Witnessing a Battle

One summer day in 2016, the sun shining bright in our little town, it seemed to be a peaceful morning. Husband at work, and the kids & I are at home. I knew something was up though and I started to get a little anxious. Little did I know within an hour I would witness a spiritual battle.

After a few hours of anxiety overload, I suddenly felt a stillness come over me and I ran outside. Looking back after this all, makes me realize a little more how God can move you even when you think you aren't walking with Him like you should. Let me share...

2 Days Earlier

2 days earlier I felt the need to get my bible, speak to all the kids about the weird things going on around the house, put water in a glass, get a bowl of salt, and buy some sage. I didn't know why I felt this, but let me tell you how I felt in my body. What I was sensing. Before I state the day you should know I wasn't on any drugs ever and I didn't drink either. My walk with God was strong but not where I was in the Holy Spirit 24/7. I mean I wish we all could be in the Holy Spirit continuously. Now, on this day, I felt peaceful and clear headed. I had no other racing thoughts other than what to prepare. All the anxiety I carried was gone with no overthinking thoughts.

I don't know if you have ever been filled 100% with the Holy Spirit drunk, but you get sort of a tunneled vision, an uplifted energy and it's like you can breath clear, head clear, everything at a high level within you, all senses are heightened. Even a smell of sweet heavenly essence fills the air when you are filled with the Spirit. That is what I felt for 3 days. Again, I didn't know at the time, but God had a hold of me. I was doing without thinking. I was doing without knowing what anything meant. I just grabbed all the items I felt to grab, and set them aside. I went to bed as normal that night but could sense something big was coming. Just feeling like an out of body experience almost. No thoughts, feelings, emotions. Just peace.

That next night, my husband fell asleep on the couch while the kids and I talked in their bedroom. The baby was asleep in my bed. The other 3 kids and I went to their room to do our occasional 'mom gets on a soap box' moment. That night's discussion was of ghosts and what happens when we die. Why people can see ghosts and why some cannot. About God and things we should be doing with our spiritual gifts.

The kids and I discussed all these things that have happened around the house. About how we all had been feeling irritable lately. Seeing things move, hearing voices, witnessing shadows walking, and once I had something unseen behind me blow my hair, while I was doing dishes. Then we discussed the different things that were happening with their gifts. Seeing & hearing spirits, seeing symbols floating in our 3rd eye, and auras surrounding everyone they see. We talked how they have these gifts that I never knew of. Why there are spirits staring at them. My oldest could see and hear in the spiritual realm. Another one of the kids said they can see auras and feel when something is around, almost premonition type stuff. One sees auras but wasn't sure what that was and just ignored it.

With that all being said, we begin our discussions and my 2nd eldest daughter needs to use the restroom. She gets up and goes into my bedroom to check on her baby sister. She decides she will just use the bathroom connected to my bedroom. Seconds after walking out of the room that we were talking in, she comes back to get her older sister, who sees in the spiritual. My closet door in my bedroom was cracked open and they had seen a demonic spirit standing inside. I had somehow already known of this nasty spirit, but could not see where it was hiding. That was the main reason, I felt, for this talk I was having with them.

After 20 minutes has gone by, we discussed all these things happening, and then my baby (3 years old at the time) was heard screaming in the doorway of my bedroom. She had her hands over her eyes and was shaking her head "no, no, no" while crying. I have no clue how the disgusting thing was trying to torture my baby, but it knew to stop. My oldest child went and picked her up for me as I walked through the room with prayer and speaking for it to leave. As I spoke, I spoke in tongues. Again, if you have never spoken in another language that the Lord will give in the Holy Spirit, ask God.

The commotion woke my husband up. However, it didn't take long before he fell back asleep. I continued praying for a clearing in our room and all around us. When things settled down and the baby n' hubs were back asleep, I told the kids we would go through the house and speak scripture the next day. I had never really sage'd before but felt the need to do so and discussed with the kids that we would be clearing anything we can't see with prayer and scripture, God will help. So.... with those that are against burning sage and think that's a 'witchy' thing, ask God about it.

