Were you ever scared?
PostPosted: Fri Aug 19, 2005 3:30 pm
When I had excepted God, all the doors of the past and darkness shut and locked behind me, I am a new woman, I have just excepted the most special and important part of my life.
Well one night when it was about three O'Clock in the morning, I couldn't sleep and was thirsty. I climbed out of bed and was about to go down my staircase to get something to drink when I heard something, it was creepier than anything I had ever experienced. I heard my basement door sort of creeking for a few moments, and then the weirdest dragging sound started to form, not really having much of a pace, it increased and then decreased. My heart by now had practically jumped into my throat and was singing bloody murder. My heart rate was higher than any other time that I can remember and all I could think was, "Lord help me!" It was coming closer to the staircase I could hear it. I looked around me and saw my brothers, mom and dad and cat and dog were upstairs sound asleep. This made my blood start to panic and flow in the complete opposite direction. "Jesus what do I do?" I kept thinking. Finally, out of the shear thoughts of what might actually be down there, I ran like a bolt of lightning into my room, slammed the door behind me and leaped in my bed, my eyes were filling with tears. Yes ladies and gentlemen I was a perfect example of what a coward looked like. I heard the sweeping coming up the stairs, as slow and scary as anything I had ever heard. "Mom! Dad! Somebody! HELP ME!" That was the only thought going through my head, and then suddenly I realized that perhaps my greatest fears had come true and though a panicked long shot was all I had to offer at the time, I gave a swift and sharp guess that it might be a demon. Now I knew it was right outside my door and as if the heart attack of the chilling sweeping wasn't enough, I now actually, stay with me please, saw my doorknob turning a little. Suddenly a drop of courage went into my body, and I knew I felt the unmistakable presence of God hovering there with me with Him. My heart begged him, "Yeshua what should I do? I'm scared!" and His voice silently whispered to me, "Call upon Me." And just there and then I called upon the name of the Lord and now my doorknob stopped moving. The crippling spiritual darkness had vanished and all I could do was sit there, relieved and starting to cry. I had now realized what power was in Yeshua's name, what grace He has, His love for me was overwhelming and I couldn't help but cry out of relief and joy. I realized something then that I still remember today, that God's love and protection is still with me no matter where I am. Now for me when it is said that God is everywhere at once, I can't help but respond, "He sure is."
(This is not fictional it is something that actually did take place in my own home. It it taught me some extrodinary lessons for the future and life as it is.)
Well one night when it was about three O'Clock in the morning, I couldn't sleep and was thirsty. I climbed out of bed and was about to go down my staircase to get something to drink when I heard something, it was creepier than anything I had ever experienced. I heard my basement door sort of creeking for a few moments, and then the weirdest dragging sound started to form, not really having much of a pace, it increased and then decreased. My heart by now had practically jumped into my throat and was singing bloody murder. My heart rate was higher than any other time that I can remember and all I could think was, "Lord help me!" It was coming closer to the staircase I could hear it. I looked around me and saw my brothers, mom and dad and cat and dog were upstairs sound asleep. This made my blood start to panic and flow in the complete opposite direction. "Jesus what do I do?" I kept thinking. Finally, out of the shear thoughts of what might actually be down there, I ran like a bolt of lightning into my room, slammed the door behind me and leaped in my bed, my eyes were filling with tears. Yes ladies and gentlemen I was a perfect example of what a coward looked like. I heard the sweeping coming up the stairs, as slow and scary as anything I had ever heard. "Mom! Dad! Somebody! HELP ME!" That was the only thought going through my head, and then suddenly I realized that perhaps my greatest fears had come true and though a panicked long shot was all I had to offer at the time, I gave a swift and sharp guess that it might be a demon. Now I knew it was right outside my door and as if the heart attack of the chilling sweeping wasn't enough, I now actually, stay with me please, saw my doorknob turning a little. Suddenly a drop of courage went into my body, and I knew I felt the unmistakable presence of God hovering there with me with Him. My heart begged him, "Yeshua what should I do? I'm scared!" and His voice silently whispered to me, "Call upon Me." And just there and then I called upon the name of the Lord and now my doorknob stopped moving. The crippling spiritual darkness had vanished and all I could do was sit there, relieved and starting to cry. I had now realized what power was in Yeshua's name, what grace He has, His love for me was overwhelming and I couldn't help but cry out of relief and joy. I realized something then that I still remember today, that God's love and protection is still with me no matter where I am. Now for me when it is said that God is everywhere at once, I can't help but respond, "He sure is."
(This is not fictional it is something that actually did take place in my own home. It it taught me some extrodinary lessons for the future and life as it is.)