Testimonies

Bruce Hines

Photo of Bruce It was Labor Day, 1995 that I accepted Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior. I felt Him come into my heart at the time, but I still lacked the power to serve Him. I still struggled with alcohol, drugs and sexual addiction.

Feb 9th 1997, I was reading a book “The Anointing” by Benny Hinn. I felt something inside me longing to have this anointing Benny Hinn was talking about. When I got to the end of the book he had a simple prayer on how to receive the anointing. When I prayed I felt an extremely overwhelming presence that was so strong it scared me. This presence was so wonderful yet, so strong that I was scared. At that time, I was set free.

I got my bible that was bought in 1991 by my Mother and started reading. I went from never reading it to reading any where from 4 to 20 hours a day. The presence of God was in my life 24/7 exactly two years to the day and time. During those 2 years, I came to realize that I had received the Holy Spirit and what it meant to be baptized in the Holy Spirit with Fire.

Fourteen months from receiving the baptism with fire on Halloween night of 1998 the Holy Spirit introduced me to demonology through a minister named Bob Larson. I had never heard of or understood who he was or what he did. During this service I could feel the awesome power of the Holy Spirit, yet it was unlike any other service I had been in before. I had never been in a service where demons where being cast out.

When pastor Bob Larson announced that he was starting a deliverance team in the Dallas Fort Worth area I felt a strong pull in my heart to go down and be apart of the team. Pastor Bob announced at that time that he was going to anoint each person and teach them how to cast out demons. When Pastor Bob got to me, he took some anointing oil on his right finger and anointed me in the name of the Father, Son and the Holy Spirit. At that exact time when he was anointing me I felt this enormous heat come down over my head and run down all over my body. It felt like it was on the inside and outside of my body. It was an extreme heat and mighty presence of the Holy Spirit. At that time my eyes were open into the spirit realm.

As I looked over the congregation I could tell who had demons. As I looked I was extremely pulled to one lady. Yet standing there I just waited. At that time Bob Larson opened the service for people to come down and receive prayer. As I moved towards this lady that I was being pulled to, Bob Larson cut me off and addressed some witch that had been there.

As I was standing behind him I was in complete awe. From that time on God has continued to send me people who are demon possessed and in need of divine healing. Since that night, I have seen thousands set free from demonization.

The scriptures opened to a great understanding of spiritual warfare and divine healing. My first exorcism was against a demon of mockery. I did the traditional Christian formula. I laid my hands on the person’s head and commanded the demon to come out in Jesus’ name. I was unable to get the demon out. While I was commanding the demon to come out and the demon mocking me, I noticed across the room a man (a pastor). He walked all the way around the congregation to me and asked to step in and take over the deliverance. As he took over he started to mock the demon and drove him out which made my jaw hit the ground.

I got in my pickup after the service and on my way home asked the Lord “How could I under the anointing not be able to get the demon out.” The word of the Lord came as quick as I asked. He said two things to me; 1st was “I must respect my enemy” and 2nd was “I must be fully trained.”

Now after over 1,500 full demonic manifestations, God has trained me not only to drive demons out, but he is now having demonic powers called principalities stand before me in judgment and is now training me to this very day on how to deal with principalities from the second heaven.

It goes beyond nations that most Christians could not even fathom the legal rights and authority that these principalities have over the world. These are demonic world rulers over certain regions of the world.

I am thankful to the Lord Jesus Christ for the enormous call to free His church. May we all embrace the gifts of the Holy Spirit and may His church rise up and take its rightful stand as the supreme ruling power in Jesus Christ.

--Pastor Bruce Hines

Leah Hines

Photo of Leah How I got involved in this ministry. What a story, some might even call it a tale. Set your faith because what I am about to share with you is supernatural. I will begin with the first time I heard about Bob Larson.

I was 19 years old, pregnant and unwed. I was going through the process of adoption through a Christian organization. Families would open their homes to pregnant moms who were going through the adoption process. (I decided to keep the baby; he is the young man in our family picture). The woman of the home I stayed in had a book that Bob had written “Dead Air”. (If you have not read this book and like fiction, I highly recommend it—even for your teen) It’s about a young lady and spiritual warfare. This book opened my eyes to the spirit realm.

When I was 25 I got a job traveling. I was relocated to Memphis, TN. Looking back, I realize what God was doing. He was getting me away from all my influences. It was a hard time. I was not in right standing with Christ so I felt very alone. I can remember reading another book that Bob has written and the name does not come to me. I tell you the truth, I did not know how I got my hands on the book and after I read it, I can not tell you what happened to it.

