To Listen of the Lord's Jesus Christ Voice, Holy Spirit

By F. Dumanjug

My encounter with the Lord Jesus Christ, the Holy Spirit, came with his all plans, instructions, and directions about this project. It is all perfect for me. Says the Lord, "You will write a book from your journal." The Lord says, "I can't wait to have people get that book." The Lord wants to reach out to people around the globe, to return to him, with repentance, and believe and accept him by faith in order to be saved by his grace and mercy, that the Lord Jesus is a true living God, and his spirit live within us. The Lord said, "This book, I will make it happen, and it will be done."

My childhood has been very difficult, not knowing what my future holds in life. Almighty God gave me guidance, and he allowed me to do what I needed to do according to my plan in life. But not with God's plan. Living in Australia has given me opportunity to achieve my goal in life. When I reached the point of perception in life, the Lord Jesus Christ gave me a free will, which I should follow. The worldly living is only for today and now, or I can choose to follow Christ for eternal life after earth with rewards in heaven. The breath of the Almighty gives me life, and new creation.

Isaiah 55: 9: "As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts." I live in Christ right now, I don't make decision for myself, I consult the Lord Jesus and depend on him for what the Holy Spirit wants me to do. To glorify the Lord our heavenly Father, amen!

Such as Behold I am coming soon! just a matter of time! keep looking up! be ready for a wedding banquet is being prepared for his people! It won't be long now! Anyone makes sure you don't miss it! The Lord Jesus is waiting for the last souls. But won't be forever! because there's a time due!

Decide now, tomorrow will be too late.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tellwell Talent
• Release date: Jan 13, 2023
• ISBN: 9780228885764

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TO LISTEN OF THE LORD’S

JESUS CHRIST VOICE,

HOLY SPIRIT

F. Dumanjug

To Listen of the Lord’s Jesus Christ Voice, Holy Spirit

Copyright © 2023 by Florencia Dumanjug

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Table of Contents

DEDICATION

INTRODUCTION

MY LOST SOUL

MY IGNORANCE AND BEING DECEIVED BY IDOLATRY

I FOUND TRUTH WITH GUIDANCE BY THE HOLY SPIRIT

DURING THE TROUBLE IN MY LIFE

SEEKING THE SPIRIT OF TRUTH

I WAS TAKEN TO HEAVEN

LEARNING A MESSAGE FROM THE HOLY SPIRIT

LORD JESUS HAS REVEALED TO ME

LORD JESUS IS A HEALER

I WAS TAKEN TO HELL

I GIVE MY LIFE TO LORD ALMIGHTY

THE MARK OF THE BEAST

WARNING: DO NOT ACCEPT THE MARK OF THE BEAST

THE ANTI CHRIST

THE LORD JESUS’ HOLY SPIRIT CORRECTING ME

INTIMATE RELATIONSHIP WITH THE LORD’S HOLY SPIRIT

A DREAM AND VISION BY THE LORD’S HOLY SPIRIT

WHO IS THE BEAST

THE END TIMES MESSAGES

THE LORD’S JUDGEMENT FOR MY PARENTS

MY FAMILY’S CONVICTION BY THE LORD

THE ONE WORLD RELIGION

THE END TIMES

CONCLUSION

NOTES

FURTHER RECOMMENDED READING

DEDICATION

I am humbly dedicated to the Lord’s Holy Spirit for guidance, and deliverance, and His direction throughout my journey in life, with the Lord Jesus. The End is near, and The Lord Jesus Christ is coming anytime soon. So be ready, for great salvation.

INTRODUCTION

The Lord’s Holy Spirit came upon me and wanted me to write a book about all my experiences with the Lord, My Savior, My God. To show to everyone and make known that our Almighty God Jesus Christ is a living God, a true God of Heaven and Earth. The Lord’s Holy Spirit can manifest to any of us, and we can have an intimate relationship with the Lord Jesus Christ Holy Spirit through faith in Almighty God. My experience with the Lord Jesus Christ is not only through the Holy Spirit. Also, I was taken to Heaven by God’s Angel to meet the Lord Jesus Christ in His throne room in Heaven. My life in this world was a struggle for survival. To remind other people our God Almighty is a spirit, I let you know who we are in spirit. We human beings have body, soul, and spirit when we believe that the Lord Jesus is the son of God. Accept Lord Jesus Christ who died on the cross for my sins and your sins. We need to be born-again Christians, baptized with water and the Holy Spirit. Then the Holy Spirit will live in us. Remember, we save by faith, and with God’s mercy. Seek discernment from the Lord’s Holy Spirit. His spirit can speak to our spirit, at times. Sometimes through visions, dreams, an audible channel. It doesn’t mean we need to tune into a radio frequency. It is a supernatural manifestation through frequent worship, prayers, repentance, thanksgiving, and prayer for others, and by praising God. Spend time alone with the Lord, and seek first His kingdom, and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. (Matt. 6:33, James 4:8 [New Testament])

MY LOST SOUL

First, I would like to give you a bit of a background about myself. I was born in a poor family in Ozamis City, Philippines. My mother was a Catholic believer. I am the oldest in the family. I have five sisters and three brothers; my father was also a Catholic. Our house was next to a chapel in this village. All my siblings, our whole family, was brought up Catholic. My mother believed a ritual, spiritual belief that whoever of us in the family was sick, she would call her uncle to treat the sickness. When I was sick, my mother advised a massage to manipulate dislocated bone in the arm, or in the foot—stuff like that. Then it was healed. When my younger sisters were ill, my mother’s uncle did these food offerings. He normally brought the food outside the house, and right there he did a spiritual ritual somewhere in a quiet place, for about an hour. Then, when he finished performing the offerings, he would bring the food back inside our house for us to eat. I was only nine years old at that time.

