Today I woke up exhausted. I went to the early Sunday service because I
had to help with the little kids at the 11 a.m. service. God provided super-natural energy to get me
through the day and He blessed us
well-behaved kids. As an added bonus, He allowed me to
meet with a friend in need after church. God is good.
I came home after church and went for a 45 minute walk. It was glorious outside. I even ran 4 blocks! When I got back, I sat down and iced my back
– as a precautionary measure. I talked
to my mom and then a friend on the phone.
The last thing I did before I showered was to tell my small group leader that I
would type up my notes from the retreat so she could send them out to our small
group. Then I went upstairs to take a
shower. I decided to lift my 5 pound
dumb bells and get some arm exercises in.
After my shower, I came back downstairs and sat down to do
The Lord’s Table Bible study (a Biblical weight loss program). However, as I was sitting there, my back started hurting more and more. It got so bad, I couldn't sit any
longer. I had to stand. I could barely get myself up off the couch. Then I went to pick up my laptop that weighs
between 5-7 pounds. I dropped it. Thankfully not far, but I must have hurt my
back when I lifted those 5 pound dumb bells!
Immediately, I recognized this was spiritual warfare. The ONLY thing I can think of is that I
agreed to type up the notes from the retreat to share with our group. I was also praying some powerful prayers for friends that are going through difficult times in their life.
In every way possible, I was proclaiming in the name of Jesus,
praising Jesus, casting out Satan and His demons, and accepting God’s spirit of
healing. I thought of what friend had
shared that when she felt a spirit suppressing her at home, she finally had the courage to command it to leave in Jesus' name. Yet, she didn't think to protect her children. She felt
like the spirit must have left her and tormented her daughter. I wondered if I was able to
release my friends that I was praying over earlier and the spirits were angry enough to torment me in the only way they could.
I went to bed at 9:30 p.m. because all I could think of was
laying horizontally. I wasn't tired, but I knew that I couldn't lay on the couch because I wouldn't be able to get up. Going to bed helped alleviate
the pain. But, I could hear my cat
downstairs knocking things over and acting like a spaz, I wondered again if that was spiritual
warfare! So I was praying for him and
casting out whatever was tormenting him (he’s usually lazy). At 2:30 a.m., I woke up to go to the bathroom
and couldn't get out of bed. I was in so
much pain and no matter how I moved, it HURT.
I cried, I begged Jesus to help.
30 minutes later, I was out of bed.
Going to the bathroom was another painful experience. Getting back into bed was painful. I had the where-with-all to turn off my alarm
and grab my cell phone. If my alarm went
off, there is no way I could get to it in less than 30 minutes!! So, I took the time to post a prayer request
in my small group. I fell back asleep
and woke up around 7 a.m. I was still in pain, and again, I couldn't get out of bed.
I have been praising God, reading my 30 day challenge
verses, praying, and taking Advil. No
relief yet. I will keep P.U.S.H.ing (pray
until something happens).
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