The book was of his first encounters with the demonic. After reading this book, I KNEW that I had demons. I knew that they controlled parts of my mind and will. I stopped drinking alcohol because it would bring out my demons. As soon as I realized I had demons things got worse. I would have fits of rage. I would find myself crying for no reason. In my mind I was seeing this still-framed picture of me holding a gun to my head.

In the year of 2001, my job transferred me to Cleveland, OH. That was a great time in my life. I was on meds for depression and they seemed to help. The summer of 2001, my son, sister, and I were planning a vacation to visit family in Oklahoma and Texas. One evening, I was online researching airfare and I heard a voice coming from behind me say “things will change” (I know now that was the voice of God).

I had been attending church in Cleveland with my family and I could feel the presence of God. We were reading our bibles at home and I was praying a lot. I could tell I was getting closer to God. So, I ignored the voice of God and go home for the visit (I do not recommended you try that—I can promise you this—you will regret it if you do).

While on vacation, I had my tarot cards read to me. How I remember it is death, lies and destruction. It was not uplifting or encouraging. When I left there I went down fast. I accepted everything she had read to me about those cards. I can remember they had said I was deceitful.

So, when I got back to Cleveland I called my mom and told her about my sexuality. I told her I was a lesbian. She said “Do you mind if I don’t believe you? I know you have been sold a lie.” She confessed to me later that she started to pray and ask God to show me the truth. Thank you God for mothers who pray!!

After our vacation we never went back to church (things did change). Again things were getting worse. The suicidal thoughts and ideation were getting worse. The meds I was taking were not working as well. Having my cards read to me sent me down into a deep depression. I felt this heaviness on me.

Over the next 18 months the depression would get gradually worse. I went to my family physician and told him my meds weren’t working like they use to and he told me to stop using them. That was not a good idea. I plummeted even deeper into depression.

I can remember driving like on auto pilot. I would make turns and not realize i was making them. To the point of being lost. I was such a wreck that I ended up loosing my job because I lost it at work. It’s hard to remember exactly what happened. I just remember going off the handle.

So I went home to Oklahoma City where my parents live (of course I didn’t tell anyone why I lost my job.) Loosing my job was another blow. I was getting worse and with no meds, my family was taking the blunt of things.

One night I was taking a bath and thinking about cutting my wrist. All of a sudden, I saw a still picture in my mind of me lifeless in a bathtub and the water a crimson red. I heard “it won’t hurt; it will just be a lot of blood.” That scared me—I mean I got right out of the bath tub. I was so scared that the next day I went to a psychologist who diagnosed me with major depression and put me on meds. They helped some, but I was still so heavy—the darkness all around.

I can remember reading the bible, reading in Matthew knowing that Jesus was my only hope. If I was going to make it through, it would be because of Him.

I can remember my drug dealer (weed was all I did) was a lesbian witch, who practiced Wicca. I had gone over to her place to get my weekly bag and she had her spell book on her coffee table. We started talking about it, and somehow we got on the subject of the Bible. I said to her “I am sure the entire bible is true.” Now don’t forget this is a witch. She replies “You should just read the words in red.” which is what got me reading Matthew.

So, I have one of my old boyfriends come around. He asked me over to his brothers to a party. I went and we were all smoking and some were drinking—I may have had one drink. Remember I didn’t like to drink because it brought out my demons.

While there, this guy came over who could read tarot cards. They asked him if he had his cards with him, but he said he didn’t. So my friends brother asks can’t you use regular cards? After a few minutes of nagging the tarot card reader reluctantly agrees to read everyone’s cards.

Now, Me, I was not okay with that. I said y'all go ahead I am not going to get my cards read. It does nothing but bad. So this guy gets down to the last person. Now mind you, the last few people he kept looking at me and saying “I can’t wait to read your cards”.

But this guy was having everyone do it a little different that I had experienced. What he had them do was hold the cards and while they shuffled them think about something that they wanted to know. It must have taken him around 2 hours to get through everyone.

Now I was hanging around the table listening to him read to the others. And it wasn’t as dark as I remember the other times I had had my cards read. So, I agreed. When he handed me the cards I said a prayer to Jesus—I knew I was directing it to Him. I said “I want to know the TRUTH.” And as I continued to shuffle the cards I just said over and over “The TRUTH, The TRUTH”. This is what the guy said to me. “You will be going to some sort of a family reunion. Something is going to happen to prevent you from going, but you need to go because the tall dark haired man that you are looking for will be there.” The tall dark haired man represented what you want to know. For me it was “THE TRUTH”. I completely dismissed what he said—because I was not going to a family reunion. That was in October of 2002.

