Each day that passed, I was drifting deeper and deeper into a personal hell-unable to sleep or rest, seemingly helpless at the mercy of a sinister force that was literally trying to draw the life out of me.

On several different occasions throughout my life, I came eerily close to losing my life, yet each time I was miraculously rescued. Whatever the reason, I was sure of one thing: since I was a child, a negative force was operating in my life, and this time, it wasn’t giving up-not without a fight. The real questions remained. Why me? Could it be conquered? And most importantly, could I be free of it?

With the help of God and His Word, my husband, my friends, Christian radio, Christian literature, as well as some lessons I learned in Karate class, I would take a journey through my past, a journey in search of a key-the one and only key-that could seal the door shut on my oppressor, once and for all.

Truly, this was a showdown with the power of darkness.