Fight For Him On The Battlefield

A dream…

I am in a place that is reminiscent of a day care center, where you drop off your child for the day, and then pick them up after work. I am standing in the entrance way, with the check in booth to the left, and an inner foyer behind that. There is another doorway behind this to the right, where I sensed their charges were kept. This doorway did not have the usual door, but instead had a curtain of translucent multi-colored and multi-faceted beads to mark the entrance to that room.

The place is very dark and somber, despite the one good-sized window in the back. It was a place that I would normally not go to, for I knew that it was an unclean place. But I had been sent there, to deliver a message to the people. I had come to help set the captives free.

Just then, I seen a short robed figure come out of the back room. The beads barely wavered behind her, as she glided out smoothly and came to a stop before the entrance way. She took no human steps as such, but seemed to float  forward in one long smooth movement. The front of her gown parted in a small wave, revealing the luxurious deep purple velvet beneath it. Her hands looked to be holding on to her elbows beneath the robe, giving the front of her a perfectly square silhouette, as no hands or fingertips were seen. The ends of her sleeves met one another in the center directly over her chest. She stood there and paused. Her hooded robe was made of smooth black satin, and I could tell that the whole length of it was completely lined in that purple velvet.

I could just barely make out her face peaking out from the hood. It was so dark where she stood, that it was hard to make out much of her features. But I could tell she was definitely human and quite petite, almost dainty in her bone structure, and that she was very very feminine.

She then began to speak softly, her words at first sounding melodious and lilting.

“I am a celestial being” she tells me, “from the…” (blah blah blah,) – at this point I could not even understand what she was saying, it was as if the Lord Himself had stepped in and muffled that sound from me in order to protect me, but then I could just make out the words- “astral plane of higher consciousness…”

I felt her spell of words, sounding so beautiful to the ears, yet her breath reeked from the curses and death beneath it.

The woman would have continued on with her spell, but I would not stand for it any longer. So I stood there in the foyer, moved my feet apart so that they were firmly planted upon the ground, and then gave her my response.

“NO! You are not! You are a Satanist! Your power comes straight from the pit of hell!”

Upon hearing this, the robed feminine satanist melts and dissolves into nothingness.

Then the earth beneath my feet began to shake, and I knew then that it was a great earthquake.

Things fell from the walls, and plaster began to fall in large chunks from the ceiling. I knew they were trying to scare me off, but I stood my ground! I cast them out in the name of Jesus, and told them to go back to the pit from whence they came.

Great rolls and waves of hideous demons rushed at me, snapping, clawing, biting, attacking, but still I somehow stood my ground.

Then the earthquake stopped.

I said, “I will not leave! I have come to set the captives FREE!”

At the word ‘free’, I felt an answering earthquake coming from MY God. This quake was way more powerful than the previous one, and it affected the demons far more than it did me. I simply held on and continued to stand there unmoved, but the demons were being shaken from their foundations and their rafters and the walls from where they were covertly hanging, and once they were exposed, they were quickly sucked downwards, disappearing beneath the floor.

I continued speaking. “I am a much beloved daughter of the Most High! My Righteous King will send an ARMY of His angels to protect me! How then can ANY evil overtake me! I am sheltered under His wings! They shelter me! He rescues me from EVERY trap! His faithful promises are MY ARMOR!” I then added on in a whisper that seemed to oddly hit them even harder than any previous words I had yet spoken, “I will not fear YOU…”

I continued to cast out those that still remained. The demons tried to rush at me again to startle and scare me, this time in an effort to get me to forget the Word of God. But I was able to remember enough scripture well enough, to fight them off.

I then woke up, and then realized that I was still fighting them off in my bedroom!

But then I spoke something out loud that surprised me. And once it left my lips, I knew without a doubt in my heart that it was true. What its meaning was I did not yet know, but I knew it to be His truth. I sensed it was some kind of  weapon against them. So I said it again, this time almost shouting it back at them.

“I am a belaying pin for the Lord!”

I felt a rush of strength come into my body, allowing me to continue to fight them with unwavering tenacity.

I also realized with sudden clarity, why this attack had been made against me. Satanist wanted to stop me from posting on this blog. They wanted to make my purpose vain, to break my bonds with Christ, to cut off all hope from me, and to drive me to a place where their god satan could destroy me.

I straightened myself up to my full height, planted my feet apart once again upon my bedroom floor, and firmly continued to speak out loud.

“I WILL NOT STOP from posting on my blog! This attacking coven of witches will fall and not stand! I claim that whatever evil they send to us is returned to them ten fold! The Word of God will prevail, along with His servants. The captives will be set FREE!”

After I said this, I cast out the satanist(s) who had invaded my bedroom and my sleep, and cut their silver cords and lay lines.

