WHEN THEY COME TO MURDER ME
“For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.”—Ephesians 6:12
2:34am
In a dream a demonic entity was hovering above me as I slept. I awake to it’s presence.
“What are you doing here?”
“I’m going to kill you.”
“And how are you going to do that?”
“I’m going to form a pair of hands and strangle you.”
“Have you done this to others?”
“Oh yes.”
“How many?”
“Maybe 50 or more.”
“Do you have a good grip on my throat.”
“I do indeed.”
“Go for it.”
“You’ll be dead in a few minutes.”
My spirit then slides out of my body and stands behind the demonic entity attempting to strangle me.
“You can stop now I’m dead.”
“No you’re not. I know when a person is dead—when their spirit leaves their body.”
“Well, my body is over there with you and my spirit is over here. I’d say I’m dead.”
“You’re not dead yet.”
“Then why don’t you come over here and finish the job.”
The dark mass floats off my body and towards me. I quickly reach out and grab the entity. I push the entity to the floor and I raise my foot and stomp down on the entity. My foot smashes through the floor and goes to the floor below where it smashes through the concrete floor and into the ground. It then goes down about 60 feet into the ground with the entity under my foot. I quickly retract my foot and the ground / floors seal up and return to normal. I calmly climb back into my body and drift off to sleep.