Battle in the Darkness

Today a strange feeling came over me and I felt called into prayer. I just wanted to cry. I fell to my face feeling hurt for some reason. I immediately began speaking in my prayer language and immediately a vision began to unfold. It was strong and oppressive. I saw myself in a wooded area filled with darkness. There were about five or six creatures lurking in the background. They were large with four limbs. They stood as an adult and person would stand. They looked as if they had been charred or had come out of a fire. They were filled with ripples or knots on their whole entire body – almost deformed like or as if they were muscles bulging beneath their skin.

The largest of the creatures stood closer to me – angry – glaring – mad – mean – evil and filled with so much rage. I understood that it was a demonic spirit of rage. It was filled with rage toward me. I did not understand why.

An angel was trying to help me put my armor on. A helmet was placed upon my head. The breastplate was placed upon my chest and I also had armor placed on my legs and chins – down to my feet. While trying to finish putting the armor on I was suddenly attacked from behind and stabbed in the back. I could not see who stabbed me – only that it hurt very much. I fell to my knees and into the arms of an angel. The angels hurried to finish putting the armor on me.

I was then covered from all areas of my body. I felt sadness in the vision that someone would want to attack me. I was deeply hurt and understood that others were attacking me and that at that moment I was being attacked.

A group of angels were formed around me and I stood in the center of a large circle. The angels were some that I had not seen before. The warrior angels have always had wings and swords, the comforter angels have always been women without wings draped in long flowing garments, but these angels stood tall and lean without wings but held on to large spears. Their spears reached outward far into the opening to guard me. They stood together allowing no way anyone could come between them and get to me.

I could see the dark figures in the background glaring at me with such hate. The scene was intense and scary and I knew that any minute the dark figures wanted to pounce and storm the circle to get to me. As I continued praying in my prayer language I understood that I was calling upon the angel Michael to come to my aid. Michael suddenly rushed to my aid. He swept down from the heavens ready to attack. He was strong and mighty – fearless. He swept down and lingered in the air for just a moment above the demon’s head. Without any hesitation he raised a large club that looked to of been made of wood. He reared back with the club with all of his strength and hit the demon in the face as hard as he could causing it to stumble backward. The evil spirit did not try to fight; it simply turned around to walk away. As the dark creature turned the others turned as well and left. I then saw two faces of two women who I knew. One of them I had trusted and confided in. I felt the Lord revealing to me that the two women had been talking about me and the one I had trusted and confided in had stabbed me in the back.

Again, I cried giving my hurt to the Lord wondering why anyone would want to deliberately hurt me. I thanked God for protecting me and for coming to my rescue. I sat in the presence of the Lord and allowed him to comfort me. The Lord is good. He is quick to rescue and stop the enemy's attacks.