A testimony of victory - Psalm 79:11
"Let the sighing of the prisoner come before thee; according to the greatness of thy power preserve thou those that are appointed to die." - Psalm 79:11
I want to relate what happened Wednesday night (Dec. 15). I consider this a testimony of God's power, protection, and love. It may frighten some readers. That is not my intention. Sometimes we have to see the power of the enemy and how God triumphs over it in order to deepen our faith. I praise God for His protection.
I was on day three of a fast to break whatever is preventing me from moving forward in multiple ways in my life. I was praying for victory. The day went well. My son was sick, so I spent the day watching TV with him. At one point we went for a walk, as it was 65 degrees but knew a storm was coming later. Everyone was in good spirits. My son was getting better and eating food like a horse. He took a bath, and then it was my turn.
I read my Bible (including Psalm 79) and another book while in the bath. Nothing was strange at that point. The wind was howling. I had a strange feeling there was a supernatural element to the storm so prayed for protection for everything and everyone I could think of. As it turned out, the storm was huge, affecting 21% of the continental United States. Then I prayed other usual prayers: gave my heart to God, gave Him my life, past, present, and future, etc. I asked Him to use all my mistakes for His purposes. I really humbled myself and prayed in the bathtub. Still, nothing was unique about the prayers. I told God my life was useless to me. I made a mess of everything and simply gave the whole mess to Him. I asked to move forward, as that was what the fast was about.
Then I felt a strange feeling come over me and heard a voice or a presence that said, "We've got you now." That's all it said, and very menacingly. I prayed for God's help. Then things got pretty dire pretty fast. I decided to get out of the bathtub because I felt very ill and pains were shooting down my left arm. I felt weak and odd (weaker and odder than usual, haha). If I made a mistake and stayed in the bath too long, I would freely admit I simply screwed up, but all of this happened after I heard that voice. Also, I hadn't opened any doors to the enemy or done anything that allowed this attack. It was out of the blue.
After draining the water, I got to my feet with a towel and realized I was going to black out (not entirely abnormal when one is fasting). This blacking out was not 10 or even 20 seconds. Apparently, I cried out, and then a loud crash was heard. And then silence for a long time. I came to in a heap in the bottom of the tub, cradling my head. For some reason, it felt like I had been dreaming and now was awake. The fact I had fallen and hit my head on multiple surfaces came to me slowly. My head was full of a sharp pain (the mark extends across the top of my head all the way, so I didn't hurt myself only once). Also, my elbow was very sore. But I was cognizant at this point.
Again, I got to my feet, somehow toweled dry, and put my underwear on, then attempted to comb my hair. I was very wobbly and could barely see (looked like static on a TV). I was having a cardiac event of some sort. Standing at the mirror, I held onto the sink hard, but I could feel myself falling again. With the door open, I fell against it and onto the floor. I sat there for a long time. Every time I tried to get up, a force pressed me to the ground. I simply could not stand for a long time. Several times I tried and failed to get up, each time falling. I ended up on my bed. My housemate prayed for me and brought me water with electrolytes. After that, I started to stabilize. I said I should probably eat, so I ate food and broke my fast. Even my feet were blue. Without someone there to help, I am almost positive I would have died or been impaired somehow. It may seem like hyperbole, but that is what I felt. They were trying to kill me.
This isn't the only time the enemy tried to kill me recently. Even on my birthday this year there was an event when I couldn't breathe and thought they might actually succeed. Thank God they did not. This time, though they won and I had to break the fast, I feel they wanted to kill me. In that, they were thwarted. I read Psalm 79:11 as I was in the bathtub. It always spoke to me because I felt I was marked by the enemy. The devil wants me dead for some reason. I know; it sounds paranoid. This isn't the first time, though. Anytime someone fasts, they are more open to the spiritual world, for good or bad. My prayers have more power. I don't understand how it works. I was appointed to die by the enemy, but God intervened. (Witchcraft attacks can cause a believer to die before their set time.) Interestingly, my housemate prayed Psalm 79:11 while I was struggling to stand up after my bath and repeatedly falling. Clearly, God was saying "No" to the devil's "We've got you now." My life is not in my hands. It is exactly what I prayed about in the bath. I gave my life to God, whatever I have left. The devil can't take it. I prayed God would free me from the miry pit and allow me to go forward at His leading. That's in that verse too. What a clear victory! What a thing to praise God about. Amen!
Spiritual warfare is not for the faint of heart. It isn't always this bad; for some reason, the enemy really wants to take me out. I don't know why. I'm just a man who prays and reads his Bible every day. Nothing I do is that special. But, I don't give up easily, which is why I am fasting again today and tomorrow (God willing).
If I continue to have amazing things like this happen, this blog may actually have a future. It's not up to me. I don't know what my future holds. But I don't have to know. God knows. Amen.
Thank you for reading. And God bless.
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