The subject of curses and blessings is often unfamiliar
to students of the Bible. Yet God has much to say about them.
Surprisingly, despite the clear fact that Jesus hung on the tree, and
became a curse for every man to redeem us from the curse of the law
(Galatians 3:13), we nevertheless must still deal with curses. How can I
say such a thing if Christ finished our involvement with curses?
Revelation 22, the closing chapter of the entire Bible speaks to this very
"And there shall be no more curse: but the throne of God and of the Lamb
shall be in it; and his servants shall serve him..." Revelation 22:3
The fact is, curses are still with us. What Jesus Christ accomplished on
the cross was this: He gave every child of God the freedom to get out from
under curses. This was one of His final acts by hanging on a tree. But
clearly from Revelation 22:3, curses still exist and must be dealt with in
the practical Christian walk.
The same argument is true regarding healing. Though by His stripes we were
healed (I Peter 2:24), are all Christians healed today? No. But can they
be if they reach out in faith to receive what Jesus accomplished for us on
the cross? Yes. So it is with curses.
The problem with dealing with curses is that up until now, they have been
generally obscure and hidden from Christian thought. While various
religions around the world have become professionals at using curses (such
as witchcraft, voodoo, tribal witchdoctors and medicine men, etc.) against
the people of God, Christians themselves are largely ignorant of how to
deal with curses. All this despite the fact that Jesus clearly enabled us
to do so!
The very opposite of a curse is a blessing. Not only can Christians, by
the accomplishments of Jesus Christ, learn to claim their liberty from
curses, but they can also learn to receive blessings in place of those
In Turning Curses Into Blessings, Carl Fox shows how the Lord led
Him to expose this gap in the Body of Christ. I know of no other minister
in Christian circles today whose ministry is accompanied by such
extraordinary miracles -- even the big names of the day. Having ministered
with him personally across both the United States as well as overseas, I
continue to marvel at how God uses this simple, humble man to bring
deliverance to God's people where many others have failed. It is not that
one individual is particularly anointed over another, for we see too much
such attention in the Body of Christ. But it is simply that the Lord has
taught Carl this important field of turning the curses that plague God's
people into blessings, so he in turn could teach to the rest of the people
May the Lord continue to open the eyes of our understanding as we pursue
our relationship with Him. And may your heart be as thrilled as mine has
been to see how the Lord will turn our curses into blessings as we learn
to obey Him.
Kingdom Faith Ministries
A Rude Awakening
“Do you remember this man?” asked a group of ministers
who came up to me after a gathering in a university hall a few years ago.
They pointed to a man in the group who kept grinning from ear to ear and
waving at me. But I had no recollection of seeing him before.
It was a chilly fall night and I was in western Ukraine with a fellow
minister who was teaching an accredited Bible College course. In those
days in western Ukraine, nobody smiled and waved—they were still under
great oppression, even though the Iron Curtain had already been lifted.
What was there to be happy about in a place so devastated that many people
died every winter from the cold and hunger? The government-run heating
plants were broken down and the Communist governments that had held this
nation in bondage since 1922 had taken all the spare parts when they
departed in the 1980’s. The very young, the very old, and the unhealthy
perished every winter.
A smiling, happy man just didn’t look normal for that environment. The men
who had asked me to identify the happy fellow went on to tell me that he
was the one they had brought to me for prayer the night before.
Not many people go to the western part of the Ukraine. It is very
difficult to get into this part of the country, and there is no guarantee
that you can get out once you are in. This area used to have a secret city
where Russian spies were trained during the Cold War before coming to the
West. The interpreters that were hired, avowed atheists and communists,
had formerly taught English to the spies that came to the West. The
Christian minister in charge of the translation work during the class had
to monitor their work closely. But while helping with the translating,
they accepted Jesus as their Lord and they started showing the fruit of
the Spirit that had changed their hearts and lives.
