This morning it was SO COLD when I woke up. And when I went outside, there was frost! But all of the Kiwis informed me that it was cold overnight because there were no clouds in the sky, and that it would get really hot today because of the lack of clouds. And they were right! It got so hot out today! I put on shorts and a T-shirt it was so warm! I mean, it was not sweltering or anything but probably over 20 degrees Celcius! Woot woot! And I got a tan! Yeah man! One step closer to being a Fijian.
This morning in lectures, Beryl taught on things that block us from moving in the spirit. There is a whole list of them:
- Dishonoring of parents
- Witchcraft (ouija boards, music, books, films, some computer games)
- Fantasy
- Drugs and Alcohol
- Sexual abuse, unwanted touching
- Pronography
- Rejection, fear of rejection, and self rejection
- Unforgiveness
- Immorality (sex before marriage / adultery)
- Abortion (murder)
- Fears, phobias
- Generational sin
- Other religions
- Old dedications
- Curses, self-imposed curses
- Freemasonry
Beryl told us to figure out if any of these are things that need to be broken off of our lives, and if we think of any that we should come to her for prayer. As I thought, I had this super vague memory of using a ouija board one time. I don't remember when or where it was or who I was with, or if it was maybe a dream, I don't even remember if it worked, but I went to her for prayer on that. Ouija boards (and anything to do with the occult like fortune telling and tarot cards) can open you up to all kinds of evil spirits. So while Beryl was praying this off of me, my stomach lurched a bit, and Aleisha who was interceding with me started to convulse, and Carly saw a pole or something coming out of my back and she karate chopped it with her hand. Whatever it was came out. And Beryl said that it was hard to get it out, that it really didn't want to come. Creepy. I wonder what it was doing to me...
All of this crazy spiritual stuff is really wierding me out and scaring me a bit. I have never believed in ghosts or spirits or magic or anything like that. Even as a kid I didn't believe in ghosts. I always thought that magic or fortune telling was some sort of trick or act. It really scares me that these things could be real. I guess the moral of the story is to stay away from tarot readers and witches/witchcraft and all that stuff to protect yourself from the demonic.
This just reminds me of this summer when I was shopping with Brittany on 17th avenue, and we saw a sign for a Tarot reading. And we talked about it and decided it was fake and that we would check it out. So we went to the building where the sign was and inside the door was a staircase and you could go up or down the stairs. So we went down, and the doors at the bottom were locked. So we went up to the top and the doors were locked. So we gave up and left. I wonder if it was God protecting us. So weird.
But a Christian should not worry because we have God on our side. Jesus has already died and risen from the dead to save us. The war against evil has already been won. We know how the story ends because we have the book of revelation! And all who accept Christ are safe! And all we need to defeat the demonic realm is available to us through Jesus Christ. Even just his name makes them shudder.
The Christian Soldier Checklist (Ephesians 6: 11-18)
- Breast plate of Righteousness
- Belt of Truth
- Shield of Faith
- Helmet of Salvation
- Sword of the Spirit
- Feet prepared with the Gospel
During the prayer time I was just praying to myself in my little corner and I opened my eyes momentarily and saw Kat and Sarah was praying for her. I went over and laid hands on Kat. And as soon as I touched her I got a vision. And I knew that it was not my own thoughts. And as Sarah prayed, the vision progressed with the prayer. And then Sarah started praying for the impartation of the gift of prophesy for Kat and for increases of that gift. People have prophesied over me and told me that I have that gift, but I constantly doubt wether or not my thoughts are from God. But anyways, while Sarah prayed, my hand got burning hot on Kat and it felt like something was moving from me into her. Crazy. I prayed for more, and more and more and it kept going until Sarah finished praying. Woah. So cool.
This afternoon in Rec, we played some form of cricket. I have never played cricket before, nor have I seen it played, nor have I ever had anyone explain it to me. Aleisha assumed that everyone knew how and just said the basic rule. Most of us are Canadian and American. We were so confused. But we started to play and it was SO FUN. Maybe it was only fun because my team won with a score of like 46 to 6 or something ridiculous like that. But it might be my new favorite game.
However, I am really bad at hitting the ball with the racket. Especially when Dave, the back-catcher, tries to distract me and psych me out. He was asking all sorts of obnoxious questions, and then he asked "How tall are you, Steph?" And I said "Taller than you. Haha." That shut him up. But it also made everyone, including me and him, laugh really hard. So I still couldn't hit the ball.
After rec I went for a run. It was so nice and sunny and warm. It was beautiful. And I had the ingenious idea of running into the wind first, so that the wind would be behind me on the way back! The past few times I have had to run into the wind on the way back and it really makes the run feel a lot worse that it actually is. It was a glorious run. And then I did a bit of yoga stretches in the sun when I got back. My real motivation for the run and the yoga was that I would get a tan. And it worked!
And after supper I had a band practice. Matt is in charge of the worship on Friday, and he decided that it would be awesome to have a full band. And he was right. We have drums, keys, base, electric guitar and two acoustic guitars. So sweet. We had a really long and loud practice because everyone is ADD and likes making noise. But I think that it will be so AWESOME on friday!!!! YESSSSSSS!
And now I am getting ready to go to the prayer room for my hour slot from 10 to 11 PM. We are having 48 hours of prayer here on the base starting from 12 AM this morning. Woot woot. Sweet stuff happens when people are continuously praying!
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