The Man Who Thought He Was Jesus

By Pastor Gary M. Washington

The Man Who Thought He Was Jesus. It's been over forty-two years now that I have been set free from thinking I was Jesus, but at the time, I thought that it was a good thing because what can be so evil about being Jesus. I wanted to help people, heal them, and save them. My mother took me to a psychiatrist, and I wanted to help the psychiatrist help people. Now I understood how a cult can get started. Now I understood why so many people believe they are Jesus and are deceiving people. Could it be that some of these people really believe that they are the son of God. I know. I thought I was and no one could tell me any different.

The night I was set free in my mind, I went to that revival to bless the preacher and to help him. I thought he needed my help. I thank God for his grace. Thank God for one of the top evangelist in the country preaching a sermon that will change my life forever more. Yes I was the man who thought he was Jesus. And if you knew anyone who is mentally challenged or if you have any children who have lost their mind because of drugs, etc., don't give up on them because with God all things are possible, and it felt so great knowing that I was not Jesus. I am just a servant of the Lord.

So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed. (John 8:36 NIV)

There was so many that gave up on me. They call me the crazy man. But look at the love of God brought me out of darkness into his marvelous light. Even after I was set free, it took a few years for people to believe that I have my right mind, but as I said, it has been over forty-two years now preaching the gospel for Jesus Christ.

Pastor Gary M. Washington.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Christian Faith Publishing, Inc.
• Release date: Apr 26, 2022
• ISBN: 9781685173951

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The Man Who Thought He Was Jesus

Pastor Gary M. Washington

Copyright © 2022 by Pastor Gary M. Washington

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Table of Contents

My First Encounter with Demons

Demons Again

The Move to Richmond Heights

The House My Father Built

Introduction to Drugs

Life at Job Corps

Back to Miami

Friday the Thirteenth

Second Death

Another Chance

Encounter with God the Holy Spirit

My Second Encounter with God the Holy Spirit1

The Underworld of Darkness Revealed

More Attacks

My Visit to Heaven

Back to the Hood

My Wife Sandra

Gifts from God

Family Affair

Introduction

Yes, I’m the man who thought I was Jesus. After years of bondage to fear, demons, and drugs that led to disobedience, evil thinking, bad behavior pattern, and death experiences, for the first time, I had peace in my mind. Jesus stepped in, and I felt like a brand-new person. I had no choice but to believe I was Jesus, as the pastor told me that I was born again and a babe in Christ.

I hung to that belief, crazy as it may sound, and that set me free. In spite of what the psychiatrist and others thought and believed, I held on.

For as he thinketh in his heart, so is he. (Proverbs 23:7 KJV)

I was determined in my mind to hang on to that premise, although I was looking at years locked away in a mental institution. God gave my mother the courage she needed not to sign me away to the plan of the devil, although she did not even know then that she was doing God’s will in my life. My mother refused to sign those papers.

My story is written to help change the lives of all who may read it—young and old, rich and poor—and bring hope to praying mothers and fathers all over the world, as a witness, that there is hope in Jesus Christ. He can save you from everything, even yourself that is in cohorts with the devil or evil one. My advice to young people and all is, don’t get caught in that trap as I did. If you do, remember, there is hope in Jesus Christ.

Pastor Gary M. Washington

Chapter 1

My First Encounter with Demons

It all began when I was about four to five years of age. We lived in a small house in Coconut Grove, Florida, and I remembered everything just as if it were yesterday. And at the time, I was writing this book. I was about three weeks away from being sixty-three years old.

I grew up with one brother named Robert and two sisters, Pamela and Veda. One afternoon, my sister and I were taking a nap. We were between the ages of four and five years old, and I’ll never forget this supernatural event even if I want to. It has been etched in my mind. The incident temporarily made me paralyzed with fright and fear. I could not move, because as I looked to my right at my sister, I saw a gorilla, sitting on her back, and I looked behind me and saw a gorilla on my back. The gorillas seemed to be identical, as if they were identical twins.

I tried to warn my sister, but I could not speak. I did not know what was happening to me, but I knew what I saw. And to this day, I can see it in my mind as if it were yesterday. These gorillas were not flesh and blood, and it was as if one could see through them. I did not know that they were evil spirits then and did not know what evil spirits were. I was too young. I did not understand my encounter with these spirits. I later had other experiences, and I told my mother, who told me that I was having a bad dream.

I knew it wasn’t a dream, because I was awake and struggling to be free from these gorilla spirits that had attached themselves to me. I would go outside and play and lived like a normal child but was crippled with fear. One of the things I liked to do at that age was to throw rocks at birds and kill them. I could remember that one of the birds we killed, we plucked all the feathers off. If we had the ability to cook, we would have cooked and ate that bird. It looked as if it would have been quite tasty. As I said before, I would play like a normal kid, but when I would go to bed at nights, I was afraid that the gorillas would come back.

Chapter 2

Demons Again

My next encounter with demons occurred one night while I was sleeping in the same room with my brother, Robert, who was more than ten years older than me. I woke up and saw an evil spirit that looked like a leprechaun, with a big hat on his head, that was sitting on the chest of my brother, rocking back and forth and looking at me. Now I could see as an adult that it looked like a leprechaun after seeing all the scary movies, but then, all I knew is that it was ugly like an Halloween costume I yelled out a deafening scream that woke up everyone in the house. And my mother came in and asked me what happened, and I told her. Again she thought I was having a nightmare, but I knew it was not a dream. I was awake, and I was so terrified that I could not go back to sleep. She had to sleep in the bed with me that night.

My next encounter with demons was when I was awake playing in the house, and again, I remembered it as