Schizophrenic Woman
Early one Friday evening, a lady walked into church telling us that she heard voices in her head since childhood. She was a believer but always lived in this torment. She shared with us that her mother was diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia. And now her daughter was living under the mother’s curse. I shared with her the generational ties of sickness and disease, and she listened intently. As she understood my teaching about breaking these ties, she smiled and said, “Yes, that’s what I want!” I told the spirits of schizophrenia (in fact, I think I called them crazy spirits) to bend their knee to Jesus and come out. I repeated this command for the next two or three minutes.
Then all of a sudden, her eyes got big, and she said, “It’s quiet, it’s so quiet.” I told her to stand there for a few minutes and let the Lord fill her mind with His love. She came back for the next month and just sat and worshiped and listened, soaking up the wonderful truth of God’s love for her. Each time she would testify, “It’s still quiet. Praise God!”
Our experience each time we are dealing with schizophrenia is also evident in other extended family members and is rooted in past generations. This is why it is so vital to sever this generational connection under the Blood of Jesus.
And He said to her, “Daughter, be of good cheer; your faith has made you well. Go in peace.” Luke 8:48
