Satan is spiritual cancer, the atonement of Jesus Christ is the cure

I got called to pick up a lady on Circle Of Hope Drive which is the Huntsman Cancer Institute. I pulled up and she was clearly a disabled lady. She was able to walk very slowly. She walked up and asked if she could get in the front seat. She said she felt better in the front seat of a car but she had never asked that question of a driver before.

I said, absolutely and she got in the car. I could feel right away that she was a little bit of a tortured soul and the biggest pain she was feeling had nothing to do with her physical challenges. Fortunately for us it was rush-hour and we had to go from Huntsman Cancer Institute all the way down to 72nd south and that is a long ride so we had time.

We started driving. I knew by the spirit that I was supposed to talk to this lady so I started early trying to find out what were the things that I should say. I prayed and then the answer came to me.

First, I listened to her tell me the story of her mother who had advanced Alzheimer’s and had lived with her for six years. She said no one realized how hard that was. I told her that was Gods work caring for her mother and that no one understands how hurtful and abusive someone who doesn’t recognize you can be. She said no one gets that. I told her that God loves her for that service and her mother will remember it.

I told her how Covid had financially devastated us and that I wasn’t getting money from work so I had to drive. I told her things like that happen but the funniest thing is that I know I’m here being protected by God and doing the things God would have me do. I told her, “I am saying the things God would have me say”.

She said, what do you mean? I told her that I was protected by God physically! I told her the story about the guy that came through between the front seats to attack me and was shocked by God just like he was tased. I felt like I needed to attach it to the Book of Mormon so I said you’re a member of the Mormon church aren’t you?

She said I was raised a Mormon but I am no longer a member of that church. I said well you remember the story from the Book of Mormon don’t you. She said yes. I talked about how Laman and Lemuel were shocked when Nephi touched them. I said that’s exactly what happened to me in my car; God protected me.

I told her that God can protect us at times but I could feel her spirit cry, why didn’t he protect me? I had the impression that she was seriously abused at home as a child.

I started talking to her about the atonement and how Christ is there to lift us through our adversities and Satan is there blaming God. I told her that God gives us agency and many times people abuse that agency. I told her that its up to us to decide how we react to the abuse of agency.

I could tell the light came on. I could tell that this thing that I had said to her was a direct hit to her soul. I said you have been hurt in your life. People that you have trusted abused you and it made it hard for you to turn to God.

She said I have fought the impulse to blame God but I am angry at the church. My father abused all of us and it was horrible. He used the church to control us. My brother committed suicide by jumping from a hotel balcony because he couldn’t deal with it.

I felt that she had been sexually abused by her father even though she didn’t say that. She indicated physical and psychological abuse but I felt that this was the case very strongly and I alluded to it without saying it.

There was such pain in her voice and such pain in her face and she told the story of the beatings she would endure and the humiliation her father would heap on her.

Then almost to change the subject she talked about the other pain in her life. How she had been arrested, convicted and put in prison four times for forgery. She had broken her back and become addicted to drugs and had forged the doctor signatures to get the pain medicine that she needed.

She talked about how the judge told her that if she could ever get her life together she could be an amazing person. She told me that she was released from prison six years ago and had been caring for her mother since then.

I started talking to her about addiction and how there are two prongs to addiction. Two battles to face. The battle to fill our soul with the spirit which is the thing “the high” attempts to replicate with Satan‘s counterfeit and the physical addiction to the chemicals. I told her that everyone I know tells me that if you get the spiritual part under control it makes the physical part easier because you can focus on it.

She said wow, I had never considered that. I told her I learned that because one of my missionaries in the MTC had told me that a spiritual experience felt almost like being high and it was occurred to me that Satan was using that to fill the part of our soul where Gods love should reside.

I told her that even though she had an earthly father that was not a great man she had a Heavenly Father that was the best and that she had lived with him for thousands and thousands and thousands of years and she had a love with him and that feeling of being with him was so important to her. I told her that it was like when her child walked in the room, she knew that child was there without even looking. She said yeah I know that feeling.

I said you have that feeling with your father in heaven and I can’t tell you what it feels like because it’s between you and him. I told her that she had experienced that feeling and that she had been searching for that feeling, chasing that feeling ever since. I told her that I always ask people to identify that feeling so that they know what it is. This way, the next time they feel it they know their father is near.

I said, it’s just like Satan to lie, cheat and create a counterfeit to this. That way we become addicted to the counterfeit because we are pre-designed to crave the spirit of God.

I said it’s the most natural thing for us. If we feel the spirit of God, it fills us and makes us more capable and more powerful. If we choose Satan‘s plan and his counterfeit it wastes away and does nothing for us. That’s why drugs harm us spiritually. She agreed 100%

She said she had a brother that went on a mission. He lives in Australia. I said that’s amazing.

I told her that there are good and bad people and families in and out of the church. I told her that everyone has problems and everyone has sin. I told her that no one is perfect. I told her one thing for sure is that when her father abused her and her brothers using the church to do it, he was damning his progression and damning himself by unworthily using that position.

I told her that someday he would have to apologize to her and she would get the opportunity to forgive him. I told her that his own actions damned his progression. I said that I use the word damned because it stopped his progression. I told her that this is why if he is ever to progress he would need to come to her and ask for forgiveness, be sorry and be repentant.