My mother taught me to attend a festival called Santo Niño in Clarin, one of the provinces in Ozamiz, where they celebrate every year. My mother believed it was a good thing to be involved in. As a child I did not know what it meant, what I was doing, or why—only that my mother had told me to do it. During childhood I counted the number of days my mother went to church, and I wanted to go to every Sunday. However, we were not allowed to leave the house on Sundays, even to go to church. All my siblings were involved in making rice cakes—that was our parents’ business back then. We made them and sold in the market, in order to survive, to put food on the table for our family.

MY IGNORANCE AND BEING DECEIVED BY IDOLATRY

I wonder if God helped us by not going to the church to pray. When I was ten years old, I thought that we needed time for God. My heart was always with God. If only God would help our difficult lives, we could overcome, and meet our needs. Until I was nineteen years old, I didn’t find any improvement in our lives. Back then, when I had a short time, I went to the chapel to beseech God, even if there wasn’t a church service. I sat inside the chapel and meditated, so God might hear me, and help our family in those difficult times. I thought, when we know how to pray to Our Father in Heaven, that is enough. As a Catholic, I had been taught a few prayers, but in memorizing the Hail Mary, I forgot the rest of prayers. There was more than the rosary and prayers, which I didn’t really practice. At that time, I believed God existed. But I did not know the spirit of truth, and how Jesus Christ died on the cross for my sins. Back then, we weren’t taught to read the Holy Bible, and we didn’t own one. Priests made their own sermons in church, but not from the Bible. They had their own prayers, too. Brought up Catholic, we weren’t really encouraged to read the Bible. All I knew back then, was that there is a God. As a Catholic, I believed, and worshiped a statue of Mary but I did not know the spirit of truth. Despite being Catholic, I hardly went to church for Sunday worship. I believed if I spoke to God, He could hear me anytime—it didn’t have to be Sunday.

I FOUND TRUTH WITH GUIDANCE BY THE HOLY SPIRIT

When I was twenty-four years old, I graduated from a midwifery course at a college in the Philippines. The following year, I met an Australian friend who helped me process documents, to go to Australia and be close to him. Two months later, I left the Philippines for Australia. I had a dream that day, that I was on the foot path, standing among the crowd at Ozamiz city pier. While I was standing there, I saw the Lord Jesus. The Lord Jesus Christ was standing over the clouds in a white robe, with long, shoulder length, curly brown hair, giving communion to people.

For many are invited, but few are chosen. (Matt. 22:14)

There were a lot of people in that place but only a few saw the Lord Jesus Christ. There were many people who didn’t see the Lord. I watched what the Lord Jesus was doing over the clouds. He looked down on people from above. He had bread in His hands for communion and gave it to people. There were a few men who asked me if I saw Jesus Christ. I said yes, the Lord is just up there, he remains standing over the clouds looking at people. But they didn’t see the Lord. By that time, I was automatically in my dream and knew that was the Lord Jesus Christ.

Even though I didn’t read the Holy Bible back then, the Lord’s Holy Spirit had given me discernment by manifesting for me.

The following morning at 8 a.m., I was dreaming. I saw the Lord Jesus’ face was full of blood and he had a thorn crown on his head. He came out from the bright sun. Those dreams in 1987, I remember. When I had those dreams, I didn’t tell anyone. I thought it was only a dream; I didn’t take it seriously until I left the Philippines for Australia. When I arrived in Australia, I didn’t even tell my friends. I kept it inside me, for a long time.

Living in Australia, I am very thankful to God who has given me the opportunity to have a job, and the ability to pay for rent and food. It was always there in my mind, that my family back in the Philippines were very poor and both of my parents were in my thoughts. Until my marriage broke down, all I did was

work, as I had decided to have two jobs at a time. I worked long hours every day for more than ten years. I needed to pay off my mortgage, car, and be able to send money back to my parents in the Philippines, to support them. I lived in sin, as I tolerated doing what I needed to do. It was all about looking for happiness and material things in the world, by living an earthly life.