The Russian Mafia has so much control there now that it is a bad situation
and Christians are still suffering very much. This area is so different
from most of Eastern Europe, because the Ukraine fell under Communism in
1922, not in the 40’s, like the rest of Eastern Europe. Right after World
War I, Russia overpowered them and then they lost their identity.
Immediately after Russia took over, the Ukrainian language was made
illegal and so was Jesus Christ. Anyone who used the name of Jesus was
killed. The churches were required to support propaganda programs during
the daytime, so people could hold church services only after 8 p.m. No
young people were allowed and the name of Jesus and the Ukrainian language
Every church, even the Orthodox, had nicely-kept graves in the back for
the martyrs who had refused to stop naming the name of Jesus. In our
nation, the United States, we are very fortunate. People in this nation
commonly use His name in vain or slanderously, but in the western Ukraine,
most people have never even heard the name of Jesus, even as a swear word.
So where do you start in a place like this to reach people with the name
of Jesus and the love of God? We just had to trust the Lord to give us the
way to do it.
At the hall, where we held evening meetings for the general public to tell
them about Jesus and God, I stood in the back and offered to pray for
healing and deliverance for anyone who was sick—something these Ukrainians
had never heard of. The very first night we did this, things were slow,
but once people started getting healed and delivered, they started
bringing others to be prayed for. Even though they had never heard of
Jesus, given the seventy years of their captivity in atheism, they knew
about spiritual power with long experience with witchcraft. Witchcraft was
the leading spiritual power over there. The man who was brought to me the
night before had been cursed with a professional curse by witches. I guess
that he figured in order to get rid of the curse he had to go to a
clairvoyant, which compounded his problems!
The whole village knew that the man, whom I will call Slava, was cursed.
They were familiar with that kind of spiritual power. No one would do
business with him, leaving him without income. His mother-in-law had come
down with a virus and was dying of dehydration. His mother had a stroke
and was paralyzed. The whole family with all the children was living in a
one-bedroom house with no food or money. And to top it all off, the roof
had caved in on part of their house. When someone brought Slava to me for
prayer, without thinking twice about it, I removed the curses from him in
the name of Jesus, because I was confident that that was what God said to
do. Then I went on to pray for the next person and many others, totally
forgetting about the cursed man.
The next night when he showed up at the meeting, the people explained
through our interpreter what had happened. I had prayed to remove the
curses. He had gone home to find that his mother-in-law—who had been
dehydrated, dying with a virus, and who hadn’t been able to eat—was up
making cabbage soup! She was feeling great and was just hungry. They went
to bed very late that night because there was great rejoicing in their
house. When they got up the next morning, his mother, who had been
paralyzed for months, was sitting on the edge of the bed working on
getting her balance.
There was no real reason to hurry down to the shop, because nobody was
doing business with him anymore. They hadn’t had this much rejoicing in a
long while. It was about two o’clock in the afternoon when he finally got
down to the shop. When he arrived, people were lined up all the way down
the street waiting for him to come. The strange thing was that nobody knew
that things had changed in his house. Yet, there had been an about-face
regarding everything in their lives.
When they told me about what had happened to this man, I thought to
myself, “I’ve got to learn about this,” but we were so busy that I did not
think that much about it again. That was a big mistake! I had no idea I
would suffer consequences as a result of my lack of knowledge of how
powerful curses really are. I was new to the whole idea and God was using
this incident with the man to teach me. It turned out to be a very hard
lesson, because without really thinking it out, I had stirred up the
devils in the witches who had cursed the man.
You see, just being oblivious to something does not mean it can’t happen.
You may say, “Oh, well, it won’t hurt me to step off this building.” But
when you hit the ground, it’s still going to hurt you, even if you don’t
know what gravity is—if you happen to live through it.
