Wrestling an Angel

Angels are among us, the walk among us and even visit us and we can be unaware. Jacob wrestled with an angel, and angels led Lot out of the city. there is one fallen angel that can take on physical form. This is the true story of the day I wrestled with Satan.

It was 1975 in San Bernardino CA. I was 15 yrs old, the summer before starting high school at Aquinas High School in San Bernardino. My father was a teacher at nearby San Bernardino High School and he told me about a summer AAU wrestling clinic at SBHS that year. I attended and was coached by a big stocky man named Coach Davis. Coach Les Davis was also the head football coach at SBHS. I will never forget the heat in the torrid little clubhouse we trained in.

That next year I tried out for the wrestling team at my own school, and after a few months of very hard practices we had our first pre-season match against another school.
I was very nervous as I faced my first opponent. Would I have the aggression required? Did I have the nerve to fight a stranger and deiscover who was the stronger, the better?

In my mind I had a well rehearsed move, that an older teammate had taughtme. From the go I launched into it, and my surprised opponent was down and pinned in an amazing 5 seconds! My poor opponent, it must have been so demoralising for him. I controlled my amazement and joy and shook his hand.

Now I know that the Lord had delivered him to me.

My Coach at school was named Coach Dale Deffner. He always said to us "When you win, nothing hurts." he said it often and I never forgot it. I looked over at him after my victory for a sign of encouragement but I was surprised to find he looked downcast, even shocked.

About a week after that Coach Deffner told me to come to the gym that night for a special session. I figured he was starting series of training workshops, and expected to meet some of my teammates there but when I arrived the gym was empty.

At one end of the gym a mat had been set up and there was Coach Deffener with another wrestler, already in his kit and a third man that I assumed was also a coach.
The wrestler was a very good looking young man, blond haired with a confident grin. I would see this man often throughout my life, in various forms and guises. I didn't know it then, but after I was saved in 2004 things became clear. This man was Satan in earthly form.
What was going on? Did Coach Deffener want to take me down a peg after my performance the previous week? My opponent was older and stronger than me, I thought I was going to get my ass kicked.

Well, we grappled. the bout went on a long time and neither of us got an advantage or came close to pinning the other. I was getting tired but my pride wouldn't let me give in.

After the match I went home confused. What had just happened and why? Should I tell anyone? Would Coach Deffener get into trouble? Some time later I left the wrestling team because of the unspoken tension between Coach Deffener and me.

20 years later after I had been completely worn down and nearly defeated by Satan's constant attacks on me in a distraught state I phoned a work colleague who I knew was a Christian. He told me he would come right over and that he would bring his pastor with him.

When they arrived, imagine my surprise when standing next to Tony, my colleague was the huge hulking form of my very first wrestling coach Les Davis! Coach Davis, now Pastor Davis, together with Tony placed his hands on my head and prayed over me until I calmed down.

Afterwards I told them about the things I had gone through and I told them about the strange wrestling bout organised by Coach Deffener and his favourite saying "When you win, nothing hurts."

Tony was frozen to the spot, shocked! "Les, you say that all the time". Les Davis said it was a quote of Joe Namath's and a phrase he uses often in sermons. Indeed in Christ the game is already won, and pain is wiped away!

The coach of 20 years before had set me on the path to salvation and righteousness. It would be another 6 years until I was born again in 2004. When that happened all these past events in my life started to make sense.

I share these stories for two purposes. First to add weight to my testimony. So many things have happened to me that they go beyond coincidence and into proof.
Second, to counteract the modern heresy that Satan is symbolic, a symbol of evil, a figure of speech, when in fact he is real and he fights me daily to prevent me from spreading my holy message: San Francisco will be judged by fire in 2010 and that the antichrist is walking the earth and I know who he is.

Fly like an eagle

Back in the 80's I was working for a graphic repro house near St Ignatius Church on Parker.

Hang gliding still felt new back then, and I had really gotten into it. A close friend was an enthusiast and he had a hanglider. It was a "Dream" trainer made by UP who were based in Southern CA.

there weren't many clubs back then and few hang glider friendly airports so we had to go bandit. Find hills and cliffs via word of mouth from other enthusiasts and just go do it.

One day we drove out on the 101 towards Mt. Tamalpais State Park. There's a ridge there called Bolinas which was ideal for launching. Mount Tam is about 2500 feet and the view is breathtaking.

The weather was perfect, sunny, some cload and a light breeze. Chris stayed to make sure I got a safe launch and then drove down to Stinson Beach where I was to land.

I loved flying, I was made to fly. As I soared over the tall pines that flank the slopes of the mountain the most amazing thing happened: a flock of wild geese took up formation around my rig, forming a lovely V either side of me.

It was the most incredible thing, these lovely birds with their neck stretched out were flapping effortlossly alongside me as if I were a bird just like them. I held my course as long as I could, because I didn't want the moment to end, but I was losing hight and needed to turn windward. As I turned the lead goose on starboard turned its head to look at me.

And then they flew on.



This is a microlight, but the pic very similar to my experience.

Other times gliding over the Pacific I've seen whales and lots of dolphins but nothing had ever been like this. I told Chris when I landed at Stinson, but he said he hadn't seen it. He was probably still driving when it happened.

