How many churches can you say look like the Word of God? How many would you say preach the pure unadultured Word of God in the power of the Holy Spirit? How many would you say teach how to have a biblical lifestyle of abiding in Christ Jesus?
The darker the days become, the fewer lights on the hill we see. It’s time to rise up and abide in Christ! From this place of abiding I dare you to build communities of like-minded believers around you. Let’s change the world and be found with our hands to the plow when He returns!
My Life with God
I’ve had several encounters with the Lord throughout my life. Each one uniquely and fundamentally changed me.
I grew up in a baptist Christian home. Growing up I would see in the spirit, or sometimes know things. Sometimes patterns of behavior would stand out to me or I would just know how to go about things. I didn’t have the biblical foundation or support I needed while going through all of these various things at the time. Add a heavy dose of puberty and I started to dabble and explore the occultic world.
I felt like I was crazy, besides everyone said I was imagining things. It was then a friend at school introduced me to Christian “witchcraft”. If only I knew what the Bible said about the matter I wouldn’t have taken that step! (Leviticus 19:26; 1 Samuel 15:23; 2 Kings 9:22; Isaiah 57:3; Micah 5:12; 2 Chronicles 33:6; Galatians 5:20; etc [seriously, go research it])
Going into witchcraft opened the door to a level of warfare I wasn’t prepared for. A simple search online regarding what the Bible says about witchcraft would have made it abundantly clear and help guard my heart from a putrid unholy mixture. I went through so much pain, and the darker I felt the deeper I delved into darker things in order to find relief. There was no peace to be found without clawing for it and short lived when peaceful moments happened.
Finally one night late January 2006, I heard the cats suddenly go quiet and stop doing their late night zoomies. That eerily still quiet that felt like a heavy foreboding woke me. It was in that brief moment I had to choose. I heard a voice behind me say “Choose NOW whom you will serve“….and I noticed a demon at the foot of my bed coming to collect. I heard that voice behind me say again only 2 seconds later, “Choose NOW whom you will serve“, …I tried to wake the guy I was with up. It was like trying to wake the dead. The final time I heard “Choose NOW whom you will serve“,…and the demonic figure launched at me. What felt like time stood still in that brief second, I curled up closing my eyes bracing for impact and cried “Jesus“!
I don’t know why I opened my eyes in that brief moment, but witnessed a sword of fire parry this demonic being into a cloud of smoke with zero effort. I felt the fire, the substance, the waves of power and the presence of God. I blinked and it was all gone. I still felt the imprint of the heat that emanated from that sword.
It was in that moment every bit of incense, statues, crystals, charms, spellbooks, all of it got gathered up and trashed that night. I didn’t know what the pursuit of Jesus was going to look like, all I knew was that I was willing to fail forward and I could never look back. I would cling to Him with all I had, and Jesus has never failed me, because it’s not in His nature.