Every October our local radio station hosts what they call a "Thriller Thursday". My kids (and myself) are mesmerized by some of the strange stories callers tell. I have always been raised in church. I know there are only 2 places you go when you die...Heaven or Hell...and once you're there, there's no coming back, but some of these stories are so believable. We even have a lady in our own congregation that jokes about one in her home.
I would love to hear your stories, so, tell me. What's your take? Do the freaks come out at night....REALLY?
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I'm not sure about ghosts, per se, but I have seen something I couldn't explain.
I received my undergraduate degree from Arkansas State University in Jonesboro. There was always talk around campus about the Senath (Missouri) Light. Don't know if you've heard of it. Even my brother, who gradauted from ASU 12 years before me, told me about it.
So, one night, my boyfriend at the time and I drove to Senath. It took us about 45 mins. to get there. We had no idea where to see the Light, so we stopped in a local cafe' and asked a waitress for directions. Her words to us were, "Are you sure you want to do this?" By the look on her face, we were beginning to have second thoughts, but we took her directions, anyway, and left.
We drove down a very dark gravel road that ran alongside a huge open field; no houses in sight...NOTHING! We put the car in park, turned the headlights off, and sat there and waited...just as my brother had told us to do.
Thirty mins. or so went by and we were just about to leave when at the front of our vehicle, way down the road, we spotted a light. It looked almost like the light from a flashlight. Well, in the blink of an eye, that light came at us full speed ahead and stopped directly in front of the car. It was even with the hood, then it dropped down to the ground and started spinning and changing colors! Scared the living breath out of both of us!! We put the car in reverse, backed into a side road, and high-tailed it out of there as fast as we could!!
When my brother saw it, he was actually with some of the ASU basketball team. He told me that those big 6" 4' guys were crying and screaming when they saw the Light!
I have absolutely no explanation for the Senath Light. Legend is that a train hit and killed a man on some train tracks near the road where you sit. The Light is supposedly the latern his wife is holding as she looks for him. You can actually do a Google search about it. Very spooky!!!
A few years ago with some friends, I went up to this high school that burnt down in the early 1900s and there was talk about Ghosts being there. Well I dont know about Ghosts....but it was one scary place!
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I personally believe, not so much in ghosts, but in evil spirits that roam the earth. I don't believe in friendly ghosts though. I am also willing to accept that I may be COMPLETELY wrong, but that is my take on it! :)
I like you beleive there are only 2 places you go when you die & there is no coming back. I however, have had some strange experiences that are hard to explain. Last summer when we took our Girl Scout to Savannah, Ga we went on a "Ghost Tour" - Savannah is supposedly the most haunted place in the US due to the number of deaths from the wars fought there. One stop was at a cemetary in town, we decided to go back for another look, but it was after dark & the gates were locked at this point. Now just looking in, there was no one inside & you couldn't see anything. We took some photos with our night settings & we printed them - WOW spooky! In a few there were some "ghostly" figures - now again I stress there was nothing in the cemetary we could see & there were no lights shining that could have been distorted to make it appear that way, and w/the night setting, it wasn't a flash from the camera! It made us really think about the stories we heard on the ghost tour. Also, I have had a few experiences over the years - so I guess to some extent I do believe there are spirits of some type out there.
You're right there is only heaven and hell. But there are things in the spriritual realm that we cannot even imagine. The prince of this world has a lot of tricks up his sleeve, and this is just one. It will literally blow your mind if you think about it for very long. There is a book by Frank Perelli (?name?). It's a fiction book; however, it talks a lot about the demons and things in the spiritual realm. You may be interested....
I just read the comment you left me about TEENAGERS!! Oh, Lord, give us a huge dose of patience!! It's so refreshing to be able to connect with someone who's experiencing the same sort of things. Join the club...YOU ARE NOT ALONE!!!
Wow...I get spooked easily too. I always have and I've always had to remind myself that God is watching and protecting me. I've had two experiences that were unexplainable...
One was amazing and the other well, not.
When I was about seven years old my family was in the middle of building the house that my father still currently lives within and the foundation is set on a steep hill. My youngest brother Joshua was learning to ride his bicycle at this time. My father was worried that he'd get too close to the edge and take off into the street without being able to stop so he told my brother to not ride the bicycle on the hill.
Across the street was another home of a man whom repaired machines as a living. He had a shelf set up under a little shack with knives, wrenches and etc that he hung up during the day while he was working.
I was inside and without cause decided to run outside to check on my brother. When I ran outside I saw my brother's bike lean over the hill and take off toward the street and dangerous wall. I yelled for my father who was around back turning off the water hose that he'd been using to water the plants in front that were just planted.
My father sprinted around the house and followed my brother down the hill. Now my brother let go of his handle bars and put them across his face. His bike jumped the ditch and flew across the street toward the wall. My father grabbed Joshua off the bike right as a sharp tool cut open the back of Joshua's hand where his eye would have been, a very deep cut that needed stitches.
When asked why he was so smart to put his hand over his face? (He was five.) He said that I told him to cover his face so he wouldn't get hurt. I was at the top of a hill more than 30 yard away at the closest when he first took off down the hill and the only person I screamed for was my father.
To this day Joshua maintains that I must have been yelling at him very calmly to put his hands over his face because he was too scared to let go of the handle bars but trusted what I was telling him.
My Grandmother said that it was a miracle, that an angel must have been talking to my brother...because I was only seven and wouldn't have know to tell him to protect his face. This story still brings tears to my eyes...
The second story isn't as nice. I moved in with my Grandparents for a short while to help with my Grandfather who was very ill. They lived in a home that had be given to them by a very wealthy woman that my grandfather had worked for before she passed away.
When my father and uncles cleaned the house out for my grandparents to move and they wouldn't let the children help. I later learned why. My father told me that the house was extremely messy...with dog poo littering the carpet, roaches, only little paths through the house to get from room to room with trash stacked up to the ceilings in some places. (This was a very lovely home too!) There were also reading materials and things that were shall I say were not for kids eyes. My father said that there were books about things that were frightening even for him. He said that there was boxes of dirty videos and magazines. It was a very long job getting the house cleansed and cleaned.
My grandmother would not live there until her preacher came to the house and blessed the rooms one by one.
While I was sleeping in my guestroom I heard a knocking in the library. Almost as if books were being taken from the shelves and thrown against my wall. I got up to put the cat away thinking she was breaking my grandmother's pretties. I walked the library, books were scattered on the floor but there was no cat. I picked the books up and went back to bed.
This happened night after night. I started to become frightened and would find ways to sleep on the couch. I ended up getting so angry one night, thinking there was no reason to be so scared that I literally started banging on the walls in fury! My grandfather woke up and came to check on me. He found me crying and screaming at the library.
He calmed me down and we said a prayer. The next morning he'd told my grandmother what had happened and she said a prayer with me at the breakfast table.
That evening before I went to bed she made me walk in the library with her and said a prayer.
I never heard the knocking noises again and the books never fell from the shelves again. Even though it'd happened eight days in a row before then.
I think there are definitely demons that occupy the earth, and they come straight from Satan, and as far as ghosts, well, I don't really know. If there are, they are also from Satan.....they are definitely NOT past lives!!
Nah, I don't believe in ghosts at all.
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