The Cage Match

Hey, I'm back. I just spent an amazing week with the Lord.

He has shown me many things...many of them- things that

I need to work on in areas across my life.

First thing We did was search the Word for scripture to go

with the Maya quote that I have found. Which these help

in the days of the Single. He pointed out in the scripture

that I ended my last post on in Col. 3:1-4 that I'm too absorbed

in the things going on around me (work mainly). There were

other things but there is one that I would like to share.

I'm not going to give many details about the situation-

however, the few details I give will give you an idea.

The main reason for my fast was to pray for someone in our

family. I pray for the wife and child everyday...some days

every moment of the day. But this time the focus was on the

husband. I've been afraid to pray boldly about this because

I know sometimes something "bad" has to happen to open

ones eyes. I have a friend here at home that knows about

this and I told her oneday that I didn't know how to pray

about it...she told me to pray for his salvation.

So I began over the weekend and started praying about the

situation. My prayers were not feeling very strong. On

Tuesday night however.... I remembered something I read

that Denise had wrote right before I started my fast. She had

posted about fasting too but she reminded me of the verse

that talks about- the disciples trying to cast out a demon and

they couldn't. Jesus told them the only way to cast out that

type was by prayer and fasting. Then I remember something

I heard Beth Moore say about praying the scriptures was like

putting together two sticks of dynamite. One stick being the

Word and the other stick our prayers. When you put the two

together it can do more damage. Both of these thoughts took

me straight back to Youth Camp in the summer of 2002.

I witnessed Spiritual warfare like I've never heard of. I dreaded

night time falling that week. It was so strong that even in the

presence of the Holy One the sense of the demonic were all

around us. It was a heavy airless feeling- it was like standing

in a lightning storm. There was a huge (wish I knew how high

it was) cross out by the lake and the last night of service was

held out there by it. Let me tell you satan was after those kids.

I heard a sound from behind me and the only thing behind me

was the lake. It sounded like a huge splash in the water. My

first thought was one of the kids fell in the lake...checked things

out had no idea what it was. I said nothing to anyone about

hearing it. A year later a group of teens from another church

came to visit our group and they were talking about this year

at camp. One of the girls had her camera that night and took

a picture of the cross in the night time scenery. The picture of

course blurred from the lack of light....however the exposure

when printed would make your hair stand on end. You could

see the fight that was being fought right before your eyes. It

was told that one of the young girls when they saw the photo

blurted out that's him....that's the one that Jesus put into the cage

and threw into the lake!! Girls, as soon as I thought about this I

got out of my bed and hit the floor. I realize now that this is the

type of warfare I've been praying against. I have never prayed on

my face this way before and it was bold too. A couple hours after

I finished praying our phone rang. It was the wife of this husband

asking a random question about something they were looking for.

It was almost midnight when the call was made....which made me

began to worry but after the pray I had peace about it. The next day

I asked the wife if everything was okay. She said yes and that

normally that kind of thing that had happened that night would have

set him off.....hmmmmm....but it didn't. May I dare say an answer to

prayer...look out satan I'm not giving up and you are not taking away

that which I love.

I will never pray the same after this week....

I really thought God was asking me to be quiet so He could speak to

me. Now I think He was waiting on me to speak to Him. In prayer

and supplication....so then He could speak.