He came to set the captives free!
Author: Rebecca Brown, M.D.
Elaine became one of the top witches in the U.S. and almost
killed Dr. Brown before turning her life over to Jesus Christ. This is a
shocking exposé of satan's activities in Christian churches and a manual on how
to fight back.
For 17 years Elaine served her master, satan, with total
commitment. Then she met Dr. Rebecca Brown, who served her master, Jesus
Christ, with equal commitment. Elaine, one of the top witches in the U.S.,
clashed with Dr. Brown who stood against her alone. In the titanic life and
death struggle that followed, Dr. Brown nearly lost her life. Elaine, finding a
power and lover greater than anything satan could give her, left satan and
totally committed her life to Jesus Christ.
From the first moment
she crossed through the doorway into that building, she sensed that there was
something different about the place. A hovering of darkness, as it were.
Something she could not define, but knew was there. She knew also that it was
something that she had never experienced before.
Rebecca is a doctor. She was just entering Memorial Hospital
for the first time to begin her training in internal medicine. She had finished
medical school the previous month and had now moved away from home really for
the first time in the 30 years of her life. She had no idea that the tragedies
she would see in that hospital would forever change both her and the course of
her life. The brooding darkness she sensed in her spirit seemed to be
watchfully waiting . . . waiting. Suddenly it would strike, plunging Rebecca
into a series of events that would test to the utmost her commitment to her
Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. The first test was quick to come - Rebecca had
been working as a doctor at that hospital for about 2 months. One night while
she was working in the Emergency Room, a man in his 30's was brought in about 2
A.M. Rebecca recoiled in horror as she viewed his mangled and torn body. She
had 6 years of experience working in Emergency Rooms (E.R.) in large inner city
hospitals as a Registered Nurse prior to becoming a doctor, but she had never
seen anything like this! As she worked rapidly with the other personnel in the
E.R. to save the young pastor's life, her mind raced. How could this be? Who
would do such a thing? He had obviously been tortured. His body was partially
skinned, he had multiple burns, stab wounds, lashes from whips, and most
horrifying of all, holes in the palms of his hands from spikes being driven
through them. He was unconscious and in deep shock.
After the initial
medical care was done, the patient stabilized and then transferred to the
Intensive Care Unit, Rebecca looked for the police officers who had brought him
in. They had little to say other than the fact that this was a kidnapping case.
They had found the body and at first thought he was dead. They refused to talk
about the incident any further and left quickly, mumbling something about
having to file their report.
Everyone else in the E.R. went on with their work as if
nothing unusual had happened. No one seemed particularly surprised or upset
about the condition of the patient. Again, Rebecca felt overwhelmingly that
brooding darkness. She was greatly puzzled and concerned, but was, herself,
quickly caught up in the pressure of the work at hand. Nothing in her
background could possibly have prepared her for the shock of that young
pastor's testimony of what -had happened to him prior to coming into the
Emergency Room that night. She did not know that the next blow would come to
one of her own patients who was very dear to her.
But first, let us
trace the training the Lord gave Rebecca to prepare her for all that was to
happen.
Rebecca had the
tremendous privilege and blessing of being born to faithful Christian parents
who prayed daily for her. She had accepted Jesus as her Savior at a very young
age, but knew nothing about a personal walk with Him. She was raised in a very
tight and narrow religious group and was not permitted to form friends or
interact with anyone outside the group. She was rejected both within the group
and without - mocked and ridiculed at school and by the other members of the
religious group; she grew up very lonely. She also had much illness, spending
her childhood in and out of the hospital. Then as she got older, she was
discovered to have an incurable and debilitating neuromuscular disease. But her
loving parents provided stability in her life and their prayers surrounded and
protected her, no doubt keeping her from entering the occult world that snares
so many other young people with similar backgrounds.
During the first year
of medical school she came to the point of finally committing her life to the
Lord in all areas, making Jesus the master in her life as well as Savior. The
four years of medical school were an intense struggle because of the
neuromuscular illness and also because of the lack of fin lances. During those
four years Rebecca learned to trust the Lord, to walk with Him day by day, to
hear Him speak to her in her spirit, to follow His guidance, and to experience
His provision for her every need.
Before medical school
she had been a Registered Nurse for seven years. Then, as a result of the
Lord's powerful working in her life, and a whole string of miracles, she left
nursing, returned to school and then on to medical school.
At the time Rebecca entered Memorial Hospital she knew
absolutely nothing about satanism or of Elaine, a powerful witch who lived
nearby. Rebecca never dreamed that her walk with Christ in that hospital would
cause such shock waves in the spirit world that the forces of darkness would
become enraged. She became involved in a titanic struggle as Elaine, one of the
top witches in the U.S., led an organized attack by many witches using all of
their powers and skills of witchcraft to try to kill Rebecca.