Their shadows and presence all then dissolved into nothingness like smoke on a windy day.

Calling forth a host of angels to protect me and my family, I pleaded the blood of Jesus over us all.

I then felt the strong comforting breath of His army all around me. I lifted up a glass of water to the ceiling in a toast, and said “To The Lord God Of All! All praise be to Jesus Christ of Nazareth!” I exclaimed.

“YES!”, the angels replied all together in one mighty shout , lifting their arms up to heaven along with me.

I basked in the light of these angels, as they stood around me in my little room, smiling at me, encouraging me, and patting me on the back for hanging in there. They kept telling me that I was indeed a belaying pin for the Lord, and to never give up in the fight against the evil one.

It was several hours before their presence completely faded, but their hope and encouragement in me as that worthy belaying pin for our Lord lingered in my spirit for many days.

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I had heard of a belaying pin before, but I could not quite remember where. I thought it might be a pin of sorts to a grenade or something, but that made no sense to me. Then the Holy Spirit told me to go look it up. What I found made me smile.

For as long as I can remember, I have always struggled to be able to memorize things. From multiplication tables as a small child, to the memorization of life-giving scriptures, I struggled where to others it would come naturally. The bible refers to the Word as a sword one would use to fight off the evil one. I had so very often felt sub-par or unusable by my God because of this, as if I was somehow only half prepared to fight for Him on the battlefield.

When I looked up the definition of ‘belaying pin’, I found that it had been mostly used on the larger sailing ships, to help hold the sails in their place. However, when invaders tried to come aboard the ship, the sailors who had no sword next to them at that moment, would quickly remove a belaying pin from the wall and use it like a sword to fight off the enemy. A straight good-sized short stick with a handle made of either hardwood or brass, it was a blunt instrument without finesse, but it served both its purposes well.

Isn’t that sweet of Him? He can still find a use for me, even with my limitations.

I share this testimony with you, despite it being of a more personal nature, in the hopes that it too, will inspire you to still keep fighting the good fight, even though it may feel at times like you are not enough, or may even feel broken in some way. Our God is so VERY mighty, that He can use whatever we are for His glory, His people, His honor, and His kingdom!

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“Fight the good fight of faith, lay hold on eternal life…”
(1 Timothy 6:12)

“The Lord is righteous; He has cut in two the cords of the wicked.” (Psalm 129:4)

“Let me not be put to shame, O Lord, for I call upon Thee; Let the wicked be put to shame, let them be silent in Sheol. Let the lying lips be dumb, Which speak arrogantly against the righteous with pride and contempt.” (Psalm 31:17-18)

“Behold, I have given you authority to tread upon serpents and scorpions, and over all the power of the enemy, and nothing shall injure you.” (Luke 10:19)

“And the God of peace will soon crush Satan under your feet.” (Romans 16:20)

“For though we walk in the flesh, we do not war after the flesh: (For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal, but mighty through God to the pulling down of strong holds;)” (2 Corinthians 10:3-4)

“The one who practices sin is of the devil; for the devil has sinned from the beginning. The Son of God appeared for this purpose, that He might destroy the works of the devil.” (1 John 3:8)

“You are from God, little children, and have overcome them; because greater is He who is in you than he who is in the world.” (1 John 4:4)

“…He which hath begun a good work in you will perform it until the day of Jesus Christ.” (Philippians 1:6)

“I will love thee, O Lord, my strength. The Lord is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust; my buckler, and the horn of my salvation, and my high tower. I will call upon the Lord, who is worthy to be praised: so shall I be saved from mine enemies.”
(Psalm 18:1-3)

“In my distress I called upon the Lord, and cried unto my God: he heard my voice out of his temple, and my cry came before him, even into his ears. Then the earth shook and trembled; the foundations also of the hills moved and were shaken, because he was wroth. He bowed the heavens also, and came down: and darkness was under his feet.”
(Psalm 18:6-7, 9)

“As for God, his way is perfect: the word of the Lord is tried: he is a buckler to all those that trust in him. For who is God save the Lord? or who is a rock save our God?”
(Psalm 18:30-31)

“The Lord liveth; and blessed be my rock; and let the God of my salvation be exalted. He delivereth me from mine enemies: yea, thou liftest me up above those that rise up against me: thou hast delivered me from the violent man. Therefore will I give thanks unto thee, O Lord, among the heathen, and sing praises unto thy name.”
(psalm 18:46, 48-49)

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A Sign Of ME Is What You’re Looking For

April 7th, 2005

After several more days of enduring these horrid emotions,
(talk about dragging my feet!)
I finally go to God in PUSH prayer.

After 40 minutes or so, God tells me to go read
Through my old journal entries again.

“Which ones?”

“The ones on WAR.”

I had to go back to
Saturday, December 4th, 2004….

