Satan himself

The last few post I have written a lot about hearing & communication. So I thought I write about the time I heard Satan's voice. They say that only a few people have heard the voice of Satan. I don't know that I believe that, but, I know that I heard him speak. The events leading up to this go over a span of months, but, I will bring them all together in this post.

I have written before that when I came to God that my ability to see, smell, feel into the spirit realm increased exponentially. But, I was unaware that this would occur. I certainly did not know what to do about it.

My husband had left early one morning for work. After he left I laid in the bed awake. I felt something crawl into the bed with me. I could feel the weighted and the movement from the foot of the bed moving up closer to me. I knew that it was not human (only through the grace of God) so I did not look. I had no idea what to do. So, I asked God to give me a deep, peaceful & safe sleep. Next thing I knew, I woke feeling rested & safe. No sign of the intruder.

At work I asked a Christian friend what to do. She really did not know, but, she did explain what was happening & suggested I say Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, when it happened again.

Well, many things happened. I would try to sleep & hear my name, or what sounded like a symbol crashing. I'd feel a thump on my head or what felt like a finger sliding down my back. I had a cockatial bird that would sound the alarm when something was about to happen. My husband, who does not have these giftings, would wake me if the bird started to scream & tell
me demons were in the house. The most startled I ever got was when I opened my eyes & right in front of my eyes was the ugliest most distorted demon I have ever seen. I actually screamed on that one.

Mean time I am learning how to walk in the power of the Holy Spirit. So, I am commanding that they leave. This would work at the moment but, they always came back. It became a very intense situation. The demons began to scream & yell at me. It did not matter where I was or what time of day, they were loud and intrusive. I was driving home one night with them screaming & my spirit became concerned. The volume of their voices & my sense of danger seemed increased. I was praying what to do. The more I prayed the less the intensity. If I wained over my prayer, they noise increased. I shouted to God & screamed my prayers, I bound them up till I pulled into my driveway & felt the relief of quiet.

My life was in such havoc. Everyday I endured these attacks. Everyday I spoke the Lord's name to vanquish the enemy. I was growing tired. On a beautiful fall day, I was driving home with the same old screaming & this time seeing the multitudes of demons. I was saying "In the name of Jesus Christ you must leave." They did not stop or if they did it was only for a moment.

Suddenly they stopped. If was so quiet. I had not heard quiet in a long time. Then out of the silence I heard a voice. Santa himself, "If you just come with me, I'll make this stop." Now my immature little brain thought,"I wonder what that would be like?" That thought scared me. I slammed on the brakes & pulled into a ditch. "God, I can't do this without you," I screamed. I then heard the beauty voice of our Father in heaven. "Now, I can work."

I never heard the screaming again. The torment stopped. My life came back into order. Why? Because, I needed to learn that I can say "In the name of Jesus" all day long but, until I learned to get that into my heart it had no power from me. You see, I was intellectualizing the cross & the power that lay behind it. I understood that the name of Jesus could move mountains, but,I did not take to my heart that God was the one doing the work. That through me He worked. I am helpless without Him.

I realize now who I am & what I am in Christ. That those mountains will move through the love of Christ. A lesson hard learned but, a lesson never forgotten.