Enveloping Me In His Wings

One of my sons called me in the middle of the day, so I knew something was up.

“Mom!” he exclaimed, “Something weird happened here. I wasn’t feeling well, and felt God telling me to skip class and to go down into the basement of the library. So I did. When I got there, I didn’t understand why God had told me to go there. He told me to stay there and wait.”

“Then I watched this girl come in, which surprised me, for hardly anyone ever goes into the basement of this place. And then I seen that she was wearing the clothing of a muslim. She had her prayer mat with her, which she placed down on the floor and then kneeled down on.”

“As soon as she started speaking, great hoards of demons rushed in from all directions towards her. I felt very dizzy, and could feel their heat. They were huge, and were just like that other time in the classroom, where I seen that muslim demon backing up the teacher. However, this time, they had other spirits with them as well. Some were animals, but mostly looked like very large giant fighting men. Violence was all around them. There were black flames encircling them, and terror rushed through the building. Oh mom! I can really understand why some of their followers become willing to martyr themselves! The demons of terror are so very strong in this religion! I had to fight to just stay there and to not turn and run away! But the Lord wanted me to stay there, so I stayed there.”

“When the demons seen me, they started attacking me. The angels around me were really angry, and trying to defend me from them. I pulled out my cell phone, brought up the bible scripture app, and started reciting my favorite scriptures, like psalm 91 and Jeremiah 29:11. This calmed the angels a bit, and seemed to give them increased strength to continue the fight.”

“I could hear her praying to her god. She asked that her family be blessed, and for some other things I could not quite hear. Then I heard the demons say “Yes! We can do that for her!”. Then I heard the woman begin to pray again, though this time I could not make out what she was saying. But this is when the Lord told me to say psalm 91 out loud under my breath. I realized then, that while I prayed, whatever she asked for, she would receive the opposite instead. I sensed her asking for something bad to succeed, but knew that because of my quoting the scriptures, it would fail.”

“Oh mom, I felt so uncomfortable there! You know how it is when I am around roman catholics; I feel irritated. And when I am around saatanists or witches, I feel unbalanced and uneasy. Well around muslims, I felt sheer undiluted terror! I did not want to be there at all! I was afraid that the Lord would keep me there the whole time, but after a while, he told me it was O.K. to go.”

“Frustratingly, the only way out was by her. But there was an angel, one with no wings and somewhat smaller in size, that led me out. Another angel, much larger and with a wide wingspan, had his back towards me, enveloping me in his wings, while facing his shield and sword outwards towards the enemy so he could do battle if they attacked. Together, we made it out safely.”

“Oh mom,” he said, “I had no idea that I would run into something like this on campus! I have seen other muslims before, I even have some in my classes, but they didn’t have these kinds of demons on them! Though,” he said as an afterthought, “They didn’t seem like they were really into their religion either. One guy I spoke to, said he is a muslim only because his family forces him to be one. He himself wasn’t that into it. So maybe that’s why I didn’t sense too many demons on him.” She paused, thinking further. “I think it was the act of worship, that really brought out the demons.”

“You know mom,” he said to me, “sometimes it feels like there is a big battle going on over this campus. The hindus and their gods, the muslims and their god, the gays – yes I know they are not a religion, but they still have their own set of demons on them-, the buddhists, the athiests, they are all vying to gain ultimate control over the campus. They are all trying to gain power over it, so it can be their own little principality.”

I asked him if the demons ever unite with each other, to be able to gain more ground.

“No,” he answered. “Only a few times when they want to fight off the Christians. But for the most part, they are each out for themselves.”

This was a surprise to me. I had thought that satan would command his troops to work more together, to take over the land. I guess he didn’t feel it was needed.

Weeks later, we heard of a murderous rampage At Ohio State University by a muslim that was stopped. My son sensed that this is what the woman’s prayers had been used by the demons for. But Psalm 91, God’s Word, stopped it from succeeding. The only deaths from that attack, was the attacker himself. Reports described the man as behaving oddly while the attack was taking place. I have no doubt that at that moment, he was posessed by demons and not in control of himself.

