Unmasking the Narcissist and Jezebel Spirit

By Dr. Dwayne A.L. Vickers

Are you ready to break free from the Narcissist and Jezebel Spirit?

This book will give practical and Biblical principles to set you free.

Narcissists are not always easy to spot, but after reading this book, you will be able to spot them quickly. In this book, you will discover the traits of narcissist and Jezebel spirit through the

• Language: English
• Publisher: Trilogy Christian Publishing
• Release date: Dec 31, 2024
• ISBN: 9798887387611

Dr. Dwayne A.L. Vickers

Dwayne is a Christian born and raised in Jamaica. He moved to the United States for college and obtained a PhD in chemical engineering with a focus on biological research at Northeastern University. He has performed research at Harvard and MIT-affiliated institutes. After a series of dramatic and traumatic incidents in his marriage, he started analyzing his marriage as a scientific problem. His analysis and findings are documented in this book.

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Unmasking the Narcissist and Jezebel Spirit

Dr. Dwayne A. L. Vickers

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Unmasking the Narcissist and Jezebel Spirit

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Contents

Chapter 1. How It All Began

Chapter 2. Secular vs. Spiritual View

Chapter 3. Characteristics of the Jezebel Spirit vs. Narcissist

Chapter 4. What the Traits Mean to Me

Chapter 5. Did I Get It Wrong? Narcissism or Borderline Personality Disorder?

Chapter 6. I Am Not Blameless

Chapter 7. The Sentence

Chapter 8. Arrogance Has No Bounds

Chapter 9. Can We Be Friends?

Chapter 10. Sins of the Father

Chapter 11. Open Doors

Chapter 12. How We Press On

Chapter 13. Do As I Say, Not As I Did

Chapter 14. Exhibit 21—The Love Letter

Chapter 15. The Poop Comes Around

Fine Print

References

chapter 1

How It All Began

In March 2016, I went to the Shift Conference and got word from a prophet. At that time, I was dealing with health issues that I thought were life-threatening. The only prophetic word I wanted to hear was that my health would get better. Many people chase after prophets to listen to their future, but I have never been one to do that. I went to this conference to listen to the Word and play the keyboard for the worship session. On the second night of the meeting, however, as I played the keyboard during worship, the prophet called me up to the pulpit and started prophesying over me.

He said, I see a promotion coming. God is going to bless you with a mansion. I want you to hold out your hand and act like you are opening the door to this mansion. I see you will be getting a nice vehicle. There is also a book you will be authoring. Your name will be known even in Africa. When I heard this, it was a lot to process. I was, however, most confused about the prophecy of me authoring a book.

The idea of me authoring a book was daunting. For one, I had no idea about what I would write. I am in the sciences, so initially, I thought this book would be about something scientific—but as you will see in the chapters to come, God had something else in mind. In addition, I am not a verbose man, so I felt a bit like Moses when he gave God excuses about why he should not be the one to lead the children of Israel. I thought, I can barely write a paragraph about something, much less an entire book. In addition, it is hypocritical for me to author a book when I don’t even enjoy reading.

Hearing these prophecies set into motion a life-changing series of events.

It started with God orchestrating a situation that forced me to move to California. I lived in Boston as a struggling post-doctoral associate when I received the prophecies. I thought that the prophecy about promotion meant I would be promoted at my current company—but I soon discovered that God had a completely different meaning of the word promotion in mind.

It is funny how we sometimes try to reason and interpret what God is saying one way, only to learn that He meant it entirely differently. This reminds me of the story of Sarah and Abraham. God gave them a word that they would have a child. After time had passed and they still had no child, they grew weary of waiting. They convinced one another that God meant that Sarah would have a child through her maid. In that case, God meant His words exactly how He said them. The lesson here is that when God gives the word, instead of trying to figure out its hidden meaning, we need to wait and see what He is doing and not try to steer things the way we think He is trying to send us.