The consequences began while we were still in the Ukraine. We had an
incident with the Ukrainian army, “the big guns,” and had a hard time
getting out of the country. At the time, it never even occurred to us that
anything serious was happening, much less that we had been cursed. I was
caught in a no-man zone between the borders of Hungary and the Ukraine for
hours. These countries usually have no-man zones about a block wide. It
was a bitterly cold day, with no place to take shelter, and I was wearing
very little clothing. We had given most of our clothes away before
returning home. The weather had been warmer when we arrived in the
Ukraine, but it had turned very cold by the time we returned to Budapest.
When we got back to the eastern United States, even stranger things were
happening. I hadn’t slept for four days; I just couldn’t sleep. My wife
was waiting for me in the Southeast and we still needed to drive across
the country to our home in New Mexico. So I said, “We might as well go
back home now, because I can’t sleep.” We took off. We were on the
Interstate Highway 20 and it was raining so hard we couldn’t see, when
both my back tires went flat. There was nothing we could do about it—we
couldn’t get anyone to stop to help us. Finally, after sitting there for
about three hours, still not able to sleep, I just started driving and
prayed, “God, please protect our tire rims.” So, we drove thumpety-thump,
two or three miles an hour for miles, until we reached the next exit. When
we got there we found a mechanic’s garage, but the people wouldn’t help
us. This really happened! I was getting very puzzled and questioning why
this was all happening.
It was the middle of the night and we didn’t know if we should go on from
that gas station. Then I remembered we had an Auto Club card, so I called
them, and they came to help. They towed us about twenty miles to a tire
dealership, where they dropped us in front of the garage doors. There we
sat for a couple of hours until the workers showed up and even they were
unfriendly! After we bought a couple of new tires, we got all the way home
Finally, on arriving home in Albuquerque, I found out that my business had
been totally dead for many days. Everything had just come to a complete
stop. Everything! I found out that people, who had loved us before, now
were being spiteful. The people who were going to help us financially with
the trip did not come through with the money promised, so we were
extremely deep in debt. I fasted and prayed until I received a word from
the Lord. It consisted of one word only, “curse,” that’s all. I picked up
the phone to call a friend and he asked me, “Were you messing around with
witches in Russia?” I said, “No, I was not messing around with witches!
And I was in Ukraine, not Russia!” Then I remembered the incident with the
man who was cursed.
We went out to pray at the sand dunes near Albuquerque. The view there is
amazing. From those hills of sand on the high desert, I could see mountain
ranges all around us, some as much as a hundred miles away. As I prayed,
I’d watch storms come and go and move around. In this awesome beauty, I
would sense God’s presence very strongly. This was one of my favorite
praying places, with the sand blowing like drifting snow. For two or three
hours, we praised God and prayed. When we got back, the phone was
ringing—boom! Business was flowing again. Out on the dunes I had prayed in
the name of the Lord Jesus Christ, asking God to remove all the curses I
had picked up, and thanking Him for blessing us even though we were
hurting and our business had been shut down on us. The curses were broken,
business was back to normal, and we continued to ask God for everything to
work well. We started receiving blessings again instead of being cursed.
That incident started me on a quest with God to understand about curses
and how they can be broken. Little did I know at the time that I would end
up traveling all over the world teaching about this subject. I have taught
the topic as a class called “Turning Curses to Blessings” over two hundred
times and have traveled to three different continents. By God’s grace,
thousands of people have been healed of diseases and bad health
conditions. Many have been delivered from oppression. Blind people can now
see and deaf people can now hear. People have been healed of back
problems, heart problems, emotional problems, and economic problems.
People have had marriage problems from generational curses. God showed
them to us and we removed them in the name of Jesus. Then later those same
people would tell us things like, “You’re right! I’m from a third
generation of divorcees!” All of these miracles have happened as a result
of finding the curses and replacing them with blessings from God.
Let me make something very clear. All this has happened to us, not because
I’m such a great person, but because I have been willing to do whatever
God asks me to do. I’m just an ordinary man (and not too good a one, at
that), but God is extraordinary and awesome! The visions He has given me
and the things He has taught me have tremendously enriched my own life. I
have had to put up with a lot of issues in my life and now I know how to
deal with them.
