I woke up this morning, a weird and strange dream on my mind. I had dreamt that I was with a few people and one of my younger kids inside a huge church. Darkness spoke over and over again. Not in voice, but in impressions. I spoke back to the evil as I felt its attempt to shame me and accuse me of past wrongs I had committed. I admitted the wrongs and silenced the evil. I woke up. At first I was concerned that others would think different of me, until I confessed. The darkness had no hold over me in my confession.
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