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Isaiah 41:10 (KJV) “Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not dismayed; for I am thy God: I will strengthen thee; yea, I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness.”

2 Thessalonians 3:2 (KJV) “And that we may be delivered from unreasonable and wicked men: for all [men] have not faith.”

Micah 2:1 (KJV) “Woe to them that devise iniquity, and work evil upon their beds! when the morning is light, they practise it, because it is in the power of their hand.”

Psalms 34:21 (KJV) “Evil shall slay the wicked: and they that hate the righteous shall be desolate.”

Psalm 91:9-12 (KJV) “Because thou hast made the Lord, which is my refuge, even the most High, thy habitation;
There shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling. For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways. They shall bear thee up in their hands, lest thou dash thy foot against a stone.”

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A Miracle: The Angel and Their First Customer

In an effort to bring in more money into the household, my husband started up a business. Him and his partners did their research, and knew that there was a great need for the product that they had created. So they were quite confused when, after almost two years, they had not even had one customer. They met and discussed closing the business.

That night, my youngest was woken up in the middle of the night by a very bright light. It shined out from the corner of his room. It waited, and when my son refused to get up, it shined brighter. (He was very tired.) Finally my son realized that it wouldn’t go away and let him sleep, till he got up and gave it some attention.

When he arose, the light dimmed, and he could see an angel of the Lord standing before him.

The angel told him, that the reason his father’s business had no customers, is that there was a pagan man praying to his god to bless this company (he was a friend of one of the partners,) and this man’s prayers were actually a curse upon the company. The angel told him he was to tell us to bind up this man’s prayers, and break their bonds and cords, and claim that they are as nothing.

The angel then said that the company could grow and be a help to us and one day even help out the body of Christ, if we prayed for it. The angel said it needed the prayers of his mother, to help it succeed. (At the time, my husband was doing this on his own, and hadn’t really talked to me about it.) The angel further said that when someone would ask about why the company was so successful, we were to say it was because of Jesus.

My husband was amazed at the message, for he had not told his youngest anything about the company’s problem.

We talked about it and came to an agreement. Then we bound up this man’s prayers in the name of Jesus.

Three days later they got their first customer!

Today, the company is growing, and we give all credit for its success to the Lord Jesus Christ.

Hanukkah is a time to remember the miracles on one’s life. This was one of them.

May you be blessed with miracles in your journey with the Lord,
C. Dunamis

A Miracle: I Could Breathe

(Note: This took place some years ago, before I understood about claiming. Now, I no longer get a cold or the flu.)

I had a horrible cold. It had entered into my lungs and made breathing difficult. Even all the over-the-counter medicines could not seem to make a dent in it.

One night during the worst of it, I was startled awake to see one of my angels, sitting at the base of the bed. I lay there, not quite awake, starring at her.

I had seen this angel before, concerning a healing. I think of her as a she because of her petite body, fine long hair, and soft voice, but please know; angels don’t have a sex. She says her name is spelled “Ade”, though it is pronounced “Aid”.

“Do not breathe in deep!” she instructed me.

I then realized that I had stopped breathing.

Of course, the moment she said not to do this, I wanted to.

She then told me to take very small breaths, almost like panting, till my lungs opened back up.

It was hard; I wanted to pull in the air quickly, for I was starting to feel a bit faint from the lack of it, but I did as Ade instructed. I could feel the resistance; my lungs had glued together while I slept. Panic attacked me. Slowly, my lungs peeled back open bit by bit, till I was able to get an average breath in. I then started coughing up all the mucus that was in my way, till I could breathe freely again.

When I finished my hacking, I looked back at the foot of the bed to see if the angel was still there, but she had already left. I knew the Lord had just saved me from certain death; if I had tried to breathe in as normal, I would have found that I could not, and I would have tried to force it, which would have caused my lungs to lock up and freeze shut.

I Thank You Jesus Christ for saving me!

Hanukkah is a time when we share the miracles which the Lord Jesus Christ and the Father have done in our lives. This little miracle is one of them.

May the Lord Jesus Christ bless you greatly with your own miracles,

C. Dunamis