Now I understand how they can be solved and the authority that Satan had
over me before has been broken. I want to emphasize again that this has
nothing to do with my being a special person. All the glory goes to God
for any time anyone is healed or delivered. The promise of God is: “And
whatsoever ye shall ask in my name, that will I do, that the Father may be
glorified in the Son. If ye shall ask any thing in my name, I will do it.
If ye love me, keep my commandments” (John 14:13-15).
Let me tell you a little about my background. As a small child, I used to
speak to and hear from God, singing, and talking to Him as I ran down the
deer trails in northern Minnesota. My communication with God was good,
until there were a series of incidents in the church that caused me to
rebel against God. You see, I believed that the church represented God. As
time elapsed, I drew closer to the Lord and I began to ask convicting
questions – the kind that make some ministers nervous when persistent
little kids ask honest questions. There soon came a time when I was
rejected by the church. When they rejected me, I felt God had rejected me
and I blamed God. It was then that I decided I was not going to have
anything more to do with the things of God. I became intensely angry and
rebellious. A lot of deep-rooted curses had come through our bloodline—all
the way from Ireland! A curse of anger and other curses really affected us
after my whole family left the church.
Prior to that time, I had a good relationship with my family members, but
something happened that caused us to be driven away from each other. After
that, family relationships deteriorated. Around that time, my uncle and my
father got into a violent fight. No one ever saw my uncle again—ever! My
brother and I didn’t have anything to do with each other for twenty-five
years. Years later, once I understood how curses worked against our
family, I talked to my brother and we prayed. We became the best of
friends after all those years! These curses are real! And they happen all
over the world, not just to the Irish!
After I stopped going to church, I no longer looked to God for answers.
Life became very difficult for me. I was a rebellious teenager working as
a hand on my father’s farm. I left home at seventeen to make my own way in
life. I worked at all kinds of jobs until I finally started working as a
life insurance salesman. I became very successful in business and I built
up my own insurance agency. I was earning a high income from it, as well
as from several other businesses I started. I had the world at my feet or
so I thought!
Ever since being rejected from the church, there was always a thread of
anger, hatred, and violence that colored all my actions. I never had peace
in my heart. I was always on the offensive and experienced a lot of
rejection in personal relationships. My anger curse didn’t help too much,
either. Barroom brawls, fights, angry reactions, and revenges were a
common occurrence. I was smart enough to keep good working relationships
for the sake of business, but was forever restless, always looking for the
next challenge, never satisfied.
It was not until I was about thirty years old that I finally made my peace
with God again. At that point, I resolved to serve Him and do what He told
me, in spite of the cost. This was a new beginning in my life, a time of
new challenges and new things happening to me. I couldn’t even begin to
tell you of all the times that God protected me, times when I was sure
there were angels looking after me. I lived in many places, met many
people, and talked to them about the mercy of God for them. I also met my
lovely wife, Sheila. We were living in Albuquerque, New Mexico, when I
finally began to understand for the first time about all those
unexplainable things in my life and in the lives of others.
EXPLAINING THE UNEXPLAINABLE
There are so many questions we ask ourselves. Why are the Irish always
fighting each other? Why are there so many poor people in certain
countries? Do the gypsies always have to roam around? Why can’t the
Israelis and the Arabs get along, when they are both descendents of Father
Abraham? How come some people get sick and the doctors are never able to
do anything to heal them? What does it mean when certain countries in the
world just can’t seem to stop having revolutions and live in peace?
I’ve discovered that when we ask God these questions,
He will always answer them so we can learn to live a life full of rich
blessings, instead of one that is cursed and tormented. We have many
questions in our own personal lives that seem totally unanswerable and
people conveniently say to us, “You’ll just have to wait until you go to
heaven so that God can tell you.”
