I feel like a crazy person.
Until now if someone had told me the things I experienced last night had happened to them I would have looked at them like they were a bit off their rocker. Seriously.
I’ve known that demonic things were real, I mean its right there in the Bible with plenty of eye-witness accounts. I just for some reason was living in a little bubble thinking that those were things I wouldn’t ever be made so very aware of personally, especially not in my house, in my room.
Back in March when I was in New Orleans I witnessed people engaged in Devil worship and it was the creepiest thing I’ve ever seen. Ever. But that doesn’t even touch how last night felt.
Last night, about an hour after I turned off my light and went to sleep, I was suddenly awakened by an oppressing feeling of darkness and terror. I literally don’t even have words to fully describe it. (I’ll just go ahead and admit, I’m scared of the dark, even more than I’m scared of heights. I really hate turning out my light when I go to bed.) The darkness was thick and I felt utterly surrounded. I felt like I was in danger. You know how sometimes you just get a gut feeling and you’re all of a sudden on edge? Like something is about to jump out and grab you? Or like someone is watching or following you? That is how it felt, but worse.
I reached over and turned my lamp back on then grabbed my phone and turned on worship music. I started praying out loud in the name of Jesus for the darkness and terror to be gone. I sat there for hours still feeling uneasy, still feeling the weight and oppression and fear of the darkness that was still permeating throughout my room. My dog, Tucker, was acting really weird this whole time, on edge and growling at things I couldn’t see.
Hours dragged by. I sat in the center of my bed crying out to Jesus to banish whatever this darkness was. Terrified. Scared of something I couldn’t see and can’t even find words to describe.
Around 7 this morning something shifted in the atmosphere of my room.
Again, I don’t have the words to properly describe or explain it, and I feel like an utterly insane person even trying to tell about it.
It was almost as if there was a swirling wind that swept away the thick darkness that had been stagnantly sitting in my room all night. I finally felt like I could rest, that there was peace again. There was no physical wind, but that is the best way I can put it in words.
I feel like I’ve seriously lost all my marbles, but I was wide awake. Glaringly wide awake, frozen in terror, all night.
I don’t understand why. I don’t understand what was happening last night.
I’m thankful that the one who banishes darkness and terror is for me.
