The feeling is real. It’s not a nightmare. The first time it happened to me, I KNEW I must have done something right. I confessed with my mouth that I live because of Jesus. I believed that only He could redeem me. And if not that same night, then soon after, strange things began to happen – scary things. As I laid, it felt like something was on me, on my back, just there. I couldn’t wake up. With my eyes tightly closed, I prayed the Lord’s Prayer – over and over. It became more intense, like whatever it was, was now trying to touch my hair. I felt that – my body, my mind, acknowledged this movement.
It still happens, not often, and in different ways. The other night, the presence (no longer on my back…just there), was around again. Too intense to be a nightmare. Was I awake? Did I yell out? I felt like I was praying out loud. I felt like I was shouting…was I? I’m not the only person this has happened to. But, does this only happen to Christians? I am by far not bible quoting, judgmental Super Christian – so why?
When it happened the first time, my friend and her mom came and prayed over my apartment. I’ve since slacked off on the praying over my son’s crib and my bedroom every night. Even when I prayed those nights, the presence was still there – not like a “ghost” but a demon. There were nights when I just prayed and prayed – eyes closed, either because I could not wake or didn’t want to. I’m not scared that any demon will do anything to me – they are not greater than God. But, man o man, does it mess with my sleep.
Do you have any knowledge of this activity? Has it happened to you? A friend or family member?
I share this because I know it is happening to people…we are all connected. Annnnd because I bring the Kimfoolery and like to quote stuff, where’s this from:
“The only spooks I’m scared of are the ones with guns.”