Jeannie and her husband, Harlan, were being driven apart by alcohol, and she finally divorced him. When nobody else wanted him, he came back, promising to change, and he did, seriously turning to the God of the Bible. Jeannie, however, did not believe him, and did everything she could to make him fall. Finally, she succeeded in driving him from the home into the arms of another woman. But the story doesn’t end there.

Jeannie grew up in an alcoholic home, experiencing much abuse. She had a very low opinion of herself. As a young mother of three, she found herself loosed from an abusive marriage and managed, by determination, to complete her education and support her family. She fell back on alcohol but managed to hide it. She married Harlan, and things only got worse.

Florence’s husband said to her, “Flo, you know what happened is that I got saved, I got saved.” And you know, and of course he started preaching to me, “You know, you need the Lord too, you need to be, you need to know the Lord, you need to be forgiven.” And I’m like,Yeah right. I’m thinking, you know, “I wonder how long this is going to last,” and so I just kind of like laughed in his face.

Florence was raised up north in Manitoba in the small community of Red Sucker Lake. She bounced around between relatives until she was 17 when she met Conrad. He asked her to marry him. What happened next was very interesting.

Gordon’s problems with the spirits weren’t over just yet. He says, “When I went home, the stuff was still in my home; the odors, the foul voices, literally torment, and I had also a very serious problem with alcohol back in those days, from drinking constantly…”

While in the hospital recovering from a heart attack, Gordon said, “I was laying in bed and I heard these voices call out to me, ‘Gordon, Gordon, Gordon’. I thought somebody was by the window; I got up. I had a heart monitor on – I wasn’t connected to any tubing or anything – but I went to the window. Nobody was there, and then I realized the voice was right before me.”