Pastor John spoke on this very subject this morning. The enemy attacks worshipers. Worshipers change everything.
He came to me in a full-color dream. That I remember in great detail.
I was with Aaron walking into an event. We saw two older women walking in the same empty parking lot with us. We were looking for the other attendees. No one was in sight. We walked around a dark corner and suddenly I was alone in the darkness. (this is something I would never do. I would never walk around a strange place in the dark alone.) I found a small group of people with a few lights that put off a yellow glow. The group told me I was close. I only need walk around the corner. I continued walking alone. The corner was a rounded corner, when I came to something strange. A group of hanging wicker chairs all done in white with a large and small bottle of liquor in each. I kept walking still alone. I heard voices behind me and saw a man and two young girls. The older of the girls wanted the man to take a picture of us together. I agreed. (Something I definitely would not do) He was a black man dressed all in black. I could not really see his face as it was behind a camera. He was dressed in a black button-up shirt and black slacks. He showed me the picture and they vanished. I found Aaron again as well as the attendees for the event. Just like any fair or concert, there were trinkets for sale. I saw a 2 for 20 sign for necklaces. One was a medium purple and very gaudy. I wanted it immediately. I saw two more one a bright white and one an off white and gold. I was trying to ask Aaron which to choose and turned around to find myself alone again. I was immediately attacked by this man in black. I struggled hard. I told him that I had him pinned. My arms and legs were wrapped around him fighting for my life. I was winning. Suddenly it was if he had an extra set of hands. He began to crush my skull telling me that he had much more to fight with. I could not breathe. I saw red gushing before my eyes as he told me I was bleeding out. I woke up fighting for my breath. The top of my head hurt at the point where he crushed my skull. I had an intense headache.
What this says to me is exactly what Pastor John said today in his sermon at Lakewood. God has been speaking my name to the devil. Challenging the devil to try to shake me. I am ready. My faith is strong. I have made it through so much and with worship will make it through much more. The devil is going to take every opportunity to attack. I will make every opportunity to worship. I may not be inside the four walls of a church. Nevertheless, I am in worship at every moment of the day.
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