Battle Day

I woke up. I immediately, without planning, grabbed my bible, the water, and the salt n' sage. Not knowing what I was doing I started to put my hands on the bible while holding the water and salt. I even had a pitcher of water and a glass. I immediately start praying in the Holy Spirit and moving around with joy n' glee and excitement. I could feel the power of God flow through me and touch that huge pitcher of water and turn it into Holy Water. I didn't know that was the result or mission to what I was doing, because I was new to this. I felt the power of God flow through me and bless the salt. I was.... in..... shock! I never in my life would have thought that He would use me to do that. I still didn't know if what I was doing was real. I just was doing and never witnessed that before. I have had Holy water marked on me when entering a Catholic church before, I had anointing oil placed on my forehead during our prayer and revivals with the Pentecostal churches I attended; but I have never be used as a vessel in that way before.

After the awe & astonishment of finally realizing God's moving me, I then grab the sage and prepare it for lighting. I opened the curtains to all the windows in every room. I could feel the energy get thicker and thicker. I believe the kids could sense it also. They were all looking around and looking to me for answers that I didn't have to give them. I was going through all of this at the same time with them. Though the curtains were open to every window in our small home, it was high noon and we were starting to not be able to see in front of us. The whole house was getting pitch black. Kids were getting nervous and unsure as to why the house was so dark. I didn't know, but there was a energetic feeling, an energy of war but peace combined.

I suddenly went running outside. No clue why, just went running outside. No thoughts, just a quick bolt out the door. I could hear my oldest daughter beating on the door as I run down my driveway and instantly feel humbled. I KNOW now what I am doing. My arms instantly raise over my head in praise. I start sobbing and confessing, "God, I love you so much. Help. I love you!". I feel the actual presence of GOD!!! Not the Holy Spirit...Not like you have felt Him in church, but God hovering above me

When I am in the Holy Spirit of God, I can close my eyes and see silhouettes of what is in the spiritual realm. I close my eyes and see the silhouette of what I feel and know to be God. With God, on each of His sides, were His obedient angels. They were now filling the atmosphere above my home!

As I looked off in the distance near our hometown, I saw in the sky, that there were complete bright skies, not a cloud in sight over the whole place. However, directly above my house was dark skies. Storm cloud coverage filled the tiny 2 acres of land, no where else for miles, just my home. Not the neighbor north, and not the neighbor directly south.... I wonder briefly through my awe, "what is going on with the sky?" and then.... it started to rain.

As I say to God with my hands stretched out, "I love you God" Humbly sobbing again I say, "I love you God, Thank You so much."..... In the middle of my sentence, I feel the attentiveness and became still to hear, "Go inside, my child." of course, I didn't listen the first time. Just like normal when He speaks to me and I'm not listening. He was very stern and loving to repeat Himself for me. "Go inside now!" I know the sound of God. That intense yet gentle, "my child". It's comforting yet intimidating to hear. I knew to listen that time.

Behind me I could hear my oldest child still beating on the door, yelling at me from inside. I turn and go running up the steps, and as I get to the door it gently opens. My oldest had tried and tried to open the door to come outside also. She was screaming, "mom it wasn't locked, but I couldn't open the door. It wouldn't open for me. We knew instantly, God had kept that door locked so that nothing evil could come in from the wickedness roaming the land there, and my children didn't come out when He was trying to get me inside. I 100% know that to be true. I know what was happening and our duty inside the home.

Once, I get in I feel I do not have time to stop and speak with the kids. No time to explain. I say, "We'll talk later. Right now, let's do this!" I grab the salt and tell the oldest to salt doorways and windowsills. I light the sage and start in the kids back room. All windows should be showing some kind of natural light but.... there was nothing. It is black black inside and the kids are now sensing fear. I reassure them, everything is okay we just need to do this and to start praying. Again, I didn't know why back then, but I kept on moving through the steps.