The internship year
is the first year of training that a doctor receives after graduating from
medical school, if he or she is going to specialize in something. It is by far
the most intense year of training, and the most frightening one. It was no
different for Rebecca at Memorial than anyone else except that she was
constantly aware of something so strange but undefinable about that hospital.
No one else seemed to notice it, including her few Christian colleagues. From
the first she found an overwhelming atmosphere of hatred, back-biting and
Fighting within the whole department, and indeed, within the whole hospital
itself. It was an extremely cold atmosphere. This on top of the tremendous
physical and emotional pressures of the year were used by the Lord to greatly
increase her closeness to Him.
She found almost from the beginning that there was an
unusual resistance to the gospel. Over and over people with whom she tried to
share Jesus would flatly refuse to even listen. In fact, within six months of
the start of her training at that hospital, the hospital administration had all
the
Gideon Bibles removed from the patient rooms and a memo was
posted on each nursing unit stating that the hospital would fire, on the spot,
any employee who was caught "evangelizing" the patients. Also, any
minister that was coming to the hospital to visit patients was not permitted to
visit with anyone except their own private parishioners, and, if the nurses
found them "evangelizing" other patients they were to have them
escorted from the hospital by security and asked not to return again. A chaplaincy
service was not permitted, which was also unusual. Indeed, it seemed as if an
effort was being made to wipe away any mention of Christianity within the walls
of the hospital.
Rebecca was first
assigned to the intensive care unit and immediately was plunged into a
whirl-wind of activities. She spent up to 120 hours per week working at the
hospital. Because of this schedule she attributed the steady worsening of her
physical condition to her exhaustion.
Then the Lord began
steadily laying upon her heart that she must go into the hospital early each
morning to spend an hour in prayer before work asking the Lord for that
institution and that city, that the gospel would be proclaimed and bear fruit.
As she began obeying the Lord and praying each morning an hour before work,
repeatedly she found herself compelled by the Holy Spirit to pray asking the
Lord to restrain the powers of darkness in that place. Again and again she
found herself quoting Numbers 10:35 where Moses said:
" Rise up, Lord,
and let thine enemies be scattered; and let them that hate thee flee before
thee."
She did not know why
she was praying in this manner, and indeed sometimes thought that it was
strange to do so, but over and over the Holy Spirit compelled her to pray in
such a manner.
As the Lord steadily
increased the burden on her heart for the souls in that place she began to pray
daily asking the Lord to permit her to stand in the gap for the hospital and
the city, as in Ezekiel 22:30-3 1 "And I sought for a man among them, that,
should make up the hedge, and stand in the gap before me for the land, that I
should not destroy it: but I found none. Therefore have I poured out mine
indignation upon them; I have consumed them with the fire of my wrath: their
own way have I recompensed upon their heads, saith the Lord God."
She was not sure just
what was involved in "standing in the gap" but asked the Lord to use
her if He could.
During Rebecca's first few months at Memorial, God taught
her a very valuable lesson in total dependence on Him in her medical work. Late
one night a patient was admitted to the Coronary Care Unit with severe chest
pain, high blood pressure and a possible heart attack. It was Rebecca's
responsibility to examine the patient and care for him that night. He gave her
a list of the medicines that he was taking and among them was a particularly
good one to use for lowering blood pressure while simultaneously taking the
work load off of the heart. He adamantly stated that he was taking a particular
dose and Rebecca accepted his word. She elected to give him that dose in an
effort to lower his blood pressure and to relieve the work load on his heart in
hopes of preventing a heart attack. What she did not know was that that dosage
is very dangerous to give unless she had herself gradually worked the patient
up to that amount.
One hour later, the
nurses called her and told her that the patient's blood pressure had dropped
very low, that he was in shock and looked as if he were dying. Pure terror and
dismay overwhelmed her. She called her superior and told him about the
situation and asked what could be done to reverse the effects of the medicine
she had given. He coldly told her that she had made a stupid mistake and that
there was absolutely nothing that could be done, except to see if the patient
lived or died. No medicine was available that could be used to reverse the
effects of the one she had given. He went on to add that he, too, had made a
similar mistake as an intern and that his patient had sustained greatly extended
damage to his heart as a result of that period in shock and had nearly died.
