Kristine McGuire was raised in a Christian home and grew up becoming very involved in the spiritual world. The problem was that it was not the true love of Christ that she was searching for for ghosts and demons. Watch this motivational video as Kristine shares her inspirational life story of how the screams of a demon gave her a revelation of the authority Christ.
I was raised in a traditional Christian home and was six years old when I learned Jesus wanted to save me from my sins at Vacation Bible School and asked Him to be my Savior. However, even as I went to church every Sunday, sang all the Bible songs, and learned about God, there were other influences in my life. And because of those influences I became absolutely fascinated by the occult. Ghosts, witches, mediums, psychics, haunted houses…I was interested in it all.
When I was nine years old I wanted to be a fortune teller when I grew up (or a missionary in Africa..go figure). I have no idea how I learned about palm or card reading, but I found it fascinating. My friends and I would pretend to be psychic. We would have “séances” at our sleepovers, tell ghost stories, and try to conjure the face of “Bloody Mary” in the mirror, or levitate each other with our fingertips. However, as a teenager I started reading the Bible myself and learned God warned against all the practices I thought were interesting. I loved God and didn't want to offend Him, so I stopped participating in occult games and seeking psychic experiences, but the desire remained. Even as I devoted myself to God, went to a Christian college, met and eventually married a Christian man, there was always a longing to explore those hidden occult interests.
My husband and I loved God and wanted to serve Him. We were very active in church. I knew a relationship with God was based on His mercy but some how over the years as I had children and lived life I lost something in my relationship with Christ. I forgot the mercy of my Savior and began listening to others who suggested to be a "real Christian" you had to follow certain rules or live a certain way to be godly. As a result, I became very legalistic, replacing a relationship based on grace and faith for strict religion and a desire to be "the perfect Christian".
Over time as I worked to be godly through my own efforts, I also became angry and confused when all my efforts seemed to be ignored by God. Life was not easy and our family was not prosperous despite doing all the correct things or saying the right words. Depression began affecting all of my relationships but most especially the one with my husband. I simply couldn’t live up to my strict demands of perfection, and neither could he. Eventually I stopped reading the Bible and gave up on prayer. Going to church became a rote exercise for both of us.
In 1999, I came to the conclusion that Christianity wasn’t working for me. I believed I could never be "good enough" to meet the standards of perfection I believed were necessary to please God, so after twenty-nine years in the church…I left.
Being a person of faith, however, I knew I couldn’t live in a spiritual vacuum. Jumping feet first into the spiritual unknown, I decided to explore Wicca (a goddess/earth-based pagan religion incorporating witchcraft) which I first learned about in 1995. I began to study anything I could find, surfing the internet, joining pagan message boards, and befriending those with like mind or who could answer my questions. I studied mythology,and learned about herbs, crystals, colors, as well as divination techniques such as the tarot and pendulum. It wasn't long before I committed myself to witchcraft, embracing it as my new spiritual path.
For the first year I hid my mystical practices from my husband…who was going through his own emotional and spiritual struggles…but eventually I left our marriage. I thought I'd found freedom, and that included freedom from him. Over the next several years I began exploring other areas of the occult, especially psychic development, eventually becoming a Clairesentient Medium and a ghost hunter.
Thankfully, despite my willful disobedience and outright idolatry, God was not about to let me go easily. From the beginning the Holy Spirit was always there, reminding me of His presence and convicting me of my sin. Because of this, I spent a lot of time wondering if I was making a mistake. I would waffle between Christianity and witchcraft. More than once I threw away all my books and witchcraft supplies only to go back to mystical practices a month or so later. The problem was in spite of being convinced Christianity couldn't work for me I still loved the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. I wanted to be able to worship God but practice The Craft! Eventually, I decided to bring my past faith into my current practice and began culling from both Christianity and witchcraft….taking what I liked, and leaving the rest behind.
I became a Christian witch.
While creating my own unique (and hidden) spiritual path, I went back to church and reunited with my husband, all the while practicing witchcraft, acting as a medium, and going on paranormal investigations. I honestly believed I'd found my answer and was perfectly content until through a rather odd circumstance, God’s truth finally broke through my deception and malaise, setting me free. I confessed my sin and renounced all I had done over eight long years and recommitted my life completely to Jesus Christ. My life and faith were restored.
What I experienced during my eight year spiritual journey was often dark and difficult, but I'm thankful for having walked through it. Now I'm firmly set in the center of God's will. No matter where I go from here, I will serve Him. My prayer is God will use my experiences to bring Him glory, reveal the truth of His never ending mercy, grace, and forgiveness to all, encouraging anyone who might be on a similar journey to never stop seeking Him.