I went to my bedroom and started to sage the closet. With bible in my hands and shouting in tongues, the smoke of the sage has filled the entire house completely, and I can feel or sense something that we could not see getting very upset, I could sense that this energy was not happy. I am continuous in aligning my thoughts with what I want in my heart, to have peace & love, no negative energy in my home, as I continue to chat in tongues. I feel God's Holy Spirit 100% filled in my body. I jump back to the living room with the kids, who are holding some flashlights for light just to see each other. I am praying relentlessly from room to room, over and over.

Then suddenly, a loud "KABOOM!" shakes the house. It sounds like a gunshot went off and the Earth shook. In a swift instance, natural sunlight shown through the house. As we all ran through the living room & to the back window where we heard the loud bang had come from, we notice the whole house now has beams of glittering light bouncing around my children, gently embracing us, and beaming off each wall. I had never seen peace and stillness like this before.

God left in our home a peace that I will never forget. Embracing us with comfort. You could see the swirls of smoke from the sage dance in the beams of God's light. The beautiful bright light was on every... single... wall with perfect angels to reflect to the next wall. It was the first time I could see the flecks of angelic glitter floating in the air. You know how you see things floating in sunlight as it passes through the window? This wasn't dust, no dirty particles... I was angelic glittery gold specks. It was beautiful!

We looked out our back window and found where the loud noise had come from. I mean, we all know it was God, but outside, directly behind our back door, was a small tree, split in two, and on fire! Now upon the light bouncing off everything we see, clear as can be, told us it was a sign. Witnessing the battle and that we would be blessed with wisdom from God, with understanding and with protection from His angels. I have no idea truly to what happened, but I feel that some evil spirits were cast into the tree by God and He singed them with a lightning bolt. To be honest, and fully aware.... that is what had happened.

Now....

You know how you can write things with your finger on a window that has condensation on it? Make little drawings in it like when we were kids? Okay, this is what we saw.

One window had a perfect shape of the United States and through the United States outline was a jagged line going through the middle. The words I feel I heard was that there will be a great divide among the nation. Remember, this was back in 2016. Now, of course, we all can plainly see we are indeed there, and already know the division that we can see today between political parties, of race, of sexes, of generations.

"When there becomes a great divide, know He is coming soon!" That is what I kept hearing. On the other window, there was a perfect, clear as day, drawing of a Chinese dragon, with details. I panicked, thinking it was negative and I wiped my finger through it and then hesitated as I felt that was symbol of protection for my family. Mental note, I have some Asian ancestry so the energy or spirit of that culture is surrounding me daily. This was a symbol that was letting spirits on the outside of the home know that we are protected by God and letting us know that during this time of divide, my house will be protected as well.

but...... today... I cannot help but wonder if it was a symbol to show where the great divide will come from, like an Asian country maybe? As humans, I feel it is natural to go to a negative thought or have pessimistic views about many things. However, I also know to not read into everything I notice. What do you think? Why would God show me our nation divided and an Asian (or Eastern) symbol of a dragon? Was it a sign of protection? I really feel that it shows another sign for the timeline of events that will show up in the times.

I had a previous experience with a vision from God, that pertained to the end of times or the rising of the anti-Christ. I do not know the timing, just as no one knows the hours or moment of Jesus' return. I do know that He will give us signs of when the season of His return will be. For the first time in my life, I feel that time is approaching quickly. If not already upon us.

Thinking back on all the off the wall and crazy experiences we had living in the, as we call it, the 'evil house. I think of all the weird and different things that were happening in our lives at this time. It was all very strange and very supernatural, or spiritual, if you will. But the moment I see that there is more to this world, this life, than what we can imagine with our wee little minds.

Now what happens in our lives shortly after that will be a shock to you and may make you understand the beauty and glory of God's purpose in each of our lives, and our purpose in God's kingdom. There was great discomfort in our lives that quickly came after that day, but looking back now I can see why and how things happened through the spiritual eye.

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