Along those lines, since I thought that the prophecy about the job meant a promotion at that company, I approached my then-boss to see how we could start setting things in motion for me to get that promotion God had said I would have. At the time, I enjoyed where I worked, and all I needed to improve was a promotion—but one day, all that changed. I had a falling out with a lab mate—someone who, up until then, had been a good friend and confidant—and I stopped talking to him. He was concerned that the silent treatment would result in me reporting him to the boss for not doing his job, so he went on the offensive and reported me to human resources (HR), accusing me of harassment.

It seemed I was going to lose my job. I went to HR to plead my case, and thankfully, they eventually saw that he was lying and cleared my name. But during the time that I was in the crosshairs of HR, I had to take an indefinite leave of absence from work. I thought the story would end after they believed me—but the devil had more things to stir up.

When my lab mate realized he had not progressed with HR, he escalated the conflict to the authorities and took out a temporary restraining order against me. The restraining order was served on a Friday, and I had court to plead my case the coming Monday. Over that weekend, my mom and the church prayed that God would intervene and vindicate me. It was an exceptionally low point in my life, but God showed up at the right time to let me know He was on the case.

On the Sunday before going to court, I made an illegal left turn, trying to beat the traffic, right in front of a police officer. Once I saw him, I pulled over before he even flashed his light. The officer approached my door and said, Do you know why I pulled you over? I responded, Yes, I am so sorry, officer. He answered, License and registration? I handed over the documents, and he took them to his car to run my information. As I waited for his return, I started praying, Lord, please show me a sign that things are going to work out with court on Monday. Please let him not give me a ticket. The officer returned to me, handed me my documents, and said, I am going to let you off with a warning. You seem like a nice fellow. I responded outwardly, Thank you, officer, and inwardly, Thank You, Jesus!

At that moment, I knew everything would be all right.

The next day I went to court and defended myself while my accuser had a lawyer at his defense. His lawyer told the court, My client is a hard-working scientist. His work review ranks him as outstanding. My client fears for his life due to Mr. Vickers. The court then asked me, Do you have anything to say, Mr. Vickers? I replied, Your honor, this case is not a case of harassment. I have recordings that will show you that this case is retaliation for me not talking to him. He was not doing his work, and I stopped talking to him after an argument. He feared that I would turn on him to our boss, so he mitigated that by filing this claim, which HR has already cleared me for. The judge then listened to the recording that I had. In the recording, I said, When are you going to start your experiment? My accuser replied, Tomorrow. The judge then dismissed the case. I walked outside the courtroom and met my accuser’s lawyer. He then said, You did great in there today. I hope you two can patch things up since you have to work in the same place. I replied, Thank you, I have no problem with him. I want to move past this. His lawyer called him over, and we shook hands and went our separate ways.

Now that the court drama was over, HR allowed me to return to work. Work, however, was no longer a place where I felt free. There was such a heaviness there. I still had to be around my accuser. Who knew how many people in our lab knew the real story? I realized that I could not stay at this job any longer. I, however, did not have options. I had applied to more than one hundred jobs before this conflict but received a call back from only one. That one stopped responding to me after the court case. I suspected my accuser had sabotaged that job for me—but what recourse did I have?

God had bigger plans for me. Within two days of returning to work, I got an email from a colleague I had worked with years prior:

Dwayne,

I don’t know what your career plans are, but there is a job that I recommended you for at the company where my boyfriend works. Let me know if you are interested, and I will pass on your contact information to him.

—Julie

Without hesitation, I replied, I am interested in the position.

At that time, I thought that the job was in Boston. After I began the interview process for the position, it became clear it was in California. I had no interest in moving to the West Coast before, but now, given that things at my current job were bleak, a position in Nomad’s Land looked terrific. Suddenly, California seemed like an excellent place to live.

