I never thought it could be possible to feel utterly angry and overly joyous at the same time; however, I feel that way right now!
It’s 3:00 in the morning, and I have to up for church around 6:30. I would not normally be blogging right now, but since satan wanted me awake to ruin my night, I am going to use this to build up God’s kingdom instead. Let me explain….
I spent the majority of my Saturday at a prophetic boot camp. Having my misgivings and doubts about the prophetic gift, I felt lead to be there to learn about the possibility of God bestowing me with this spiritual ability. Long story short, a lot of confirmed today, and a lot of positive attributes were activated in my life. I left the conference knowing in my bones that God had planted powerful abilities inside of me.
It’s only natural to expect an attack from the enemy when you are on track with the Creator. Satan ain’t happy when you’re doing what God intends for you to do. So, it should have come as no surprise to me this morning, when my cats woke me up with their playing around. They were intrigued by something behind my bookshelf, and as I lazily tried to calm them down, it didn’t register what could possibly be behind that shelf to cause them to run around to either side, and try to get whatever it was out. I moved the shelf out from the wall and turned my bedroom light now, and low and behold (I have chills as I write this), a huge roach came running out. Mind you, when I lived in Florida these pests were a regular visitor in the home (especially when I lived at the beach), but here in Atlanta, I’ve seen 2 in one year, zero in my current apartment. I screamed, began to shake, and watched as this disgusting being intruded into my home, my space! My cats chased it under my bed as I realized that this was more than just a dirty inconvenience; this was a blatant attack. I grabbed a shoe, asked God to help me, and waited for what I knew was coming: I would have to confront this beast and kill it on my own. I can’t express how elated I am that this stare down didn’t last but 1 minute. I thought it was going to find a hiding spot, I would lose the entire night of sleep trying to find it, but my trusty cats (thanks Toby and Simba) managed to chase it into the bathroom and under the washer and dryer. I thought I had lost my chance, until I slammed the washer door shut, and the scared insect came running out, right toward me. I screamed, I prayed, and I smacked that sucker probably 5 times all the while saying “Thank you Lord” in the process. Again, I have chills thinking about the sheer power of it all.
This is more than just an ugly (nasty, dirty, yucky, annoying) bug being in my home; this was satan’s way of saying he’s not happy with what I did today, with what was unleashed in the spirit realm and into my natural existence. After it all, I know he wants me to feel scared, defeated, and maybe even a little dirty. Instead, I feel like I must be doing something right if this is what happens. He knows I hate roaches; I hate even typing the word! This was clearly at attack, and I thank God that through it all, my angels brought that sucker right in front of my feet and I was able to achieve victory in the midst of this blatant attack.
THANK YOU LORD FOR VICTORY! THANK YOU LORD FOR PROVISION! THANK YOU LORD FOR STRENGTH! WOOHOOOO!!!!!!