If you have read any of my other posts, you know that I believe in spiritual warfare. By now you know that I believe the enemy has one purpose, and that is to steal, kill, and destroy. I and my marriage have been under a powerful spiritual attack for the last few months. The other day it became obvious to me how serious the enemy is when it comes to breaking my marriage apart and bending my will.
The other night I had a strange dream. I will not get into details, but in brief, the dream had to do with demonic entities. Let me explain that I rarely have nightmares. The few occasions where I have a scary dream is directly related to me watching something scary on television. I had not been watching anything scary the day of this dream. Toward the end of the dream, the demonic entity said to me that he was going to "afflict [my] eye". I then asked it, "WHICH EYE?". In the dream, I began rubbing my eye as it became swollen and red. The dream ended.
The next morning when I woke my daughter for school she told me something strange. "Mommy, it was so scary. Last night I had to go to the bathroom because I couldn't open my eye. Every time I tried to open it, it was hurting. When I went to the bathroom I squeezed it and a little rock came out of my eye.". It was only later that I started remembering my dream. I had one of those moments where all the hair stands up on your body.
Listen, I'm not jumping to any conclusions. I will leave the interpretation of this event up to you, but I will tell you it all seems very odd to me. Yes, it could have been a mere coincidence, but it all seems a little too real to me. My daughter did not complain of any eye problems during the day. If I even have an eyelash in my eye, it hurts like heck, so I find it strange that if she had a rock in her eye it didn't bother her during the day. But if it all isn't a coincidence, then what does it all mean?
God has not revealed the meaning to me yet, but my interpretation thus far is that the enemy was just trying to instill fear in me. Unfortunately, it didn't work. Yes, it's creepy to think that maybe, just maybe, the enemy can infiltrate your dreams like that, but as usual I trust God. I refuse to live my life in fear, and in fact, I almost feel honored that the enemy must continue to up the ante to get me to fold and crumble. As I have said so many times, spiritual warfare is no joke, and there is nothing fun about it, but when all is said and done God always has the final victory so I will not spend my time down and depressed.
I do have moments where I feel strained, and I definitely have moments when I feel like giving up, but God has been faithful. I am still here! I have my up days and my down days, but I am so thankful for everyday that I wind up, once again, laying by my husband's side at night. God knows there are times when I want to pack my bags and catch the next flight to the other side of the earth to get away from him, but somehow, someway we are still hanging on. If God has been good to you, if you have a testimony, and if God keeps on keeping you, then thank Him and praise Him because it's only going to get better.
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