In the Bible, Jonah did not want to go to Nineveh, so God created a storm and used a whale to take him there. I did not want to go to California, so God created a storm at work. Jonah was taken to Nineveh by a whale. I was taken to California by a crisis that resulted in me almost losing my job and reputation. God sometimes uses our enemies to throw us into our destiny. My accuser thought he was bringing me down, but he was pushing me into my God-given destiny. While we are going through the storm, it is not easy to see that the evil done to us is meant for good; in hindsight, however, we can tell.

The first phase of the prophecy I’d been given was complete once God got me to move to California.

Before the storm I went through at work in Boston, I’d started dating a woman—I’ll call her Miss X—I’d met her at a women’s retreat where my worship team had played. Once offered a job in California, I promised her I would marry her.

Up to this point, I had a negative perception of getting married. Growing up in a family where divorce was rampant, I expected a divorce would be inevitable in any marriage. Commitment terrified me. When my best friend told me not to marry Miss X, my response to her was, Worst case, I will just divorce her. This is not the best view of marriage as a believer, but God had bigger plans for me.

I drove across the country, moving my life in my car in three days. The most significant faith move I made was to rent a studio apartment, with the plan that I would move into my mansion, as prophesied, in six months.

As I started my house search, it seemed like I would never find the mansion I had been promised. I kept sending my mom listings of houses, and she kept saying they were not the mansion; somehow, she knew. Every home I made an offer on got rejected, or in other cases, the seller had already accepted another offer before we had even completed viewing the house.

The day finally came when the mansion appeared on the market. The second I saw the house, I knew it was the one. There were so many signs that this was the house God promised. For starters, the home was listed as sold when it was not; consequently, only a few people came to view it. Second, I made an offer on the house when I did not even have the deposit needed for the home. In addition, the seller accepted my bid because the other competing bid could not close in the eighteen days requested.

My excitement for the home was short-lived as the seller reneged on the deal. The seller wanted to back out of the sale because I took two hours to sign the agreement. Seriously, I do work. It’s been only two hours. I expressed this to my realtor. Once it sank in that I had lost the house, all I could say—nonstop, for thirty minutes—was, I know my God. The next call I got was from the realtor, saying that the seller wanted to accept my offer again, but I needed to sign the papers immediately. I did not let a single minute pass this time before signing those documents.

Now that the house hunt was over, I needed to figure out how I would produce the money to close on the house. Even here, God’s hand was involved. I needed about $30,000 to close, and I had nothing close to that. But God allowed the mortgage broker to discount my closing costs, and a wire transfer from my mom doubled in amount just in time for closing accidentally. The house was mine.

As I finally got things settled with the house, I reflected on how God had allowed me to move into the house before my six-month lease at the apartment ended. A person looking in from the outside would have thought I was making a mistake with this purchase. I had just started my first real job out of college (a post-doctoral associate is considered training after college rather than a real job), after all, and it was a high-risk job that wasn’t guaranteed to last. Yet I knew that because God had made a way for me to get the house, He would also make the provisions for me to keep it.

Now that I had the house, the next logical thing to do was to get the wife. Even though I saw many red flags, I decided to marry Miss X. Something was drawing me to marry her, and I was determined to keep my promise to her. We set a date.

I recall feeling incredibly sad on my wedding day; at multiple moments, I wished someone would object to it moving forward. The wedding night was not full of bliss, either. People usually joke that the worst thing that could happen on someone’s wedding night would be for the bride to be on her period. Well, that worst thing happened. Was that a sign of the darkness to come?

The day after the wedding, I started thinking I should not mail the wedding certificate that would make our marriage official. However, I ignored that urge as my bride was watching me. I put the certificate in the mail hesitantly.

For the honeymoon, we made a cross-country trip from New York to California. That was no paradise, either. There were many arguments. We even had a massive blowout at the Grand Canyon, which was interrupted by the sighting of a huge buffalo walking in front of our car. We finally got to the house, and instead of carrying her across the threshold, I was drawn into a fight with her about the smell in the