So twice recently, I have woken from a disturbing dream, tossing and turning in my bed, to my heart beating quickly, and a strange pressure on my body. And so I wake up and look around and I don't see anything, but I just feel something.. dark.
It's not an overwhelming presence, just a little perverse thing. There are many, many stories about people who are awoken by things that people refer to as "ghosts" or "spirits".
Recently in my life, I've made some choices to spend more time in prayer, to increase my work ethic and overall integrity. The youth ministry I've been a part of has been growing, and we are taking ground for the Kingdom in the lives of our students. I feel like we're finally moving in the right direction. My relationship with my savior has gotten deeper. We're more connected in our community and in our larger Foursquare family.
My mentors always told us that when you start actually being effective in the Kingdom, that Satan will start attacking you. He'll do whatever he possibly can to affect your faith for the negative, to try to disconnect you from God.
These small spiritual skirmishes that have been happening in my room kinda suck, because they rob me of precious sleep, but at the same time, they're kinda encouraging, because they let me know that I must finally be doing something right. I've attracted more physical and forceful plans of attack. Usually, the devil can use more subtle attacks and just clean my clock off and then I make bad choices and end up getting off track. I think he's realizing that that time is coming to an end, and so he's getting scared and desperate, and he's trying these weird attacks at night. But if that is all he's got.. I'm not worried. I just call on God, rebuke the thing, and it immediately runs off and I roll over and go back to sleep.
I might sound crazy. And I never completely believed people who told stories like this; but it's true.
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