I told her that God puts people in my car to receive messages. He whispers to my heart the things that I should say and today he put her in my car. I told her that this is why I had known the things I knew about her struggles and the abuse she had suffered. She said that it was amazing that I knew it. She said she had never told anyone except her therapist these things.

She told me about one time when she got 24 wacks with a 2 x 4 that had holes drilled in it. It left so many welts and bruises that it was noticed when she showered in PE. The case was sent over to child protective services for an interview. She said the people showed up and within 15 minutes they were laughing and joking it up with her mom and dad like nothing ever happened. She said they did nothing to help me. She knew that no one was coming to help her.

I also said it’s deeper than what you’ve told me. I remembered back to when the spirit prompted me that she had been sexually assaulted by her father. I said, there’s more abuse you suffered in an inappropriate way. I said that while you were suffering God cried for you. I told her that he sent his son for her so that she could have her burdens lifted but his heart hurt for his daughter he loved while she was suffering so.

She told the story about her 12th birthday when he humiliated her in front of people from their ward and the boy she had a crush on. He said something humiliating of a sexual nature and she said, “why didn’t the other adults in that room catch on to my dad and ask, how would he know that? Why didn’t they try to do something to help me?” I told her that I had the impression that it had been going on for several years before she was 12 and with tears in her eyes and a quivering voice she said, ”yes it had”.

She said that when her dad died of a heart attack he was still spiteful and bitter. I told her that she was bitter as well. I said that it’s understandable and she has a right to feel that way. I also told her that the atonement can take that sword out of her hand if she would let it. I told her that through the atonement she could learn to move on and not be so angry. I told her about Alma and his followers who were enslaved,beaten and abused. When they prayed and turned to the atonement their burdens were lifted and they were so light they could barely feel them. I asked her how she would like to have that burden lifted. I asked her if she would like to have Jesus Christ carry that for her. She said “yes, please yes!”

I told her that her father in heaven was everything her earthly father wasn’t. I told her again that she lived with her father in heaven and she loved him and that they had a perfect relationship and that it was on going for thousands and thousands of years. He loved her and even though she had been abused and taken advantage of in this life he loved her more than she could ever know. The spiritual was strong. She started to cry. She said, this is why I’ve never given up on God. She said, I’d hoped that he still loved me.

I said, do you feel that love right now and she said yes. I asked her what it felt like. She said it felt like her heart was so full it was about to burst. She said that the peace felt warm. I said, that is how you feel the spirit of God. That is how you feel in his presence. I said it’s here because the spirit of God is here with us now. I told her to remember how that feels because she will know that God is with her and that he loves her when she feels that.

I told her that God has given us the atonement of Jesus Christ so that we can be healed from the injustice and pain that comes from evil. Using the atonement of Jesus Christ is how we turn to him and feel his love in our lives.

By this time there were full on tears. I told her that her father wasn’t the church and that he had used the church. I told her that God really would love to have her back.

She said that this whole ride has been all too amazing. She’s been thinking about calling her brother in Australia and her daughter-in-law who previously served missions for about the last week. She had been feeling like she needed to do that and start going to church again. She said they had just been thoughts but then I show up and this happens in my car. She said it can’t be a coincidence.

I told her there is no such thing as coincidence and that the experience she had in the car was a way for her Heavenly Father to reach out to her. She said, I can’t go back to church, I’ve done so many horrible things in my life.

I told her that didn’t matter and that’s why we have the atonement so we can become clean. I told her that the atonement cleans us. Through the power of the atonement Jesus Christ saves us, not just in the end but during the trials that we experience.

I told her that every single person at church hears whispering in their ears telling them that they’re not worthy to be there that they’re not good enough to be there, and that they can’t do the things God has asked them to do. Satan tries to make us feel unworthy and inadequate. He does that so that he can keep us away from God.

I told her that anything that teaches not to pray or anything that teaches not to go to church is of Satan. I told her that if she feels that she’s not supposed to go to church or welcome, that is Satan talking and to never let him win. I told her Jesus would open his arms to receive her so what does it matter what everyone else thinks.

She said that’s a good point.

Through her tears she told me that all these things happening were crazy and that feeling the spirit and recognizing it for the first time in the car that day had changed her complete perspective.

I told her that this week is conference. I asked her to listen to one session of conference. She said OK. I said will you listen looking for a message from God to you? She said, yes. I said, do you promise? She said, yes, I promise but not more than one session. I’ve been away a long time.

I asked her if she knew who her bishop was. She said yes he is a very good man. I told her to go to him and tell him about our car ride and discuss the things in her heart with him. I told her he would know how to help her. She said, that’s exactly what I need to do.

Getting out of the car she said this is why all of this is happening. I’ve just never said it to myself out loud. I’m supposed to come back to the church. I’ve got some health struggles and it’s going to be hard. God is reaching out to me and I need to grab his hand. I promise you I will do these things.

She turned around and walked into her house. I had just seen the hand of God move to recover one of his injured daughters from the field of battle. She didn’t tell me but I think she has cancer. Getting rid of the cancer is important, but Satan is every bit as much of a cancer. When she listens to conference this weekend I am sure that (by coincidence) she will listen to the talk that speaks to her soul. (By coincidence) she will hear multiple talks that speak to her issues.

I can’t wait for conference!

I wrote this on Monday before conference and felt prompted that it was this weeks story. I just got done listening to President Nelson’s talk on abuse. The lord grieves for the abused. Look to christ! Let’s be his hands to lift and bless