Justin Philip Pomaika'i Laybon Nagasawa
Prayer Warrior
The LORD God of truth, please help me with Confessions... When I was younger, I was in a summer school swimming class. One of the exercises was to blow bubbles underwater. The person next to me had been blowing bubbles under the water for a long time, so I pulled him up from the water to breathe. The teacher had scolded me, and I couldn't remember it well. Perhaps they thought I was holding him under the water, another perspective was that they didn't want another student pulling the student up from the water when blowing bubbles. Future incidents of strange happenings involving water, possibly as punishment, were occurring at a beach where my older brother kept holding me under water until I came up for air, only to be pushed down into the water over and over until I was able to swim away. I say punishment because Hawaii is a pagan place and has local magics illogical which I hope Jesus destroys. In the future, I was in a swimming school class during elementary school, away from the Hawaiians. The swimming school instructor would accidentally conk/bump me while I was swimming about three times. It was a couple of accidental hits, so I didn't say anything. And nothing hurt. Possibilities from the past affecting the future are two incidents from Aunty ### and Uncle ###. When I was younger, so young that I don't remember doing this, they had told me I ran around until a drawer/shelf had fallen. The other incident that I do remember was throwing a pillow in a pillow fight and accidentally hitting the lamp's glass, causing it to break and fall. I had recently witnessed a strange spirit causing Aunty ### to say, "This is my house" when it isn't her house. LORD Jesus, please destroy and get rid of ### and anything to do with religion and brown skin. Another confession is that me, ###, and ###, had met up to do cocaine during a birthday, and I had overindulged with the eight ball of cocaine the night before. After that, I had lied, not properly communicated what happened, about how I snorted 90% of the eightball of cocaine that I purchased. I think there was some blood in the bag when the cocaine was shared among the three of us. I hope Jesus cures me and others of that situation. I had said that the bag had fallen into the sink, causing depletion when it didn't. It was unbelievable. why did I lie? Another happening was when I was jerking off on the toilet with the cocaine and porn, and I was suffering from erectile dysfunction when my mom had knocked on a locked door while I was high. I cleaned up and let her walk in. I tried not to say anything, and it was all okay. I had ask for shaving razors to make it sound like I was shaving during my goon session. I do believe I did end up shaving though. I feel my parents were kinda avoidant of saying anything about the hours I was in the bathroom with the shower on, when I was goon jerking off in the bathroom for hours looking at porn and snorting cocaine and vaping. I had bought a $###,### split system air conditioning for the entire house. It was because of Jesus! I know this sounds terrible, but I had wanted solar panels for the house to have the air conditioning running 24/7.. They did not want to have solar panels. I feel this is because of the electrician's spirit, who lives close by. Now, I do not even have the air conditioning on ever that I purchased. Originally, I had wanted a box air conditioner for my room, but my mom had wanted air conditioning for the whole house. She looked at my bank account in a branch account and could not handle it, even though she had the holy spirit. I think this is a wrong thought, but what happened is that she might be working the job I was working at previously. I think about hurting and killing my mother. A confession of a lie that happened for no reason at all was when I was describing my teaching of tinting to my younger brother. It was a complete lie that was punished in the future. Let me explain this lie: This lie described me pulling the tint off of my brother's training work over and over and over again until it was perfect. This didn't happen. What happened in the future was a vehicle from ###, had appeared that had caused the lie to happen in reality, where I was stuck with redoing a tinted window over and over again because the grip was pulling the tint off. I think of killing and torturing ### for being a jew or a witchcrafter. Other confessions and oddness is that I had not said that there was a scratch on the right window. This is against what I was taught to do, I can't remember if the vehicle was pressed for time, though. One strangeness is that my right hand was emulating the previous tinter before he left instead of my dad's. Another strangeness is the forcing of confession after a work problem happens. The story is that my dad had a vehicle damaged in an accident and had to confess to ###, who was letting him work in the shop. ### was glad that the confession happened. Although I believe it's a curse stemming from an happening where my dad was working in house tinting years ago and a vase had fallen. I say it's a curse because when they had restarted house tinting, my younger brother had dropped a glass window/glass door, causing his hand to be cut, and may have discouraged future house tinting. My conscience says that because Dad had stolen and replaced the glass door at the ### house, and had reacquired more glass window doors at the new workshop, it may have caused the glass window to break. My mother will give hints with her behaviors and sayings that help me recall happenings. Thanks, Jesus, for confessions. LORD, please help to clear my conscience in Jesus' name, Amen.
