So as most of you know by now God has done some cool stuff…things I would try to describe as EYE POPPING, SO REAL IT SEEMS UNREAL, “I ALMOST PEED MY PANTS” KIND OF CRAZINESS, MIND BLOWING, HOLY SPIRIT RIDICULOUS, and SHAZAMMIN. Even those words don’t begin to describe what God has done here in Busia…but on to what I want to share…
While the team and I were praying for Michael, the guy that WAS in a coma, God gave me a vision of what, where, and who he was fighting locked up within his head battling for his life and soul…I got this vision in separate sections so this is just a very short summary of what I saw happening inside Michael…
Locked up in a dark black room…all is silent…unmoving…afraid to stand or shout out I begin to tremble…then I here the voices…
Calling my name I can hear them, muffled, as if they are in a room next to the one I was held in…it is so dark…
Encouraging, praying…what is going on…why am I here?!?! WHY CAN’T I MOVE!!??
Off in the darkness something moves…I am not alone…not alone in this black prison.
As the voices outside this room get louder, as the praying intensifies, “Anger”, “Hate”, and “Death” begin to surround me!
Three demons straight from the pit of Hell begin to curse and scream at me…
They tell me I can’t leave, that I am going to stay with them forever!
The outside voices grow stronger…the demons get even wilder.
Although I can’t see the tormentors I can feel them all around me…
I WANT TO GET FREE FROM THIS PLACE!!
“I am here son…do not be afraid…”
What was that? Who was that? It sounded soothing, calming…
One of the outside voices calls my name…they tell me to listen to the “still small voice”…
I don’t know I am so scared! I can’t see and the evil ones are trying to kill me…
“I am here son…do not fear them…”
Again an outside voice says to listen…to call His name…
“They cannot hurt you; just believe me my son…”
CALL HIS NAME MICHAEL! CALL OUT TO JESUS!!
The demons start to hit me…beat me…kill me…kill me…
CALL HIS NAME!! DO IT!! DON’T LISTEN TO THEM!!
Weaker, I am feeling weaker…the room grows even darker…chaos all around.
“Just believe son…just believe…”
…jesus…Jesus…JESUS…JESUS!!!
All I can scream is His name…The Living Ones Name… I begin to get stronger…
All at once the darkness flees and the demons go back from where they came…Light floods the room.
Jesus takes my hand and the feelings of death, anger, and hate leave…I am consumed in love and peace…
I am free…finally I am free.
Jesus set me free.