Back then I was not yet aware of God's plan for me, nor had I taken Yashuah as my Saviour, so I did not appreciate the significance of the event. That was to come later

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After I had discharged myself from the place they had sent me I would often feel down, and after I was born again in 2004 Satan's attacks on me increased in frequency and intensity.
One lovely summer day I felt the need to get out and I found myself once again at Stinson Beach. With my back to the hills and facing the ocean I was reminded of those wonderful days when I used to hangglide.
As I stood there, my feet in the warm sand, my hands in my pockets, I heard the voice of God. A voice I know well now.
"Turn around my son" it said. "Turn around"
I slowly turned around. Nothing. Beach, people, road hills, all normal.
"Look up" it said.
I lifted my gaze, and had to narrow my eyes against the brightness of the clear sky, and then, as if out of nowhere three geese came swooping down, inches over my head! I felt the wind of their passing and got such a surprise I toplled over backwards inot the sand. because of the slope of the beach I even did a backwards roll!
People standing by had seen it and they ran up to me, helping me up, asking if I was alright.
You can imagine their confusion to find I was laughing and laughing. I was drunk with joy. The Lord had given me a sign, by sending His geese to me at that same place He was showing me that He had been with me all these years, even back in the 80s when I knew Him not.
"Thank you Lord, thank you!" I shouted out loud. At last I could give Him thanks and praise for the events of 20 years before.

Attacked by Satan

This is a true story of how Satan attacked me directly in 2007.

I have always felt the influence of Satan, my whole life he has tormented my dreams. I realise now that it is because of my special mission. Satan has me targetted.

When I was saved in 2004, when I realised that Jesus was the Messiah. When all the pieces of the puzzle of my life fell into place - my undisclosed Jewishness, the portent of my date of birth and the places I have lived. Ever since that time Satan has stepped up his attacks and I am now more aware than ever of the significance of all the events in my life, in the past and also day to day.

It was Feb 1st and I was feeling particularly tired and worn out because I had decided to stop taking certain medication because it always made me feel tired and confused.
I had slept very badly the night before, and that Thursday I decided to go to bed early because I was feeling so exhausted.

I had to pass the usual gauntelet of taunts and mockery as I crossed the lobby of the shabby building I was staying in. The superintendent of the building was a hulking shambles of a man who always insulted me as I passed. And there was always a group of racist Lebanese kids hanging around by the elevator doors. They always mocked me for my faith and my race. "Hey Uncle Tom" they would call "How's your boyfriend Jesus?". I would say nothing, smile and forgive them as I passed.

This night there was a smell of bbq in the air. I asked them what they cooking and they all replied together "Lamb". I swear they all said it with one voice like it had been rehearsed.

I went straight to bed, even tho it was only 5 in the evening. I so needed a decent night's sleep.

I awoke suddenly, gripped by a terrible fear. I tried to move but I couldn't, I felt like I was bound to the bed. Completely helpless, in terrible, terrible fear I felt the weight of something sitting on my chest, a dark black evil mass.

I knew it was the dark lord and he was mocking and taunting me:
Where is your God? Why has He abandoned you to me?
I replied "Liar! Prince of lies! God was with me in the sanatorium, He delivered me, He will never abandon me!"
Satan replied "Why have all these bad things happened to you? Why are you so alone in my city?" (Satan regards San Francisco as his, and he is correct)
"You lie" I shouted "My Lord is with me"
"No He isn't", Satan replied, "We have the Lamb over the fire"
I remembered the Lebanese kids and their chorus of "Lamb"
"My Lord Jesus is with me" I shouted again.

At the name of Jesus I felt the evil one's grip begin to slip. I felt my body returning to me and my strength recovering.

"In the Name of Jesus I rebuke you, Satan. I command you to leave"

I felt more freedom come to me, and now I could move my arms. I reached down to the floor by the side of my bed where my Bible lay. It is always there because I often fall asleep while reading the word of God. I opened the Bible now and it fell open at Mark 16:23 "Get thee behind me, Satan: thou art an offence unto me". I spoke these words out loud and I knew immediately that he had left.

I looked at the clock and saw that it was only 6:00 in the evening. I fell back into a sleep untroubled by dreams.

The next day I woke up refreshed and went to have breakfast at Sunny Donuts on Union Avenue. The Lebanese kids were hanging around outside looking very sorry for themselves and they wouldn't catch my eye as I passed.
I was reading the paper and I read that the evening before that the holocaust author Elie Wiesel had been assaulted at his hotel the night before. I somehow felt that this attack and mine were somehow linked.

The times of Satan leaving me and his assault corresponded. Satan, frustrated in his failed attack on me had entered the body of a young man and made him attack a different Jew.

The time to speak out has come

I have struggled with this burden for so long now.

It is so clear to me that we are in the end times.

The signs are there for anyone to see.

It was with a heavy heart I was studying scripture regarding the end times and I was reading in Luke 17, Jesus describing what it will be like in the end times. he said it will be just like it was in the days of Noah and of Lot. People will not listen to the warnings and continue their lives uncaring.

And as it was in the days of Noe, so shall it be also in the days of the Son of man.

They did eat, they drank, they married wives, they were given in marriage, until the day that Noah entered into the ark, and the flood came, and destroyed them all.

Likewise also as it was in the days of Lot; they did eat, they drank, they bought, they sold, they planted, they builded;

But the same day that Lot went out of Sodom it rained fire and brimstone from heaven, and destroyed them all.

Even thus shall it be in the day when the Son of man is revealed.

Luke 17:26-30

Isn't that EXACTLY how people are today?

The Lord has burdened me with many visions, visions that have haunted and troubled me for many many years.

Like Jonah I tried to flee from the responsibility God had placed on me.

It was only after the miraculous intervention of Jesus in my life that I started to trust in the Lord and try to make sense of what he had shown me.

And the verses in Luke shook me to the core, as suddenly, as I read them, everything fell into place.

The scriptures, combined with my visions, testify to the destruction of San Francisco.

Soon, very soon.

I will reveal my burden in a measured, calm and rational manner. I have often in my life been taken for someone who is unwell, and I have been persecuted for my race, and I have been held against my will.

Now has come the time for the Lord to reveal His judgement through me.