The Morning Star Rising on the First Day

The Initial Attack

In our previous posting, we introduced our new section on spiritual warfare. More specifically, it will introduce the subject by revealing my personal experiences over almost ten years. In today’s posting, I will open by sharing an unexpected and brutal spiritual attack that occurred at a time in my life when I did not even know that I was in a spiritual battle.

The body of Christ – On Earth as it is Heaven

The day that this event occurred began as a day of expectation. I was scheduled to go to a rock concert with friends, and we were all excited about it. However, this excitement was dampened by my low energy level. I was strangely tired that day, just like I had been, off and on, for several months. This condition would be very uncharacteristic of my ordinarily high-energy self. I had also noticed that after dinner each day, my face would flush red, and my temperature would rise. In addition, I gained about thirty pounds over the previous six months. I was very concerned about these conditions and went to the doctor to check it out, but despite performing all sorts of tests, they found nothing wrong with me.

On the evening of the concert, I met my friends at a restaurant for dinner and drinks. I was not hungry, but I had Mexican food anyway for some reason. The after-effect of the combination of spicy food and beer made me feel bad. It gave me a heavy feeling in my stomach. We left the restaurant and walked across the street to the concert hall. The concert was excellent. We had fantastic seats, and the music and performance were the best I had ever experienced. Yet, I wasn’t in tune with the good time everyone else was having. I was getting very sick to my stomach. I tried to delay the inevitable but eventually had to leave my seat to go to the restroom to vomit. As I returned to my seat, I remember thinking the Mexican food may have been bad. My condition did not get better throughout the evening as I had to leave several more times for the restroom. When the concert ended, my friends wanted to go out for drinks. Still, by this time, I had started to develop very sharp abdominal pains, so I uncharacteristically declined their invitation and drove home instead. 

It was a thirty-minute drive home, and by that time, the abdominal pain had become extreme. In fact, it was so bad that I could not even stand up straight when I exited the car. The best that I could do was to lean substantially forward at the waist to minimize the pain. My family doctor was called, and he recommended driving to the hospital emergency room immediately. Ironically, the trip to the hospital took me back within a block or so of the concert hall I had left just an hour or so before.

The initial spiritual warfare attack had been conducted, and the result was that I was its casualty. Of course, it is not apparent at this point in time that my condition was the result of a spiritual attack. Still, this connection will become evident in my future postings. At this point, the battle has just started, and as you will soon find out, I will be attacked repeatedly in the days, weeks, and months ahead. Our next posting will address what happens in the emergency room and my initial prognosis. 

Until then, God bless.

A VISION OF A JESUS-FILLED WORLD COMING TO PASS