Spiritual Battle
Earlier this week, my night terrors came back. I couldn't sleep more than an hour or two without having a nightmare that I struggled waking up from. On Friday night, I felt something different. I had just laid in bed and got an overwhelming feeling of fear. Like the sense you get right before someone breaks into your house. Yet, I knew no one was about to break in. I usually do not experience much fear... So, this incident stood out to me. I started playing an audio of Psalm 91 and fell right to sleep. The night terrors lasted for 5 days. The next day, I walked to church for Saturday morning prayer hour. On the way home, I found a baggie of drugs. At first, I picked it up because I realized it was not an empty bag. Then, in fear of my mind obsessing over it and returning. I ended up ripping the bag open and dumping it out. The rest of my walk home I just repeated saying, "The blood of Jesus". Later on, three times something happened I thought...