Many thoughts were
madly racing through Rebecca's head as she walked down the lonely, dark halls
to the CCU (Coronary Care Unit) that night to see the patient. Guilt and fear
and self-chastisement were uppermost amongst them. Cold sweat ran down her back
as she anguished over the fact that in all probability she had killed the
patient. Suddenly the Holy Spirit showed her the error of the thoughts
uppermost in her mind. She had been thinking, "God made an orderly
universe where cause and effect take placein an orderly manner. Because of your
stupid mistake this man will probably die. Since this medicine is absolutely
irreversible, the effect will take place, so there is no need even to pray or
to expect God to break into his orderly universe just for you and your
stupidity."
Gently the Holy
Spirit flooded into her entire being the sure knowledge that she was different!
She was a child of the King! And, in so being, had a special privilege that the
other doctor had not had. She had the right to ask God the Father, in Jesus'
name, to correct her mistake. That was one of the many things for which Jesus
had died on the cross.
She abruptly turned
and ran to the chapel and fell on her knees before the Lord and prayed
earnestly asking the Lord to correct her mistake, laying claim to the fact that
she was a child of the King and standing on Hebrews 4:16:
"Let us
therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace that we may obtain mercy, and
find grace to help in time of need."
She arose from her
knees and went back down to the CCU. When she arrived she found that the
patient's blood pressure had returned to normal and he was pain free! A new
Electrocardiogram showed his heart had returned to normal. He was discharged
two days later without any heart damage at all.
Rebecca also learned
to hear the Lord's guidance more acutely on an hour-to-hour basis. Time after
time He would speak in that soft voice in her spirit, bringing a mistake to her
attention before it could be carried out, or bringing to her attention something
she had forgotten or overlooked, or something that she had read or learned
about in the past. She learned to fast and pray, asking the Lord to reveal to
her the key to the diagnosis of particularly obscure cases. She also learned to
rely on the Lord to give her skill in her hands, and never performed any
procedure on any patient without first praying and asking the Lord Jesus, the
Great Physician, to put His hands within hers and guide them with His skill. In
all of her years so far, the Lord has continuously been faithful and she has
never had a serious complication resulting from any procedure she has done.
About six months into
her internship, just as Rebecca was again assigned to the intensive Care Unit
(ICU), the young pastor she saw in the emergency room finally recovered enough
to talk. Rebecca had followed his progress closely, constantly praying for him
and was drawn by the Lord to frequently stop by his room to talk with him. One
day he told her what had to the hospital.
Bob was the pastor of a small Christian church in that city.
He had become involved in ministering to some people who worshiped satan. He
told Rebecca that there was a very large satanic community in a town close by,
and that satanism was rampant in that state. He had, at the Lord's leading,
been steadily bringing a number of these people to Jesus. They had turned from
serving satan and made Jesus Christ their Lord and Savior. He also helped them
cast out the demons that they had asked to dwell in them to gain powers of witchcraft.
The night Rebecca first saw him, he had been kidnapped by the satanists and
taken to one of their meetings. He was taken up on stage in front of the group
and tortured. They were in the process of nailing him to a cross when one of
the members shouted out that someone had seen something suspicious and called
the police. (The satanists had a police scanner radio and monitored all the
calls.) Bob had passed out while being crucified and knew nothing more until he
awoke in the hospital bed.
Rebecca was
astounded, she had never heard of such a thing. Perhaps this was the
explanation of the brooding darkness she could feet in that hospital? The next
revelations were quick to follow.
As she started into
her second rotation in the Intensive Care Unit, her uneasiness continued to
grow. Each night she was on call, she had the responsibility for all of the
patients in the critical care units. She began noticing as she really happened
just prior to his admission was prayerfully working with the patients that
there were many deaths which, to her, were unexplainable.
There is normally an
orderly traceable sequence of events in the illness and/or death of any
patient. For example, if someone went into shock (low blood pressure) because
he was bleeding somewhere, once the bleeding was stopped by surgery or whatever
and the blood volume he had lost replaced by blood transfusions, the patient's
blood pressure should not suddenly drop unless he started bleeding again, or
developed some other complication such as an overwhelming infection.
However, many of the
patients Rebecca worked with would just reach a stabilized condition and then
suddenly, for no traceable reason, take a turn for the worse. Their heart would
suddenly stop beating, or they would stop breathing, or their blood pressure
would drop to zero. Many of these died shortly despite all measures taken
medically to save them. Rebecca followed up on the autopsies of many of these
patients, and was even more puzzled when no cause for their death was found other
than the original problem which had brought them into the hospital.
