Joe Fornear lived an active life as a pastor until he was diagnosed with advanced stage four cancer.
The first thing [I said] was, “If you’ll just take this desire to be drunk away from me. Let my mind be clear and I’ll do anything. I’ll follow you anywhere.”
Her grandmother threw her out. She lived in a little 16‘x9’ shack by the roadside. I was born in that little shack.
"Suddenly I felt the real power and presence of God. It was like fire and electricity shooting through my body."
"In the most calm voice Melinda said, “Jesus.” She wasn't even looking at us but out toward the station."
I was dead at 9:23 in the morning. My medical report shows the ambulance arrived at the hospital at 9:58am. There had been no vital signs in my body for twenty-five minutes. I was clinically dead.
I understood the power on the demonic side because I had been choked by demons, hit by them, slapped by them.
My Mother refused to make funeral arrangements. She decided she was going to go and pray.......I wouldn’t be here today if it weren’t for a praying Mama. Thank God for praying Mama’s.
They had read an article in the Tampa Tribune newspaper about my Yoga classes at four universities. They knew I was a seeker of truth, hungry for reality.
She noticed the holes in my face. She was like; “Oh, you’ve got a lip ring?” I said; “Yeah, I had to take them out to get a job, you know, working for the man.”