely New-Age toxic man and a busy schedule following a promotion at my sales job, I stumbled north, off-kilter and alien from everyone.
Introversion reigned strong and I didn’t go anywhere without my journal. By ‘coincidence’ (God’s synchronicity), my Airbnb hosts were devout Christians and my uber driver as well, who enthusiastically recommended pastors to watch on Youtube.
Seeds were sown deeply into my psyche during the covid insanity in which I was the black sheep time and time again in my family and friendship circles. From day one in March 2020 I smelled a rat. I distinctly remember thinking, ‘Nope, this is not it, it’s not about a virus, the world is about to go dark’.
And go dark it did. A week later the ridiculous toilet paper frenzy began and people descended into madness. The news began pumping endless reports on figures and ‘cases’ and pushing fear, fear, fear. Nothing but exhausting, wasteful, dishonest fear. Infantilising posters of ‘how to handwash’ soon blanketed every shop front. Morality and social cohesion were wiped from the collective cognition dizzyingly fast. People feared a virus. Simply because the television had told them to. The day before the first round of ‘non-essential’ businesses shut (cafes, restaurants and bars) happened to be St Patrick’s Day. As I walked down Northcote Hill with my best friend after a wine that would be our last for many months, a tight knot in my tummy settled and would remain there for the rest of the year and beyond. I saddled up.
Put on the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil- Ephesians 6:11
Covid proved the biggest test and example of sticking to my own convictions no matter what. It was fascinating to see people throw their self-proclaimed values and morals out the window and conform to the herd, born of sheer hysteria. I couldn’t. After six weeks of doing the mask mandates and after ploughing through more and more research on their ineffectiveness and how they are psychologically dark, I refused. I didn’t mask from September 2020 and I did not conform to the pharmaceutical mandates. From this came much loss. Old friends who were some of the people I thought I would know for life bombed out. My family thought I was nuts and wished I’d just conform like everyone else. I lost my job, ran through 10K of savings and was shouted at in the street for being an ‘anti-masker’. I went to a couple of protests and noticed how many of those who also weren’t on the mainstream narrative side, were Christians. Many asserted over and over, ‘God’s Law, not man’s law’ and linked what was happening to the book of Revelation.
I was not raised Christian, or any religion at all. My father is atheist/agnostic and my mother, though she would say she’s a Christian, never took me to church or practiced it at home. My mind has always had an insatiable curiosity and thirst for intellectual knowledge, and above all, TRUTH. New Age practices snared me in their hedonistic net at age eighteen and held me in their alluring grip of an all-you-can-eat ‘spiritual buffet’ until age twenty-eight. A decade of dead-end roads and spiritual crumbs that left me defeated and ravenous. Yet, there’s no denying that I found it fun to feast on crystal buying, tarot card readings, reiki healings, astrology consults, New Moon rituals, eastern philosophies like Taoism, chakra alignments, and blending them all into a bewildering smorgasbord, trying to make sense of morals/life/death/’the Universe’/a sense of control and meaning.
My relationship was deteriorating rapidly at the start of 2022 and I began to see the light with the ridiculousness of New Age practices and ideas. Nothing was ever enough, you had to forever do more, a constant hamster wheel of trying to find the answers. I was desperate for the meal after the long trek. After rolling my ex’s 4WD on Easter Sunday in the Grampians and coming away unscathed, I truly felt God had saved me for a purpose. It was an eerie car accident and yet further presence of God was revealed by finding a straw cross in the car ruins. It was April 17th 2022.
Easter Sunday — resurrection!
A month later I split with my boyfriend and in doing so, was released from the shackles of the New Age.
It became obvious as global deceit on a magnanimous and shocking scale became exposed through 2020 and beyond that there IS indeed an objective truth to the running of the world. Yes, there is a global elite and the truth became evident in unison with Jesus’ name. Hollywood mocks him, there are satanic rituals performed out in the open at celebrity concerts, the Superbowl and, in certain social commentary, it is commonplace to associate ‘Christian’ with ‘right wing extremism’. A wise man once said, ‘people always mock what they’re afraid of’ and He is mocked across all spheres of popular culture. You can say you believe in being an alien from another planet helping to ‘ascend the Earth into 5D’ and no one bats an eyelid. Announce that you’re a follower of Jesus and notice the emotional thermostat turn to ice.
And you will be hated by all for My name’s sake. But he who endures to the end will be saved.- Matthew 10:22
Months following my declaration to Jesus on the rug, I began to experience a barrage of spiritual attacks that have led up to this moment one year later. The first and most obvious of these was ‘sleep paralysis’, something that I had never experienced in my entire life before and it can be no coincidental timing that they suddenly arrived after committing to Christ. October 2022, I lay sleeping on my stomach, tucked cosily in bed. Suddenly I was awake and conscious, feeling an immense weight pinning me down on my back. I felt fear and simultaneously had a vision of a blonde man in a red jumper. I knew I needed to call out to Jesus to send him away and so I did, out loud. Once I had done so, a minute later the spirit was gone. Jesus’ name has real power, undeniable power, and the enemy knows it. Two months later, in December, it happened again. Yet again I was sleeping on my stomach and was wrenched from my slumber by my whole body becoming paralysed- I could move no limbs and this time it was accompanied by a sheer sense of enormous evil in the room. I tried to speak and call out to Jesus but to my horror, my voice box was immoveable. I simply thought ‘Jesus please come, send this demon away’ over and over until calm and peace were restored in my bedroom.
Again, power in His name.
Honour the Lord with your wealth and with the first fruits of all your produce; then your barns will be filled with plenty, and your vats will be bursting with wine- Proverbs 3: 9–10.
Two weeks after giving my life to Him, I was promoted again at work, to a role that grew and stretched me and showed me what I was made of. It financially prospered me and lit me up.
Two and a half months after giving my life to Him, I met my love, Daniel. A man of God, as I had prayed for and a man of consistent patience, humility and a man who possesses a true moral compass, navigating his life’s actions via his ethics. As I sowed into Christ, He continued to sow into me, protecting me and guiding me. He has put the people I have needed into my life, shown me my ego and pride, gently corrected Earthly ways that are unsavoury for my heart and blessed me beyond belief. With Him, everything is doable, and I am strengthened by Him. To be a Christian is not to live life easily, it is not a life of non-suffering, because God wishes us to experience a full life. One to help us improve ourselves and love each other purely, to be born again and to live as He did.
The Bible has been labelled as, ‘Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth’, but for me, it is ‘Best Instructions Before Leaving Earth’.
For I know the plans I have for you, says the Lord. Plans to prosper you and not for disaster, plans to give you hope and a future- Jeremiah 29:11