The old
“Tie a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree’
dream.

(https://dreamsofdunamis.wordpress.com/2012/10/01/a-simple-yellow-ribbon/

https://dreamsofdunamis.wordpress.com/2012/10/04/what-god-was-talking-about/)

But Lord!
To soften before hand
And be ready for him when he returns,
Waiting for him with arms open wide?
I don’t know about that one, Lord…

I think of the ‘Call Of Duty,
extension CD game (my husbands favorite PC game) entitled:
‘United Offensive.’
It talked about the players needing to work with
their other team members, together,
so they could win the war.
A sort of parable of those working for Christ
And the kingdom of God.

“Could you not think of those hurtful words or deeds
as Satan’s weapons
that he tricks your husband into using against you?

Oh Ma petite, the more time you spend with me,
the more satan’s weapons will have no effect on you.
They will be rendered useless.”

Lord, when one becomes wounded
In this spiritual war, what do you do?
Just ignore the wound?

“If the wound is not serious, then yes.
You continue on till the course of the day
allows you to see to your wound.
If the wound is serious, and you physically can not go on
Fighting the good fight,
Then you must stop and as soon as possible,
Come to Me, so it can be treated.”

Oh Lord, just the thought of someone you trust
Suddenly turning on you and becoming the enemy,
Is too hard to bear!
How can one ever really come to trust them?

“When they reveal themselves as the enemy
(or as untrustworthy,)
that is when they would be sick and in need of Me.
There are many different wounds on this battlefield.
With some, you can see their wound right away,
And see how it is incapacitating them.
And with others, it is hard to see that death
Working to end the life within them.
Both you can not see except through Me.

Remember; only Satan cares for war, ma petite.

Be strong with the Lord’s mighty power. Put on all of God’s armor so that you will be able to stand firm against all strategies and tricks of the Devil. For we are not fighting against people made of flesh and blood, but against the evil rulers and authorities of the unseen world, against those mighty powers of darkness who rule this world, and against wicked spirits in the heavenly realms.
Use every piece of God’s armor to resist the enemy in the time of evil, so that after the battle you will still be standing firm. Stand your ground, putting on the sturdy belt of truth and the body armor of God’s righteousness. For shoes, put on the peace that comes from the Good News, so that you will be fully prepared. In every battle you will need faith as your shield to stop the fiery arrows aimed at you by Satan. Put on salvation as your helmet, and take the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God. Pray at all times and on every occasion in the power of the Holy Spirit. Stay alert and be persistent in your prayers for all Christians everywhere.
(Ephesians 6:10-18)

I repeat:

Pray at all times
and on every occasion
in the power of the Holy Spirit.
Stay alert
And be persistent
in your prayers…”
(Ephesians 6:18)

Lord, is the earth shaking a part of war?

Then I thought of the weapons used in war.
Particularly of bombs.

Yet I remained a cynic.
Do bombs cause the earth to shake like an earthquake Lord?
I sensed the answer was yes, but I doubted,
For I did not know enough about war to know for sure.

“Yes little one,” He replied. “Trust Me; they do.
Especially the ones that fall close to you.”

Oh But Lord!
I don’t want to keep on fighting with him!

“This is your only choice;
the path I’ve made for you,
or Satan’s.”
(God’s path, means to stay with my husband,
despite him being such a …ugh!?)

“Do you think you are the only one to feel the bomb, ma petite?What if BOTH of you got injured by the bomb?”

These wounds obtained in battle…
are they like the heat that purifies the silver?

“That depends upon the action of the believer.
Heat only softens & melts the silver;
I Am the only one,
Who can skim off the impurities from the top.

If they came to me, in trust and child-like faith,
Asking me to purify them
And remake them into My image,
Then yes, the heat will serve
To soften you for the remolding,
And I will purify the dross from your soul.

But if you do not, if you remain hard,
And do not come to me,
Then the heat will only leave the believer
With the scars of war.

The harder the metal is
and the more scarred the believer,
the longer it will take,
to transform their image into mine.”

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(After another hour or so in P.U.S.H. prayer…)

Oh My Child,
If you only knew of the power
You hold in your hands!
Like an Olympic runner,
The torch of hope and light
Has been passed to you
& is now in your hands.
If you could only realize,
The power, hope, and light
You hold in your hands,
Then NOTHING would stand
In your way!
Nothing…”

A torch, Lord?

“Yes. Like a relay runner
in the old Olympic games.
Research the first races.
You will find that there were
Many dangers
That could befall the runner,
And stop him from finishing
The race.”

*

(I remained on my knees in prayer for several more hours,
Still trying to overcome the painful words and actions
Of my husband. How could he be so uncaring?)