That December was my grandparents’ 50th wedding anniversary. They had invited the entire family. I did not think about that at the time. The weekend prior to the planned anniversary party, I had gone down to my grandparents to help my grandmother around the house. I had found out that my Granddad was going to have surgery. So when the following week came, and my son got sick I called them and told them we would not be coming because I did not want my Granddad to get sick before his surgery.

Well my sister-in-law calls me to tell me that her daughter is sick and I may as well come. So I rush down the day of the party. While I was there my Aunt is talking to me and says “I feel like the Lord is telling me that you have been looking for something. She then proceeds to tell me about something I have never heard before. She talks to me about praying to the Holy Spirit and how he is our helper. Then she continues to talk to me about this deliverance ministry, how they cast out demons and such. Needless to say, I checked out this place and I am now, drug free, homosexually free, and no longer struggle with suicide or depression.

I have been transplanted from the darkness into the light. This ministry is needed in every person’s life around the world. I pray that you will join us in our mission to set the captives free, by beginning with you.

--Pastor Leah Hines

Cecilia

Photo of Cecilia Before I begin my testimony, I would like to thank the ministry and Pastor and his beautiful family and all the team members who have helped me get where I am today.

I was born in Juarez, Chiuahua, Mexico and came to the United States when I was six years old. At a young age I knew I was cursed, even though I didn’t really know what a curse was or the full effects of a curse. At age 15 I was running the streets in gangs in full force rebellion. I was smoking cigarettes and drinking heavily. I couldn’t go one day without drinking. I hated my mother with all of me. By the age of 16 I became pregnant with my first son. I tried to leave that type of life but it was very hard because I knew nothing else. It was the only thing I knew and I felt it was the only place I belonged. For a little while I felt right about all of the wrong that I was doing.

But when all of the friends were gone and there was no one around I really hated my life. So many times I went out to seek help from the saints, I was Catholic at the time, but my prayers were not answered. Then after my second sons birth, a week after he was born I went to a non-denominational church for the very first time and accepted Christ as my Lord and Savior. Every time I would go to the alter, He would fill me with His presence and I would be passed out for a long time, yet I still didn’t fully know who He was - let alone that there was a Holy Spirit.

I was still drinking and smoking and couldn’t live a righteous life. I tried. Before the birth of my third son I started noticing shadows around me looking at me. They had always been there, but now I was noticing them more and they were scaring me. One day I felt a heavy presence on top of me and I couldn’t move, but I couldn’t see anything. There was nothing there but I couldn’t speak. I was so afraid I wanted to die! I talked to different Christians to try to find out what this was but they looked at me like I was crazy. One day as I was laying on my bed I saw my stomach moving like a snake. My mom saw it too and it really frightened her also; she knew I wasn’t making it up.

She went to talk to the Pastor, but no answers came back. We talked to different people and always - an empty answer. No one seemed to be able to explain. In seven years of being a Christian I had not been able to get my life straight, so I told God that I couldn’t live like that any longer and that if I had to, I would rather Him take me. I was going into a deep depression where I couldn’t function anymore. I didn’t realize it at the time but I was being tormented and He was my last hope. I couldn’t do anything; I tried cutting myself. I was talking to myself, depressed, hopeless and fearful. I didn’t understand why this was happening because I loved God and believed in Him.

After hearing about Bob Larson's Ministry in March 2003, my mother made it possible for me to go to one of the meetings with her. There was five of us – all women. We thought we were so brave so we went to the very front. After the service a member of the team came to us and told us the Holy Spirit told him that all five of us had been into witchcraft. When he said that, the last thing I remember I was on the floor and my body was making weird noises and there was an ugly smell. Now, I know that to be called manifesting. I knew right then, that day, this was what I had been looking for – answers. And every question I have had has been answered since then.

People say that a Christian can’t have a demon, but I was Christian and I was demon possessed. Up to this day, I’m still going through ministry to honor God and to get to where He wants and needs me to be. I am nothing of that woman that walked into that room. He has renewed my mind and my ways – given me new desires. He has made everything new.

--Cecilia

Darla

Photo of Darla I come from a large family and a divorced home. We were always church goers and my mother always knew God and prayed. I don’t know my father very well; I have only seen him a handful of times. When I was young my mother remarried and I was raised by a step-father, whom I adored. He later struggled with alcohol and anger and after their divorce, I found myself ten years old and bitter. I swore I would never love again. That was a promise I kept for years afterward in bad relationship after bad relationship. I was angry, aggressive, and determined I needed no one.

