Sleep is one of my favorite things—not simply because my body recharges, but because dreaming is always such a vivid story time during my sleep. However just as I knew it would, my dreams have been hijacked. Even though sometimes our ministries here aren’t exactly what we wanted them to look like (a lot of driving around to different churches to build relationships with the people; however, it’s hard for me because I don’t speak Spanish and there are only so many hand motions that I can do before it borders ridiculousness), God has been opening doors in my team’s souls and slowly breaking down walls. As a team, we have grown together through incredible ways—adversity, arguments, and amusement—but in growth through the Holy Spirit, the lesser spirit wants it to cease.
Satan has been entering uninvited into my dreams at night for the past couple of nights. Two nights ago, I saw a demon flash into my dream and heard it say something. I began commanding it to flee in Jesus Christ’s name, but in my dream I couldn’t speak. I shot out of bed trembling in fear, but began speaking light and life into my dreams and over my team’s rest that night.
When we were in Quito, a guy on our squad voiced an image that God gave him. He said, “I saw everyone worshipping God and it was beautiful, but during our worship I saw a serpent entering our time, coming to demolish and destroy our intimacy with Christ. My eyes shifted from being focused on God to focusing on killing the serpent, but this is exactly what it wanted: it wanted me to take my eyes off Jesus. When my eyes shifted I heard God tell me, ‘There is no need; I have already overcome.’”
Yesterday I immersed myself in Scripture to combat those awful thoughts and images: Romans 8:1-17, I John 1:5 and 4:4. Jesus has conquered the world and is greater than it that is in the world!
It was still a struggle for me to go to sleep last night, because of the thought that once I go to sleep my dreams will once again become hijacked; however, I kept asking myself if I was scared because I knew it was going to happen. Why was I dwelling on the negative when the positive is so much greater?
As a team, we have begun to read through the Bible during this entire year. The very first paragraph announces (in verse four), “God saw that the light was good, and he separated the light from the darkness.”
“I did not receive a spirit that makes me a slave again to fear,
but I received the Spirit of sonship. And by him we cry, ‘Abba, Father!’”
