The Terror by Night
During my early days as a child, one of the things that often plagued me was Night terrors. I had this terrible affliction for quite a while during my childhood. In most of them, I would be paralyzed, unable to speak and sometimes unable to see. There was only this awareness that something big, bad, ugly and evil was after me and I could do nothing about it but recant the only Word associated with high power, "Jesus."
The thoughts of Jesus and Blood of Jesus would be the only thing running through my head. Some nights I would feel the weight of this evil entity on me but by God's grace somehow, I'd be able to jerk awake. Those kinds of nights were very terrible for me. Some days l'd wake up and still couldn't see. It was as though the feeling of me loosing my sight followed me into reality. I'd jerk up sometimes grappling and trying to re-orient myself. It got to a point that I would wake up from sleep and still stay lying down just so that feeling could pass away. I only got up once I could see better. This was what precipitated me to get correctional glasses for astigmatism at a much earlier point in my life.
I remember also, the feeling of falling but never landing. Just this endless black pit trying to suck me in as I was sruggling to get out (wake up). It would feel like hands were holding me back and drawing me in. Sometimes I'm successful, other times it just went on until somehow I'm jerked awake by some invisible force.
Understand that back then, my family was not the very spiritual type. The only one who paid attention to that aspect was my mother. I'll probably never know if it's her prayers for me that eventually broke that torment in my childhood or maybe it just went away with time.
I know that given the age we are in which science provides an explanation for everything, it's difficult for people to see beyond a world we can see and touch. However, by experience, I've come to know that there are forces beyond us in this world that seek to devour and just take and take from you. Though I didn't really understand the power in the name Jesus, I still believed that somehow He was watching over a helpless little girl who had night terrors.
As I grew older, I hated that feeling of helplessness. I guess it must be why I'm fascinated by power, Godly power. My favorite Bible scripture is, "For God has not given you the Spirit of fear, some versions say timidity. But of Power, of love and of a sound mind." As I discovered this scripture, I would speak it to myself over and over again till I started believing it.
The night terrors stopped at some point in my life which I can't really remember.
However, I still had and have the occasional attacks. Sometimes I can speak and even engage in some sort of physical struggle. Other times, I can't speak or move but yet I don't feel helpless anymore. I had that scripture in my head and I knew I was far from defenseless.
One such night, I had this evil and vile creature come at me, though I can't remember the outcome, I know I woke up angry. I was splitting mad. What audacity did that thing have to attack me?" That was my train of my thought. I stood up from the bed and I started making bold speeches and declarations. There was no one in the room but I spoke as though there was. I said things like, "I'm not afraid of you," "you can't have me", "you hold no power over me", "you've been defeated years ago", etc. Lol.
There's nothing like bold declarations to put you back in command. Our words have the capacity to carry life. As such, we should not be afraid to boldly decree what it is we want to see happen. It's like a movie I watched where a man was speaking to someone and he said, "If I say it long enough, I start believing it." Even if it doesn't look like it, keep saying it till you believe it.
You're weak? Keep speaking strength. You're bitter? Keep speaking forgiveness. You're sad? Keep declaring Joy. You're hurt? Keep speaking healing.
Whenever I finish my bold declarations, I feel very powerful, strong and invincible. And when I go back to sleep, it's sweet dreams all the way.
Sometimes you don't need prayers, you don't need to run to someone to comfort you, sometimes all that issue or situation needs is your word, Your bold words. The defeat of that mountain lies in your words. Like Israel in front of Jericho, open wide your mouth and proclaim it.
The Power of Life and death is in the tongue!
PROCLAIM IT!
During my early days as a child, one of the things that often plagued me was Night terrors. I had this terrible affliction for quite a while during my childhood. In most of them, I would be paralyzed, unable to speak and sometimes unable to see. There was only this awareness that something big, bad, ugly and evil was after me and I could do nothing about it but recant the only Word associated with high power, "Jesus."
The thoughts of Jesus and Blood of Jesus would be the only thing running through my head. Some nights I would feel the weight of this evil entity on me but by God's grace somehow, I'd be able to jerk awake. Those kinds of nights were very terrible for me. Some days l'd wake up and still couldn't see. It was as though the feeling of me loosing my sight followed me into reality. I'd jerk up sometimes grappling and trying to re-orient myself. It got to a point that I would wake up from sleep and still stay lying down just so that feeling could pass away. I only got up once I could see better. This was what precipitated me to get correctional glasses for astigmatism at a much earlier point in my life.
I remember also, the feeling of falling but never landing. Just this endless black pit trying to suck me in as I was sruggling to get out (wake up). It would feel like hands were holding me back and drawing me in. Sometimes I'm successful, other times it just went on until somehow I'm jerked awake by some invisible force.
Understand that back then, my family was not the very spiritual type. The only one who paid attention to that aspect was my mother. I'll probably never know if it's her prayers for me that eventually broke that torment in my childhood or maybe it just went away with time.
I know that given the age we are in which science provides an explanation for everything, it's difficult for people to see beyond a world we can see and touch. However, by experience, I've come to know that there are forces beyond us in this world that seek to devour and just take and take from you. Though I didn't really understand the power in the name Jesus, I still believed that somehow He was watching over a helpless little girl who had night terrors.
As I grew older, I hated that feeling of helplessness. I guess it must be why I'm fascinated by power, Godly power. My favorite Bible scripture is, "For God has not given you the Spirit of fear, some versions say timidity. But of Power, of love and of a sound mind." As I discovered this scripture, I would speak it to myself over and over again till I started believing it.
The night terrors stopped at some point in my life which I can't really remember.
However, I still had and have the occasional attacks. Sometimes I can speak and even engage in some sort of physical struggle. Other times, I can't speak or move but yet I don't feel helpless anymore. I had that scripture in my head and I knew I was far from defenseless.
One such night, I had this evil and vile creature come at me, though I can't remember the outcome, I know I woke up angry. I was splitting mad. What audacity did that thing have to attack me?" That was my train of my thought. I stood up from the bed and I started making bold speeches and declarations. There was no one in the room but I spoke as though there was. I said things like, "I'm not afraid of you," "you can't have me", "you hold no power over me", "you've been defeated years ago", etc. Lol.
There's nothing like bold declarations to put you back in command. Our words have the capacity to carry life. As such, we should not be afraid to boldly decree what it is we want to see happen. It's like a movie I watched where a man was speaking to someone and he said, "If I say it long enough, I start believing it." Even if it doesn't look like it, keep saying it till you believe it.
You're weak? Keep speaking strength. You're bitter? Keep speaking forgiveness. You're sad? Keep declaring Joy. You're hurt? Keep speaking healing.
Whenever I finish my bold declarations, I feel very powerful, strong and invincible. And when I go back to sleep, it's sweet dreams all the way.
Sometimes you don't need prayers, you don't need to run to someone to comfort you, sometimes all that issue or situation needs is your word, Your bold words. The defeat of that mountain lies in your words. Like Israel in front of Jericho, open wide your mouth and proclaim it.
The Power of Life and death is in the tongue!
PROCLAIM IT!