I did as much as I could. It was all in my plan—I had all I needed, materially. Until one day, my next-door neighbor hated me. I wanted to be friends with her, then she turned sour towards me. She ganged up with all her friends and threatened me. Every night after work they paced outside my place, stalking me from the darkness. They continued to threaten me, violating my car tires— all four tires had two nails in each of them, every day. I reported them to the police, but nothing could be done. Responders said you must clean the garage, that the nails could have been from my place. It was disturbing. I didn’t sleep well, my heart raced, and my thoughts were very unsettled. I got to the point that I needed to move out from that place. I moved out and sold my house. I went somewhere else, but as soon as I settled in the new place, a group of gangs, including the same old neighbors, followed me. I couldn’t believe what I was getting into, and they did even worse things against me.

How long Lord? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me? How long must I wrestle with my thoughts, and day after day have sorrow in my heart? How long will my enemy triumph over me? Look on me and answer, Lord my God. Give light to my eyes, or I will sleep in death, and my enemy will say; I have overcome him, and my foes will rejoice when I fall. (Psalm 13:1-4)

DURING THE TROUBLE IN MY LIFE

I prayed from 2011 to 2014. Every night, I sobbed with tears of despair, seeking God. When He answered my prayers, I knelt before Almighty God with tears dripping from my face and asked forgiveness for everything, I had done against Him! I needed peace in my life. No matter what I had, without peace everything was tasteless and meaningless to me. I was in misery, due to those people being driven by Satan. When I prayed every night I said, My Lord If only you heard my prayers, you will answer me, Lord. My whole life was shattered. I felt alone, and despaired. I realized everything I had done was a sin against God, from sexual immorality, to chasing money, and following a worldly living. I had not followed what the Lord wanted me to do. I realized I had run away from God. Everything was meaningless. I had carried the yoke and sinned against God. I began reading the Holy Bible, learning the word of God. Then I made myself available by going to Anglican Church.

Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moths and vermin destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in Heaven, where moths and vermin do not destroy, where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also. (Matt.6:19-20)

God disciplines His children. (Hebrews 12:1-12)

I called the police again; however, they were unable to help me because nothing wrong happened. My stalkers didn’t touch me, attack me, or bloody me. When I took them to court for stalking, they threatened me. I lost my court case. My lawyer was looking for photos of them and the things they had done. I didn’t have any proof to show them. Everything they did was underneath my apartment. I couldn’t sleep every night, they made horrible noises near my apartment, yelled out at me, etc. I called the police, who took me to Mental Health for two weeks. I felt helpless. I disagreed with the psychiatrist’s diagnosis. He gave me medication for delusions, that I didn’t like to take because I knew I was telling the truth about what had happened. However, they believed they were right, and I was wrong. The psychiatrist advised me to settle down. By that time, I was having panic attacks. I was scared, confused, helpless, and hopeless. The psychiatrist said if I didn’t take the medicine, I would have had to stay for a long time in the mental health hospital. They showed me the place where permanent residents stayed. They had chronic mental illness, were under medication, and had lost their quality of life. I said to the psychiatrist, I cannot see myself in that place. I have issues with my neighbors, and that triggers my problems—not mental illness. I said, I don’t have a mental illness, so I don’t need to take that medication. All I needed was to resolve the issue of people abusing me. I am not a crazy person. Two weeks later, the psychiatrist sent me home. I cried every night, I even cried out loud. I prayed every night to Almighty God to give me peace. Every time I finished work, I constantly looked behind me, to see who was following.

Every Sunday, I went to church and volunteered as a server in the Eucharist morning worship. I helped set up communion wafers for the congregation; I did that for six years. Besides doing that every Sunday, I continued working three days a week during the time of my troubles. I prayed to the Lord to give me strength and courage to focus on my tasks at work. When I went to work, I forced myself to smile, and pretended there was nothing happening to me. Every time I came home to my apartment, I had to deal with abuse by the neighbors.

Do not repay anyone evil for evil. Be careful to do what is right in the eyes of everyone. If it is possible, as far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone. Do not take revenge, my dear friends, but leave room for God’s wrath, for it is written; It is mine to avenge; I will repay, says the Lord. On the contrary: If your enemy is hungry, feed him; if he is thirsty, give him something to drink. In doing this, you will heap burning coals on his head. Do not be overcome by evil but overcome evil with good. (Romans 12:17-21)

When I started reading the Holy Bible, I found myself doing what I did when I was being deceived by worship through idolatry. I remember this small statue I had with me. I carried it wherever I went, as my mother had taught me.

You shall not make for yourself an image in the form of anything in Heaven above or on the earth beneath or in the waters below. You shall not bow down to them or worship them; for I, the Lord your God, I am a jealous God, punishing the children for the sin of the parents to the third, and fourth generation of those who hate me.

(Exodus 20:4-5)

SEEKING THE SPIRIT OF TRUTH

Jesus says, I am the way, and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me. (John 14:6)

When I read those pages I thought of my family, how we were deceived by false teaching. I couldn’t wait to share this with my mother. However, when I decided to talk to her about the worship of idols, she became upset and did not believe what I said. I encouraged my mother not to keep those saint statues at her house. She responded, why do the priests in church have to worship them, if that’s not true. It was all twisted and had been growing throughout her life. The Catholic Church didn’t want us to read the Bible when we were young, and I was not taught to read it. I kept on