I’ll tell you, I have asked Him many questions! Now I’ll ask you. Did you
know that God curses people? Do you know that many times you curse
yourself and don’t even know it? How about all the people who curse you
and don’t even realize they are doing something so bad? Do you know about
professional curses? Have you ever seen a man of God curse someone, in the
name of God? Curses are powerful things and nobody wants them in their
I have seen how curses operate in different cultures with different
people. Certain races of people have things in their culture or history
that cause curses. One day, here in America, an Apache Indian from New
Mexico came over to my house. He was drunk and upset because of what white
men did to the Indians, including introducing them to alcohol. So I said
to him, “I wonder who laid out the biggest curse, us or you?”
And he asked, “What do you mean?”
I said, “Well, the white man didn’t know anything about smoking tobacco,
either—until they connected with the Indians. I wonder which caused the
greatest problem: alcohol or tobacco?”
He got really mad at me and said that was not true. So I asked him, “Are
you calling me a liar in my own home?”
He replied, “No, but it just is not true.”
I responded, “Well, you’re drunk and you’re not very polite, so hit the
road. Get out of here!” He was belligerent.
A week later, he came back and he said, “Preacher, I have to tell you, I’m
I said, “For what?”
Then he answered, “Because you told the truth and I called you a liar.”
The interesting thing about this incident is that we became friends. I
discovered he was a medicine man. Over a period of time, I talked to him
about Jesus Christ. He confessed Jesus as Lord and renounced all his
practices of witchcraft. At this time, he was born again into the family
of God, delivered from the power of evil, and healed in his body. He even
brought several friends to me so they could get the “whole works” too!
But, when he fell back into alcohol, he came back to our place drunken and
belligerent. I told him he had to leave until he sobered up. The next day
we found feathers stuck all over our property in the manner of Indian
witchcraft. He had laid curses on us, because he didn’t know anything
else. That was just his way of doing things.
Have you ever wondered why American Indians have historically had a much
lower tolerance for alcohol than white settlers? Many become alcoholics
and don’t have to drink very much to get drunk. I believe the curse is in
their blood—I say this with all respect, because I have dear friends who
are American Indians.
There are also certain things that are unique about the Russians and the
Germans, as well as other Caucasian groups. Here in the United States
people tend to classify all white people together, but they are really
distinct white races. These races come from different parts of Europe and
you often encounter different curses on them. Some people wouldn’t want to
call them that, but it’s true!
When I look at the curses that came on this land because of slavery, I see
that they caused a war that we still have not recovered from in some areas
of the country. I believe the bitterness is still there. Also, many blacks
have not truly received freedom. The situation, in which blacks in Africa
sold their brothers and sisters into slavery, and the subsequent
enslavement in this country, brought many curses on them, both in Africa
and America. We see this in the gangs on the streets of America today.
But what about the good things in life? Do you ever wish something would
go right for you? How many times have you desired to have good
relationships with people and something keeps messing you up? Have you
ever read books about when bad things happen to good people? How would you
like to read a book about how good things could happen to bad people?” God
wants to turn the bad into good in my life and He wants to do it in yours.
My story is only an example to help you, the reader, understand that I am
just like you—probably worse—and God has used me, and is using me, to help
people come out of conditions that are out of control in their lives.
There’s no way I could have been good enough to deserve His favor. If
there is anything in this book that speaks to you, to your situation, and
helps you to get free, all the honor and respect and glory belong to God
and Jesus Christ. Jesus Christ is the only way to be rescued from man’s
sinful condition! He is our freedom and our peace. Look for Him and you
will find Him; ask Him and you’ll receive; open yourself up to Him and He
will communicate with you and you with Him. God says that if you don’t
ask, you don’t receive. So, what’s wrong with asking? Nothing! It’s great,
because He does answer!
This book is all about turning bad to good and many things more! So, put
on your seat belt and take a ride with me. I pray you’ll never be the same
after this trip and you will walk in God’s blessings all the days of your
Turning Curses to Blessings
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