So… it’s been a wild couple of weeks. I got delivered from demonic oppression, baptized as an adult, and am walking in levels of freedom that I hardly dared to hope for 3 weeks ago.
For some of you, that’s a really loaded sentence on a theological level (or maybe even a personal one); and I understand that. I’m still trying to wrap my mind around some of it myself.
But I know that getting delivered was the work of the Lord, and I know that it was good.
It started with prayer and worship, it ended with prayer and worship, and in between he wrecked my world in the best way possible.
He showed his ownership over my life in an unmistakeable way by driving evil spirits out of it. He removed whatever foothold(s) they had and sent them away. He dealt with each one, and in the process he taught me truth, he brought me to repentance, and he increased my faith.
I didn’t know it was possible to have such peace while physically experiencing the effects of evil spirits leaving oneself; but I knew he was with me, he was trustworthy, and he was able to sustain me through it. He’s such a good shepherd.
That was 12 days ago now, and this past week and a half has been unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. I KNEW I was a new creation before, but I FEEL like one now. I have such hope! I’m less afraid! It’s so much easier to choose what is right! I trust him more!
What I always knew he promised and the freedom I saw other Christians walking in, I now dare to believe that it’s accessible to me. I’m expectant for the “more” that I always knew was there.
I’m so thankful.
Praise God from whom all blessings flow. He is worthy of all the glory, all the honor, and all the praise.