The other problem
which greatly concerned her was the frequency and content of what is called, in
the medical field, an "acute ICU psychosis." When patients undergo
the great stress of a critical illness, they are placed in an ICU (Intensive
Care Unit) for a number of days, usually with the lights on 24 hours a day,
monitors going, and no window to look out of. Because of this a certain percent
will become disoriented and start to have hallucinations. (That is, see things
that are not real.) However, in this hospital, the incidence of ICU psychoses
was many times more than anything Rebecca had experienced in any of the several
other hospitals she had worked in, both as a R.N. and a medical student.
Rebecca felt led by
the Lord to take the time to talk to many of the patients about just what they
were "seeing." Much to her surprise, almost all of them told her that
they had seen demons in their rooms!
Greatly concerned about all of this, Rebecca started
mentioning the incidence of deaths and ICU psychoses in the medical conferences
held with all the interns and residents each morning. Nobody else seemed
concerned, or even to believe her. After her third attempt to discuss the problem
she was called down to the office of the director of the training program and
told to shut her mouth on the subject, that she was not experienced enough to
know what she was talking about. When Rebecca pointed out that she also had ten
years’ experience as a R.N. in addition to medical school, she was told that if
she continued to create trouble she would be kicked out of the training
program.
Her morning prayer
sessions took on a new intensity as she earnestly sought a revelation from the
Lord as to what was going on. The first break-through came through one of her
own patients.
Pearl was an elderly
black lady from the Southern United States who had been under Rebecca's care
for about six months. Pearl was a very strong Christian and Rebecca had come to
know her well and love her very much. One evening Pearl came to the hospital
very ill and Rebecca admitted her to the Intensive Care Unit. The next morning
as Rebecca went to the ICU to start making rounds the nurses told her that
Pearl was having an ICU psychosis. Rebecca was somewhat startled, because she
knew Pearl was a very strong Christian, a lady who had suffered much and didn't
panic easily.
As she went into
Pearl's room she found her crying. When she asked her why, Pearl told her that
if she did not transfer her out of the ICU that day that "that night nurse
would kill her." Then Pearl told Rebecca about how the night shift nurse
caring for her had come in and talked to her and told her that there was no
need for her to fight to stay alive, that she could so easily be reincarnated
into her next life. The nurse also told Pearl that she would call on "the
higher powers" to come and escort Pearl into her next "beautiful
life." When the nurse laid her hands on Pearl and spoke words of a foreign
sounding language, Pearl recognized it to be an incantation. Pearl knew from
her own heritage about voodoo and black magic and demons, and she declared that
she had seen demons in the room. She told Rebecca that she was too weak to
right anymore and if the same thing would happen tonight she knew she would
die.
Rebecca was
astounded! She knew Pearl well enough that she didn't think she was lying and
she was sure that she wasn't disoriented in any way. The nurse Pearl was
referring to happened to be the nurse in charge of the ICU on the night shift.
She was an older lady, pleasant, attractive and an excellent nurse. She was
well organized, knowledgeable and saw to it that the patients got good care.
She was highly respected by the medical staff and the rest of the nursing
staff. Rebecca had always found her a bit cold and withdrawn, but had thought
it was the pressures of her work load. She could not find fault with her work
in any way.
Rebecca knew she
could not talk to any of her colleagues about the problem because they would
all say that she was crazy. Neither could she accuse the nurse of anything
because she had no proof. At that time Rebecca had very little knowledge of
witches and almost no knowledge about demons. There was only one thing she
could do. She took the problem to the Lord in prayer. Every spare moment she
had that day was spent on her knees in prayer down in the chapel. (She always
had the chapel to herself because no one else ever used it.) Late in the day,
the Lord confirmed to her heart that Pearl was telling the truth. The Lord also
commanded Rebecca to go and sit at Pearl's bedside all night that night as
Pearl was too ill to be safely transferred out of the ICU. This was possible as
Rebecca was not on call that particular night.
What happened that
night was to change Rebecca's life forever. As she sat at Pearl's bedside, not
really expecting anything to happen, she felt direct demonic oppression as she
had never felt it before. Helen, the nurse in charge of the ICU, did not come
into Pearl's room at all that night. Rebecca felt an incredible unseen power
coming against her. She felt as if there was a giant unseen hand trying to
squash her into a little grease spot on the floor and as if some unseen force
was trying to suck the very life out of her. She tried to scientifically reason
the feeling away, tried to convince herself that it was just her own
imagination, but none of this helped. She felt her body beginning to weaken to
the point where she could hardly sit up. Pearl felt it too. So, she and Pearl
joined hands, and Rebecca prayed quietly asking the Lord to cover them with a
shield of the precious blood of Jesus.
"And they
overcame him [satan) by the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of their
testimony. Revelation 12:11
