I awoke with a startled cry, gulping in lung full of precious air. My body heaved as I scrambled for air. I was drenched in sweat, not from heat, but from a cold fear that clenched my throat and threatened to strangle me. It was the creatures of the dark come to torment me once more from the depths of their evil abode as they did every other night. I was powerless to stop them, I had tried.
I got out of bed and made my way to the kitchen to get me a cup of water. These nightmares made me thirsty. Did I pray every night before going to bed you might ask, well, I had long given up on praying to a God who only protected me on nights when I prayed. I was a devout Christian, I never missed a service in church, I always paid my tithe, I gave to charity, I gave alms, I prayed for and with people. So then, if I did all these, why did the devils minions plague me every night? why was I powerless to stop them? My works were supposed to be enough to keep me from these nightly torments.
I opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of water. I drank it like I'd not had water in days. I drank like I'd just got out of the Sahara desert, then I shut the fridge and rested my head on it.
"what do I do now?" I asked myself
"Pray......in tongues" a voice whispered.
"Who's there?!!" I asked in a frightened startled voice. "Who is it?!"
I looked around my circular kitchen as the gentle breeze of the night seeped in through the window, rustling the drapes in their wake. The light of the full moon streaked in, casting an iridescent silvery hue over the kitchen. It was a beautiful sight to behold, but the pain in my soul wouldn't let me and so I pulled out a chair from underneath the table placed in the middle of the kitchen and lowered myself into it. Placing both my arms on the round table and laying my head on them, I heaved a deep sigh of tiredness. The time was 12:03am, I was sleepy but fear kept me up, kept me starring at the walls. It was some minutes past 6:00am when I drifted off into a fitful sleep and thought I heard someone say, "Salvation has come to you", but I couldn't be sure because I had already began my struggle with the shadowy creatures of the night!!
"Nora! Nora!! Nora!!!
The constant, persistent raps on my door and the voice of a human calling out my name woke me up with a start! I was disoriented and didn't quite know where I was. I held my head as a sharp pain shot through it while I tried to get my bearing.
"Open the door Nora"
"I'm coming" I managed to mutter as I realised I was in my kitchen.
I opened the door, shielding my eyes from the glare of the sun and there stood Shifa, looking beautiful and chic as always. She had on a tucked in blue Chambray shirt, high waisted pencil skirt and black peep toe ankle boots. Her blonde hair was in a pony tail and a genuine smile lit up her face! There was an air of excitement about her which made me smile a bit. A look of concern immediately masked her face as she gave me the once over.
"Gosh Nora, you look beat"
"I am beat" I said as I walked back towards my room, leaving her to shut the door. "I barely slept last night Shif, I can't go on living like this."
Shif sat on the bed next to me, a look of concern all over her face, "I could move over, stay with you for a couple of weeks till you're sleeping fine again", she offered.
"What then happens when you leave Shif? I need a lasting solution to this"
"You're gonna be alright Nora, remember I keep telling you that Abba God loves you. You know, you should really believe me when I say that He loves you. Yes, believe me, but above all, believe Him when he says He has loved you with an everlasting love in Jeremiah 31:3, it'll make all the difference in your life Nora"
She came closer and hugged me lovingly. She was my best friend, my childhood friend. We'd practically been together since we were in prams, pushed around by our mothers.
"I'm gonna go get something to eat from the fridge, you go get ready for Mouldbreak's Cluster Class, Andy Osakwe comes today!" she said as she made her way to the kitchen.
I looked at my bedside clock and it said 3:30pm. I'd slept all through the morning and into the afternoon.
"Help me God" I muttered.
"As above, so below"
"what did you say shif?"
"Nothing" she said as she walked into the room with a can of Voskos Greek Yoghurt which she'd gotten from the refrigerator.
"If that wasn't you, then who was it? I keep hearing this calm voice talking to me"
"Could be the Holy Spirit you know" she said with a mouthful of Greek yoghurt and some on her chin. It made her look funny and I got up, held her shoulders and moved her over to the mirror.
"Go easy on the pigging out gurl" I said with laughter in my voice as I made to go get ready for class.
I had me on a High Hopes navy blue long sleeve bodycon dress and a faux suede materialed back zipper, lattice, caged style straps heel, which had an open toe.
An hour later we were in class, the worship session was awe-mazingly spirit lifting as the concert team led by a slender dark beautiful lady, Ilanye Peterside, took us into depths of God's love as they treated us to a perfect rendition of Amanda Cook's "Pieces"
And so without much ado, class began with Reigner Davies, the College director of The MouldBreak Institute Of Change welcoming Dr Andy Osakwe who wasted no time in getting straight to the business of the hour.
"As the father is in heaven, so are we here on earth. Where Jesus is right now, there we are. Spiritual realities are real. If God says you are holy then you are holy. Take it like that. Believe it.
"The reason why most of you don't experience spiritual realities is because you haven't accepted your place -and neither have you seen that you are truly- 'in' Christ"
"Oh yeah?" I muttered under my breath as he kept on speaking. He spoke a lot about the 'In Christ' realities and without even conducting a deliverance session, I saw people being set free from whatever held them captive as they screamed for joy from different parts of the hall. Suddenly, and for a moment, my eyes were open -not that they closed before- and I could see creatures leaving the bodies of the people who screamed out for joy. I saw Angels all over the place, exponging demons from the bodies of people who believed the words that came forth. And in an instant, the vision was shut off and I could see class as it was...physically...again.
"Are you having symptoms in your body right now?" Dr Andy went on speaking. "Are you suffering nightmares? God is saying rest!! Rest in the finished works. See!! It is because of the finished works that you are now seated in heavenly places far above principalities and powers and sicknesses or nightmares!! As He is in heaven, so are you on earth. You are first in heaven before you are here on earth. Seeing that you are seated 'in' Christ in the heavenlies, it then follows that nothing can touch you! Listen people!! Whatever wants to touch you has to first touch Christ, which is impossible!! So Hey!!! You are untouchable. Rest in the knowledge of where you live in, which is 'in' Christ. Rest because as you are in heaven, so are you on earth. Rest."
I bursted into a staccato of tongues as tears of joy streamed down my face. I knew without a doubt that I was free from the nightmares... My spirit was joyful. I had been set free just by seeing and hearing God's word as it truly is. I live in Christ and so I can't be tormented.
After class, Shifa had wanted to spend the night over at my place but I declined, telling her I was now free. She looked a little worried but hugged and kissed me on my cheek then got into a taxi which she'd hailed earlier.
I got home exhilarated and filled with joy and for once in three years, I could'nt wait to sleep! Sleep finally came and sleep did I!! While I slept, in my subconscious state, I felt an all too familiar chill as a personality without form but presence walked into my room, and out of that personality morphed out another, then another until they filled my room. I at once knew that it was the creatures which usually tormented me and the same ice cold feeling of fear crept up my spine again as they drew closer to my bed. I felt them reach out to touch me, to torment me, and in that moment, I heard a voice say to me, "Remember who you are. Remember where you are. As in Heaven, so on earth".
Realization of who and where I am 'in' Christ hit me like a floodlight in my subconscious state and I remembered that my life was hid 'in' Christ and therefore I was untouchable!! And in that moment, just as the creatures were about to touch me, a bright light shone from the center of my being and they gave a high pitched scream of terror as one by one they began to vanish, never to return. They knew I had come into a knowing and they were powerless to do anything.
I smiled, and I snuggled deeper into my bed, into the palms of my father God, and I gave myself to the sleep which He had given me, his beloved.
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