The night her daughter Olivia died, the world changed. Her car crashed when a sheet of rainfall glassed in reflection on the highway pavement distorted her vision. She was seventeen, fiery, half-curious about God, like most teens her age. Raised in church, but just far enough outside the flame to not be burned, or so they thought. One minute she was driving and next, eternity.
Then came the silence. The unbearable quiet of a mother’s home without a daughter in it. Just heavy thoughts that become too loud to bare.
Elaine, her mother, didn’t eat for days. She slept in Olivia’s bed, wrapped herself in the scent of her favourite hoodie, and left her bedroom untouched like a shrine. Worship music played on repeat but not for God but for regret. To feel Olivia in the atmosphere. “This was her favorite,” she whispered “Maybe she’s near.”
That’s when it started.
A flicker in the hallway light. A breeze in a closed room that was supernatural. The smell of Olivia’s perfume out of nowhere. And then a dream, where Olivia stood in a sunlit field saying, “Don’t let go of me, Mom.” Elaine wept. It must be God comforting me, she thought.
But it wasn’t God. It was something darker, disguised in comfort. And it was watching her. It had been waiting for her. From there it spiraled.
Christian influencers online talked about “signs from heaven” and “angelic visitations.” One woman claimed she could enter the throne room at will. Another said she could communicate with people’s loved ones in dreams and sense their presence “through the veil.” They mentioned Jesus Christ. Quoted a few verses so it felt spiritual enough. Safe enough.
But it wasn’t safe. It was seduction cloaked in Christian language. It was divination dressed up in white robes.
Here’s what Scripture actually says: “The dead know not anything… neither have they any more a portion forever in anything that is done under the sun.” Ecclesiastes 9:5–6
What does that mean? Well it means your loved one is not watching over you. They’re not sending you butterflies. They’re not nudging the lights or giving you signs that they are there. They are in the grave. Exactly where God said they would be. They are not permitted to leave their station, not until the appointed time. Because Scripture is clear and God is not a lair.
“The hour is coming in which all who are in the graves shall hear His voice and come forth…” John 5:28–29 and “The dead in Christ shall rise first.” 1 Thessalonians 4:16
Let that sink in, really think about it. The dead in Christ shall rise. Why would they need to rise if they’re already in Heaven? Why would Jesus call them out of the grave if they were already at His side?
We have confused Paradise with the final Heaven destination. We have confused torment with the Lake of Fire. We’ve confused emotion with discernment.
The dead are waiting. Resting. Some in peace and some are in anguish. But none of them are allowed to cross the boundary back to the living. Not one has been permitted except Jesus Christ Alone.
So if something is showing up that looks, sounds, or feels like your loved one I can promise you it’s not them. The truth is it’s a familiar spirit. A demon, not your loved one. And they are ancient, intelligent, and patient. A whole lot smarter than that immature minds.
These spirits have studied your family for generations. They’ve memorized the voices, patterns, reactions, and memories. They’ve been quietly observing, waiting for a legal opening, like grief wrapped in desperation. And the moment you ask for a sign? The moment you cry out to a soul that’s already departed? That’s when the demonic have legal right to move in.
The disguise is nearly perfect. The voice sounds just like them. The comfort feels real. But it’s manipulation. Not mercy.
Scripture is absolute clear about this. It says in Deuteronomy 18:10–12, “There shall not be found among you… one who consults familiar spirits, or a necromancer… for all who do these things are an abomination to the Lord.”
Let that hit you. An abomination. Not “discern with caution.” Not “pray and see what happens.” God doesn’t give passes for grief-based rebellion.
Elaine didn’t know what she was doing at first. It was small things like dreams, journals, signs, spiritual “gut feelings.” But by the time she started praying to Olivia instead of God, the door was wide open. And the enemy walked right in suitcases and house key and all!
The final dream changed everything. Olivia stood in her bedroom, twisted, snarling, violent. It looked like her, but something was wrong in the eyes. Something cold. Elaine woke up in a sweat, terrified. The “angel” she had welcomed for comfort had dropped the mask. And the Holy Spirit whispered, “You opened the door.”
She fell to the floor and repented. Burned the journals. Deleted every contact who had “guided” her. Turned off the music, and turned her face back to Jesus.
That’s when the peace came. Not the emotional kind. The holy kind. Because she had shut the door on deception and aligned herself back to truth.
Here’s the cold hard truth. Grief doesn’t give you permission to disobey and longing doesn’t suspend spiritual law. Nor pain does not sanctify rebellion.
You may be brokenhearted, you’re allowed to. But your pain is not an excuse to seek out forbidden things. You may miss them, but you don’t get to call them back.
If they belonged to God, you will see them again. But only if you belong to God too. So
stop searching. You need to stop conjuring.
Stop waiting for signs every moment, or feeling chills, listening to songs, remembering scents, and focusing on flickering lights. You don’t need a visitation as much as your heart desires. You need the Word of God. You don’t need a connection you need repentance.
If you’ve opened the door, even unknowingly today is the time to shut it. Familiar spirits don’t leave because you cry. They leave when you repent, renounce, and break agreement.
The Holy Spirit is grieved by how much of this is tolerated in the Church. There is too much witchcraft wrapped in Christian language. Too many grieving parents being seduced into rebellion. Too many lukewarm believers trafficking in darkness because it makes them feel better.
Let me say it plainly, If you are speaking to the dead, consulting dreams to communicate with them, following “Christian mediums,” or sensing their “presence,” you are in rebellion! Please shut the door. Repent and return to the living God.
“Why do you seek the living among the dead?” Luke 24:5
You want closure? It’s in Christ. You want healing? It’s in truth. Ask yourself, do you want to honor the dead or obey the living God?
If this pierced you, it was meant to. Not to shame you, but rather to awaken you. The hour is too late for compromise and confusion.
If you need help or prayer, or prayer in deliverance message me. If this needs to be shared, do it boldly.
Thank you.
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