Spiritual warfare is real and scary but above all, We are given power over the enemy through Jesus Christ. Last night I, Alexandra Anahi Herrera was attacked for the first time ever by nothing less than the forces of darkness. It was the gateway for Christ to display his mighty power. Im amazed that through this the Lord has taken our kindergarten faith and propelled it to new levels. We are more aware of our surroundings, and how the devil is not happy with the work we are doing here. Why else would he bother to attack if it wasnt for the fear he has in regards to what we can and will do for the kingdom of God.
Time for the story:
On Thursday afternoon I started to develop one of my famous fevers. When I was alone, I burst into tears. I wanted to be home, in my mother’s care, and surrounded by my best friends. Suddenly this yearlong journey, whatever it would bring wasnt worth it. I felt like the major theme of the last 10 years of my life was tearful goodbyes and starting over. I didnt want to start over again. As I lay alone in the dark, I saw shadows fly past my eyes, and I thought to myself, ok Im praying this away cuz I am so not gonna deal with this! I started to sing, “I will fear no evil, for my God is with me, and if my God is with me, whom then shall I fear? Oh no you never let go, through the calm and through the storm…” I felt peace, I felt my fever start to break, and I fell asleep thinking that was it for the night.
Later I woke up to go to the bathroom, and the next thing I knew I was crying hysterically on the bathroom floor, and 3 of my teammates were praying over me trying to get my attention. I don’t know how I got on the floor or when my friends arrived. I started to shake and felt like I was being squeezed to death. I honestly thought I was going to loose my mind. Sparing some of the details, it will suffice to say that I was completely vulnerable and helpless, and they fought for my sanity. Praise the Lord, their prayers broke through and my mind cleared. While laying on the bathroom floor our cries turned to praise, I confessed things that were heavy on my mind, we sang together, laughed, and then they helped me to bed. Folks, never in my life have I experienced anything like this. It was creepy as hell, but in no way was I overcome. Crushed BUT NOT destroyed. God used this to call down his power, and unite us mightily.
While sharing with Quake the details of the night before, another friend was attacked! 12 pairs of hands went to her, and we all prayed like never before. It was intense and powerful. We all came to the conclusion that since our hearts are sold out to this place, and we are praying day and night that we would be a force to be reckoned with, we invited the enemy to give it his best shot. But I get excited because we WIN! With Christ we always win. That night everyone slept in the same room and in 1 hour and 15 minute shifts we prayed protection over each other and the land around us that will soon provide a home and a place of healing for 100+ children.
I have learned that when you pray big prayers, the tyrant will attack. YOUR prayers are invaluable. They are priceless to our well-being. Keep them coming! It IS worth letting go to gain so much more. It IS worth bringing glory to God by fighting along with Him. This year can now truly be about transformation, whatever the process.
I hope no one is scared. This is purely a testimony to the power of our Lord! Amen.
