At one in the morning, a new believer opened his eyes to find three young men in matching sweaters standing over him. “The Lord has supplied all of your needs,” one said, and they vanished. Years later, a stranger with perfect hair walked into the convenience store where he worked, ministered to him for four hours, and left him with a warning about the last days. In this episode of God’s Truth Podcast, Pastor Miguel Angel Rodriguez shares a life marked by angels, attacks and the faithfulness of the Holy Spirit.
Please note: this testimony includes suicide attempts and spiritual attacks involving suicide. If you are struggling, please reach out today to someone you trust, your doctor, or a local crisis line. You are not alone, and there is hope.
A childhood surrounded by witchcraft
Miguel grew up in West Texas, born three pounds and premature to a mother who had already lost several babies. At four or five, he dreamed of God speaking out of the sky: “Warn my people.” But home was chaos. His paternal grandmother practised witchcraft, with an altar of idols and spell books, and mixed the Lord’s Prayer into her rituals. For years he and his siblings were treated harshly in her house, and at times, left alone by their father, they ate from a restaurant dumpster.
Miguel saw things in the spirit even as a child: dark shadows, and once a floating woman in white that the whole family saw. Yet he felt no fear. He now believes God’s hand was on him.
At eight, worn out, he ran into a field, threw a clod of dirt into the sky and asked, “If you’re real, I want my mom and dad back.” A week later, he woke to his mother’s laugh. His father had brought her home. “That’s the first prayer I ever know that the Lord answered,” he says.
A promise and a loss
At 16, his other grandmother visited from Mexico and, every night for a week, asked only Miguel to read the Bible to her in Spanish, a language he couldn’t read, but somehow did. On her deathbed she made him promise to finish school: “Someday you’re going to be an important person.” A voice kept urging him back to class until he went.
Then his older brother Joe, his best friend, told Miguel he wanted them both to quit drinking and start going to church. He asked Miguel to come with him to tell their parents. Miguel felt a heaviness all day and said, “Next time.” That night a state trooper came to the door. Joe had been killed by a drunk driver.
Deep in grief, Miguel held his brother’s knife to his wrist. His body went limp, the knife fell, and he never found it again. He prayed, “If you give me a wife, I’ll serve you,” and went looking for a church.
Turned away, then found
Church after church turned him away. He only owned shorts and a muscle shirt, and he was told to learn how to dress or to take classes first. “I need Jesus now,” he thought. One church he drove past looked so arrogant that he swore he’d never go in.
Then a young woman at the Walmart jewellery counter asked if he went to church and invited him to a youth revival. The car drove him straight to that very church. Miguel had never heard worship music and started dancing. He gave his life to Jesus the first night, and by the end of the week the pain was gone. “I feel like a butterfly,” he told her. That young woman is now his wife.
Three angels in sweaters
Miguel longed to go to a youth convention in 1988 but had no money. One night, dozing on a couch, he opened his eyes at one in the morning to three young men standing over him, in maroon, green and blue sweaters, all with the same perfect haircut. One leaned in: “The Lord has supplied all of your needs.” Then they were gone.
At four that morning, at the church, the friend who had invited him handed him an envelope. It held everything he needed for the convention, and more.
Hungry for the baptism of the Holy Spirit, he had been seeking God at the altar for weeks. That same week, a twelve-year-old girl praying in tongues touched his head, and he felt electricity run through his body and began speaking in tongues himself. At the convention, among 7,000 young people, the Spirit came on him so strongly he couldn’t even order food in English.
“You are my son”
The first six months as a believer, Miguel says, all hell broke loose. A familiar spirit called him in his dead brother’s voice. And one night a voice he couldn’t yet recognise as the enemy talked him into swallowing handfuls of pills, then laughed: “Now you’re mine.”
Miguel cried out, “Jesus, please forgive me.” Everything went silent except his heartbeat, and then he heard: “You are my son, and he will not touch you.” He woke the next morning, unharmed.
Weeks later the Holy Spirit sent him on a long walk across town on a freezing night to his uncle’s house. His uncle drove him home and let him stay the night. As they walked in, his uncle fell to his knees and wept. He had planned to end his life that night. Miguel prayed with him until one in the morning. That night Miguel heard his full name called three times in a dream: “I’m calling you to the ministry.”
The stranger at the truck stop
Working nights at a convenience store, Miguel turned the counter into a pulpit. People were saved and healed. One teenage regular kept saying he was “too young” for Jesus. Days later he was killed. “It put an urgency in me,” Miguel says.
Then, one night around midnight, a gust of wind blew the doors open and a huge RV pulled up. A man with perfect long hair walked in. “Do you lie?” he asked, then told Miguel to hand over the Bible under the counter, which Miguel had never mentioned, and marked passages about honesty and instruction. For four hours no customers came in. The man answered questions Miguel hadn’t asked, including about his brother Joe: “He’s in the right place.”
Then he gave a warning Miguel has never forgotten. Before Jesus comes, he said, there will be talk everywhere about aliens, spaceships and UFOs, and it will be used to explain away the rapture. “Be on the alert.” As dawn came, a truck driver walked in for coffee, and the stranger led him to Christ in front of Miguel. When Miguel turned around, the man and the RV were gone.
Miguel is careful to add that no one knows the day or the hour. “I’m just giving you the events,” he says. “The Father is the only one who knows.”
Called to deliverance
Miguel and his wife served as youth pastors for fourteen and a half years, and his mother-in-law discipled him in deliverance. He has seen demons flee at the name of Jesus, and even watched a crowd of drunk relatives instantly sober up when he cast a spirit out of his brother. He has also faced the spirit of suicide coming against his whole family more than once, and learned how powerful worship is. Once, as worship music began playing on his phone, he says he watched towering spirits pushed far away, unable to come near him.
Today he is in full-time deliverance ministry and disciples others twice a week. He speaks of the power of praying in tongues, of the church losing its identity in Christ, and of the urgency to stay off the noise and focus on Jesus. “These encounters are not to glorify the enemy,” he says, “but to glorify Jesus, because it is Jesus who has pulled me out.” He calls the Holy Spirit his friend.
Connect with Pastor Miguel
- YouTube: Pastor Miguel Rodriguez
Scriptures in this episode
- Philippians 4:19, my God shall supply all your need
- Hebrews 13:2, entertaining angels unawares
- Acts 2:4, they began to speak with other tongues
- 2 Corinthians 6:2, now is the day of salvation
- Ephesians 4:25, put away lying
- Matthew 24:24, 36, deception, and no man knows the hour
- 1 Thessalonians 4:16–17, the catching away
- Psalm 91, the prayer of protection
- Psalm 22:3, God inhabits the praises of His people
- 2 Timothy 1:6, stir up the gift of God
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