In a Western city there lived a pious, Methodist family of three: father, mother, and son. The young man was taken suddenly ill and died. Nothing could ease their suffering. Their faith in God faltered. Next door there lived a family of spiritists. Seances were often held there in the dimly lighted room. The bereaved parents were invited, at first refused, but finally accepted the invitation. Here they learned of the ouija board and its uses. With this they began in their own pleasant home. It must be harmless, and if genuine (they thought) it would seem to support the Christian doctrine of life after death. They took care to make the sitting in the same room and at the same time each evening. Immediately results attended their efforts. Messages of affection and instruction were received, beyond question, from their dead son. They were very happy. Soon they found the ouija board was no longer necessary. It was discarded and messages flowed freely. Uninvited voices came day and night, many talking at once and sometimes quarreling. Vile, blasphemous voices were heard constantly. All attempts to silence these seemed to increase their torrent of verbal filth. The parents could stand the mental strain no longer. They went to a physician and were pronounced insane. They were taken to an insane asylum. The husband died eight months from the time he began with the ouija board. His wife died a few months later. When they first began they were warned by some friends, but they insisted that what they heard and saw was proof of its genuineness. Sad! They were in communication, doubtless, with demons or fallen spirits of some kind. God says, Beware.
William Moses Tidwell, "Pointed Illustrations."
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