The Spirit of Lust

I laid my hands upon him while he slept and he had no idea that I was interceding on his behalf. My body shook and my hands trembled as the Spirit of the Lord moved through me. My lips moved rapidly and at times I jerked. I know it sounds strange but the Lord was definitely moving throughout. I cried and held tight to the tears so not to wake him. He moved and I slowed my speech though I was praying in my prayer language. Suddenly a vision unfolded.

The Lord revealed a strong hold in his life - something that had been there for a long while. I prayed as the creature appeared and seemed so very real to me. I could almost smell its stench and feel his wicked ways. The Spirit of Lust was its name. It stood tall and thin with its long rubbery arms extending outward flailing about almost like a water hose let loose.

Its limbs attached itself to all parts of the body - front and back. It extended its reach as if it were trying to grab hold of something. I believed that if it had found something it would have attached itself like a suction cup or wrapped itself around the object almost strangulating it.

The spirit had power. It was strong. It was real.