The Power of the Holy Spirit!

The Holy Spirit resides in your heart! My opinion.

I have felt the power of the Holy Spirit. I was attacked while I was sleeping by the devil himself. He was pounding on my chest saying mighty mighty am I! The whole room was filled with his presence, I was not afraid yet, I didn’t realize who it was that had awakened me.

I was trying to understand what was happening. I was an airborne paratrooper, I have been in dangerous situations, many, you learn to access your surrounding very quickly, this is what I was doing while being bombarded with knowledge, he took me to a place in the future, a nice place blue skies, green grass, a little stream running through the meadow.

I saw in the distance someone that looked like me, as I was wondering what I was looking at, this entity told me that is your son, And as I was walking towards him the sky turned red, the stream became a river of lava seperating me from my son. This is wnen I knew I was in trouble, that this was the devil, this is when as a man I tried to say, this is not happening, I must be dreaming, the devil said to me how can you be dreaming when you are awake?

I thought how did he know what I was thinking? That scared me! He said: You’re not going to make it, neither is you son!

Now, airborne paratrooper or not I was terrified, so much so that I could not even move. I tried everything possible as a man to get out of this situation but to no avail. I felt trapped. I was trapped. You cannot imagine the power of the devil.

I remembered something my sister had told me if I was ever attacked. She said say, Jesus Christ is my Lor and Savior and I demand you to be gone. As I was thinking this I noticed that I could no longer understand what the devil was saying. I still heard his voice which was booming, but It didn’t effect me like before.

I was just thinking these words, then I realized that they must be spoken: That’s when the tables turned, I began saying feebly, Jesus Christ is My, and I felt a little ball of fire coming up from within me, Lord and Savior, this little ball grew larger, with anger, the devil was shaking, far worse than I, I could feel His panic! but he could not move just as I had been frozen in fear, he got the same, but far greater! And the words came exploding out of my my mouth; And I demand you: Be Gone! And gone he was! I was sitting up on my bed in a total sweat. I looked around thinking what just happened. Still trying to piece it together.

This happend right before being babtized. I have never forgotten it. This happened in 1975. I han not yet married, I married in 1988, my only son was born 1986. How did the devil know I would only have one son? Did God tell him?

Moral of the story? God is in charge!