Years ago, when I first became a Christian, I lived on our farm. I was so excited to find out there truly was a God and was flying high. Then things began to change for me and I began to walk in the supernatural.
At the farm, I began to feel things touching my body. One felt like a finger going down my back another a thump on my head. These things increased to a point where I felt like I would not be able to take it all.
After, a while, I grew in my walk, but these problems at the farm continued. My walk became one of deliverance, inner healings and the prophetic. I hated to go home because of all the demonic torment that was there, but that was my home.
We moved and the torment let up. I would from time to time have problems in my home, but nothing like the farm. I was healed, by Jesus' name, from Lupus and my ministry grew. It was exactly two years.
Now, we are going back to the farm. My husband asked me about the torment at the farm and if I had experienced any thing that intense since. Dear reader, nothing has come close to the torment at the farm.
So, I made a decision. I would go to the farm and redeem the land. I took with me, my husband and a friend who is a prophet. Side note...He will be a contributing writer on this blog in a few weeks.
He and my friend went in and shut the door. Quickly they came out and said the bird was out the window. This amazed me that it happened so fast, but I went on. The house was clean and we took off on other adventures.
Later I began to ponder and remembered something. I had been praying that God would reveal the spirits in the house, so that we would know when it was done and the house was clean. He showed me that the bird leaving was a sign from Him that He had cleaned my house and that nothing was left inside.
Thank you God.
In my walk, at the farm, early in my Christian life, I could not get these things to leave my home. I did not know how to handle them. This weekend when we reclaimed the land, I asked God about this and He said to me "Why do you think I moved you to the city."
I laughed. I understood. There was much for me to learn about the spirit realm and God had sent me to the city for lessons. He brought me many mature Christians who taught me and allowed me to grow the way He wanted me to. They never questioned what God was doing in me nor the gifts, as strange as they may be, in me.
Now, I am going back to the farm, where it all began. A place that God picked out for us. A place of sanctuary. A place, that now, is full of Him and Him alone. A place that He has set aside for His work and pleasure. My Lord, as brought me full circle.