“Oh ma petite! You NEED
to get rid of that
‘You versus me’ mentality.
You NEED
To not take it personally,
as an attack against you.
The ‘you versus me’ mentality
And taking it personally,
Is what will lead you into battle
Against your brother
And against ME.

Strive to be free from these leads.

Remember ma petite,
The battle is ever between you and evil,
NOT between you and another.
NEVER MAKE IT A PERSONAL MATTER!
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One day, eventually,
if you spend enough time
in My presence,
ALL of your wounds will be healed.

Even if you do not ‘feel’ like praying,
and asking for your hearts to be softened,
you are to FORCE yourself to ask for it,
because this is My will for you.”

*

As I rise,
(tired of all this P.U.S.H. prayer,)
That insatiable emptiness begins to fill me.

“You know what that feeling is, right ma petite?”

Yeah., I knew what it was.
It’s what happens when one turns away from Christ.
The heart and soul aches,
From the lack of nourishment it had partaken of before.

“You see, little one, this is an ‘either or’.
There is only two possibilities,
once you have drank from My fountain.
As soon as you turn away from Me,
The ever-waiting darkness ascends
And begins to eat away your soul.”

Oh, how nice;
The proverbial rock or hard place.
What a choice. ( – Not!)
Turn from You, and
Face the pain of emptiness within,
Or turn to You, and
Face the pain of betrayal by one loved,
Yet again.
Not much choice there, Lord.
Not much choice at all.

“Can’t you trust me, ma petite?”

(Sigh.) No Lord, I can not.
I am too afraid of the pain.

So I remain here immobilized,
As the teeth of withdrawal settles in,
Biting at my soul.

FINALLY,
I sigh,
Repent,
And then go back to Praying Until Something Happens.

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Is this PUSH prayer, (Pray Until Something Happens prayer,)
The only way to do this? (I do not like praying like this; it sometimes feels like I’m just wasting my time…)
“No. But it’s quicker.
How long did you want
To stay in the hurt?
How quickly
Do you wish to heal
From these ‘wounds of war’?

*

Realize,
where the pressure is coming from!
Satan.
When possible, TURN TOGETHER,
To the only one who can fight
Against the adversary and win.
ME.”

*

Lord, How do I put on
Your protective armor,
That you talk about
In Ephesians 6?
It says to use every piece of Your armor.
I know that the sword is the words of the Bible,
And that my faith in You (ie: JUST BELIEVE,)
Can be a shield that protects me from Satan’s attacks.
But ‘the body armor of God’s righteousness’…
How in heaven’s name can one put THAT on?
What IS it? I simply do not understand!

“Each time you come to me to pray,
a thin layer of this protective coating
is given to you. Kind of like the polyurethane
you coat the kitchen table with, to protect it
from getting damaged.
The more coats that cover you,
The more protected from hurt you will be.”

This coating…
Does some of it come from the Holy Spirit?

“Yes.”

*

lord, how can I tell
when my loved one is acting ‘foolish’?
Are there not signs that I could watch out for?
(So I could stop and go P.U.S.H. pray sooner,
In the hopes of preventing more hurt.)

“A person acting foolish will:

Try to control things and others
By rage, passive anger, sullen silence,
Whining, complaining, threatening suicide,
Give you the ‘silent treatment’,
Lie, cheat, steal, or charm you, or
play the role of a victim or martyr,
leaving you feeling abused.
They believe that if YOU were different,
There wouldn’t be a problem.
They act self-reliant and self-centered,
Complacent, selfish, sullen,
Quick-tempered, and or contemptuous.
They trust in themselves alone,
And stubbornly maintain their position
At all costs. (ie: they are always right.)
They mock at the thought
of making amends for their actions.
They create strife
because of their selfishness,
and cause destruction,
often with their tongue.
They stubbornly want to do
what they want to do,
(and they enjoy doing it,)
Even though it may endanger
Themselves or others.”

What are the signs of being in full repent?

“You will see an attitude of humility
(Not just agreeing that they were wrong.)
They will often look for ways to make amends.
(ie: Have the heart of a servant.)
When they are genuinely sorry,
They will not be pushy, or demanding
In getting their needs met.
If you end up getting more
Complaints, excuses, or conditions,
From them, chances are
That they are still not in full repent.”

Then I would need to go back and keep P.U.S.H. praying for them?

“Yes.”

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But Lord, I’m so busy!
I don’t have that kind of time just to go P.U.S.H. pray!

“Go do your job as you must,
But give all your free time to Me,
In P.U.S.H. prayer.
Remember ma petite,
Whenever ‘something is not as it should be’,
It is then, that you are to STOP
And COME TO ME, and
PRAY UNTIL SOMETHING HAPPENS.
This something,
Could be your loved one’s heart
changing and softening to Me and to you,
Or even a sense of peace that finally comes over you.

A sign of ME, is what you’re looking for…”

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