Praise the Lord!

You know what's fun?

Being kept awake by random, unidentifiable noises in the room you're attempting to sleep in...to the point that, just as sleep nears, a knock on the (second floor) window resounds.

Oh yeah. I love it. =) And not being superficial in saying. Because I know what it is. Not the names, yet, but that's all just a matter of time...studying to be empowered, yup.

Moreso, to waken fully upon hearing that knock, so rudely interjected upon my inclination to sleep. And, then to begin ardent prayer, upon which a realization came (along with all the unholy shivers attempted, ugh). ...I don't need to sleep right now. Because the Lord gives me rest--in Him I rest. I rest in His love, and His joy is my strength.

So, you know what? If I'm not going to be permitted to sleep by the junk being attempted, then I guess it's just time to delve further into prayer and the Word, after share more as prompted. And praise. More praise. I thank the Lord for being able to wake again into His glory. ^_^

(Love this song just on, "How Great Is Our God!" Yay!)

So, yeah. I love being reminded that every moment of any given day is a good time to seek the Lord.

Because this other crap is completely trivial. All of it, complete nonsense. And it's just a matter of time, really.

Because His grace is sufficient. And where my understanding ends, His grace further extends. Even unto raising a standard, as to drive the enemy out as before a rushing river driven by the very breath of God.

So, yeah. Homie ain't gon' sweat it. The lake of fire is reserved also for the cowardly, yes. Which means cowardice isn't an option, in any capacity, regardless. Revelation 21:8, yo.

Playing games with fear is completely pointless, anyway. Lord knows, I did fill my head with all that sort of nonsense for years--devouring the works of those the like of King, Rice, and far worse. Terrorizing myself, so no one else need aught. Because other things had been, already--at least with the books and the movies, I was "in control" of the source. Rather than all the unnatural things seen and heard and what-not.

No more.

Darkness trembles at His holy name, so the tables have indeed turned.
They quake at the mention of His name, so it's only a matter of time.
Because I'm an ambassador, as much as is anyone who lives in Christ.

So, finally being told the reason my little brother refuses to sleep up here only confirms what others have told me. And I know that I know, that I wholeheartedly know:
the Lord is faithful to deliver, and knowledge is power!

For His people to have ever been destroyed for a lack of knowledge...? Knowledge is indeed power.

And I know the Lord.
Jesus is my only reason and means for being (literally, given as many times as I've physically died), so as all things good are through Him, then so shall all this sort of deliverance be.

These things which think they're lurking to find an opening by which to rail against me don't entirely realize, or perhaps haven't accepted that...lingering near to one filled with the Holy Spirit, as baptized by and in Him...equates to pivotal revelation, eventual. The Holy Spirit guides me in and into all truth, and He's informing me bit-by-bit of what's going on here, now. So, each time I hear that bed creak and begin praying ardently again, I thank the Lord, for the enemy reveals itself in such ignorance as this. Oh, but to know that Jesus is so mighty, and they yet do these things? How ridiculous!

So, I know that I know...that the lingering of these things which knock on the window at 3 a.m. and continue to cause the bed to settle, without a visible occupant...they plot to snare, but they're effectively opening themselves wholly to an incursion. Bit by bit. And the more blatant they become, the nearer they get to a total TOTAL expulsion.

I don't know when. Or to what purpose this all is, really. And it doesn't matter.

One thing which has held true for the past few decades is the best way to eradicate fears are to confront them direct, as to banish them. Which...yeah. By the Lord's will, not mine.

Almost time to read, again. Almost.
And to listen to more Word from the Lord through various brothers and sisters.

This sort of stuff, though, has been something which has been almost a constant struggle over the course of my entire life. And I'm so over it. SO over it. Seeing shadows, hearing voices, hearing things which "aren't there," and seeing them move. SOOOO over it.

And, now that I'm living in Christ, discipling under the guidance of the Holy Spirit, and beginning to operate in His power as an acolyte of sorts? Yeah. It's so over.

Especially knowing that this particular thing has BEEN plaguing my family. To the extent that my little brother witnessed one of his friends become...I don't know if it equated to a possession of sorts, or what. Never heard the like before, as to what he actually saw happen. But, it's over. It's only a matter of time. As Paul waited a few days with the chic that was possessed and following them around proclaiming them "men of God," there's waiting now. Because it's the work of the Holy Spirit, not of me. And it's got to be by the prompting of the Holy Spirit, not of me. And by the revelation of the Holy Spirit, as even to know what to do and how to do it. What to say and when.

He's faithful to provide direction and explicit guidance, as necessary. Even as to taking full control of the reigns at times, when I've just not been capable in ANY capacity. He steps in, takes full control, and does the work necessary.

So, there's no call to fear. And I won't. They can't force me to.
And the harder they try, the more I'm going to praise the Lord and share my witness of His might and majesty and wonder.

It's over. That victory was won in full, 2000 years ago. And I'm a joint-heir even as to that victory, now, for having surrendered to the Lord Jesus, who guides me. My Savior.

So, none of this. No, indeed.

By the grace and mercy of Jesus Christ, these things are to an end. They're done.
It's over for them.

Whatever the Lord wills, but rest most assuredly--His will IS being done, and it WILL be completed.

The nerve of these things is utterly ridiculous.
Abominations, truly.

One step at a time. Sometimes, it just would be nice to have fellow Christians to consult with about these matters, but the fellowship of the Holy Spirit far exceeds my ability to comprehend. So, yeah.
All's well.

That does just make me wonder, though. Why can't it just be a conversation with others?
Why does it have to end up being some big thing, rather than just a moment of fellowship?
...a moment of sharing faith?

Eh. It's all by the Lord's will, so who am I to question?
Not a thing.

Jesus has got this in hand, so it's just a matter of time.
He's mighty to save. ^_^