However, I found my life repeating the generation before me and it made me even more angry. I was not getting what I felt I deserved out of life and it added to the perpetual anger and rejection I was already plagued by since I could remember. I had four children from three different relationships and found myself divorced and alone again. Every time I turned around I was back where I started or worse. I was not a drug user or drinker so I didn’t think I had any problems. Was I mistaken! I was caught in a revolving door with no answers of how to get out.

About 1997, I went to a women’s conference with a friend and there was a speaker who was so powerful in her anointing that it changed my life that very day. I decided that I wanted to be the “vessel” that she had preached about and I stood at the alter and told God, "I’m ready." He asked me, "Are you sure?" I said, "I’m ready." Again, He asked me, "Are you sure?" I said once more, "I’m ready." For the third time He asked, "Are you sure?" I said, "Yes!" Then all of a sudden the woman preacher had put her hands on me and what felt like electricity ran through my body and I fell to the floor face first where I stayed for the next 45 minutes while God gave me my new life instructions.

I went home and broke off the relationship I was in and started over. Not long after I met someone who changed my life. He was the best and worst thing that ever happened to me. The best because God was able to change me in a way so profound that I will never be the same and the worse for the exact same reason! The relationship ended up with two children, then marriage, drug addiction (him), and financial issues like I had never known before. The shame, pain, rejection, and anger were more than I can say. The normal problems of of living with a drug addict lasted seven years – he lied, stole, pawned, cheated, disappeared, etc.

During the first pregnancy I had fallen down stairs and broke my hip on one side and foot on the other and was unable to work. Getting around was difficult at best. I couldn’t drive and was at bed rest for the remainder of the pregnancy. After the baby was born, I got pregnant again seven months later with our second child. Talk about depressed! I considered suicide for the first time in my life. I would pray and pray and all I would hear from God was “just stand”, which I did for two years! When you have nothing left and no one to help you out of your situation you find you are talking to God a lot.

What I realize now is that He had to empty out all of my bad choices, get me in a holding still position, and get my full attention. I was so desperate I was willing to do anything. I stood on that marriage and found a relationship with the Lord I never knew existed; however, things continued to escalate and worsen until we too separated and divorced.

After the divorce I was so bitter and angry that I felt I might explode. A friend and his wife started to minister to me and pray with me and encouraged me to stand on what God had been promising. They took me to deliverance ministry and the first time I just watched. It was the wildest thing I had ever seen outside a theater. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I wasn’t sure I believed it at first and didn’t go faithfully for awhile, just hit and miss. Then my emotions were so out of control I couldn’t stand another minute in my own life. Praying and going to church wasn’t cutting it. I would get relief for the time that I was in service and then within hours sometimes I would be worse than when I went to church that morning. So, I went back to deliverance ministry and decided to try to submit and commit myself to see if God could really set me free from all of this pain I had been in for so long.

That was May 2005 and beginning with the first inner healing session my life changed. I have learned how to forgive, love unconditionally, repent, pray, fast, walk others through inner healing, forgiveness and deliverance, and I now have been gifted with a prayer language, move in the prophetic and intercession anointing and am seeking any other gifts God will allow me.

It has taken me two years to get where I am now. That is a very short time considering it took me 40 years to get that messed up. It has not been easy at times to allow myself to re-live some of my past experiences in order to heal, to forgive myself and others who have hurt me so deeply, to look at myself as God sees me – the good and the bad- and to decide to continue to push myself to go to ministry when everything in me wanted to quit.

However, I can honestly say that I would do it all over again because in January 2006, I woke up one morning and was happy and content for no particular reason for the first time I can ever remember in my life. It was because I had finally achieved what I believe was such healing and deliverance that the scale had finally tipped the other way and there was more of God and joy and peace in me than there was of the turmoil and unhappiness I had always known since childhood. It continues to get better everyday and sometimes I cannot believe what progress and the miracles God has done in my life in such a short time.

If you find yourself asking – How can I ever get out of this mess? Why aren’t things working for me? Submission, commitment and obedience are the answers to the questions. Forgiveness, inner healing, and deliverance are the keys to my freedom. Those are the things I found here that I couldn’t find anywhere else. I remember early in my search for help, the Holy Spirit asking me, "If you had cancer wouldn’t you do everything you could to get healed?" I decided the answer was yes and I found my healing here.

--Darla