Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Thursday Night

I had so many powerful experiences on this trip, but I think the one that I'll remember forever is Thursday night before we left.
Our whole group was staying in a hotel right across the street from the airport, Kevin, Kenton and I were in a room together. We were talking about the trip in general, til around 12-1 ish. Around that time Kevin fell asleep. But Kenton and I kept talking. We were talking about some spiritual concepts and stuff like that when I just felt the room get really "dark". Granted, all the lights were off in the room, but it did seem like the room was getting very dark. I told this to Kenton, and then he started to feel a dark presence in the room. I felt that if I had looked out the window, some creepy, demon, thing would be looking in. So we both just kind of felt that we should pray for this and cast whatever was in the room out. Then Kenton (I'll try to tell his story as best as I can, but talk to him about it) during the prayer felt as if something was diving straight at him, and he felt himself lift his hands to protect his face. Later he realized that when he held up his arms, they formed a cross.
So we prayed for a long time, just commanding whatever was in the room to leave in Jesus's name. As we were praying, I started to feel better, however, after the prayer was over, I still felt as if something was still lingering right outside of the room, not as powerful as last time, but it was still there. Then I just felt from God that we weren't done commanding demons. I remember Chad or some youth leader saying during the Spiritual Warfare series @ youth group that even the demons tremble and worship at the sound of Jesus's name. So I just felt God telling me that we needed to bind the demons and cast them at the feet of Jesus and make them worship him, because ultimately they have no power over us in Jesus's name.
So we prayed for that for a long time, and during that time, I just felt God giving me a peace about this whole trip, and our travel back to the states. So we prayed for our safe travel back to the states, and that whatever was formerly in the room, would bow before the feet of Jesus.
After we were all done, it was quiet in the room, and it seemed "brighter" in a sense than before. That night really showed me the power that Jesus has over any spiritual force. And that night also changed my view on spiritual warfare and its existence in any area of life.
Andrew King
P.S. Kenton has another take on this, which is awesome! So be sure to ask him about it. (He may even blog about it).