Friday, January 31, 2014

Warfare Angel

I was half asleep, or half awake in a rather dreamy place some where between earth and heaven. My husband slept peacefully next to me. I tend to sleep on my left side facing the wall. I'm not sure why, but it might have to do with some medical TV show that I watched a long time ago...

However, on this particular night I had fallen asleep on my right side facing my amazing husband. The world was different in that moment. I became more aware of the night in my waking. I turned over slowly to sleep on the proper left side, but was struck by an amazing vision:

The angel was standing on my favorite pink rug next to my bed. This is the rug where I often spend time in prayer. The angel loomed over us with a flaming sword drawn. This has happened before. He held the sword in his left hand and and it seemed to pierce into the ceiling. It never crossed my mind as to whether my neighbors upstairs could see the top of the sword piercing through their floor. I dare not ask whether they were awake or asleep since it was about 4 a.m., and the angel had quite a wingspan that expanded widely over the bed and up far above the sword. Honestly, I am unsure how they fit into our apartment!

My heart began to question the necessity of the angelic being and inquire into its duty. The Lord reminded me that I had asked Him for protection the day before.

Did you know that your spirit never sleeps? It communes, meditates, and sings with God in the night hours and even all through the day (Psalm 119). Truly, if my soul had not been knitted to my body it might float back up to heaven and never rest until it found the center of the heart of God! For He created me from a tiny piece of His heart. How we are curiously and wonderfully made (Psalm 139)!

My heart leapt ahead of me and began to ask the very large and terrifying being questions before my brain could catch up and tell myself to hush! There was a knowing that came. I heard the angelic being respond and was fully aware that it had been sent from the Lord to protect us as we slept. His face was very intensely serious and I felt that I should not argue with him or within myself. The angel with long flowing brownish gold hair, wore a long white tunic with a gold braided belt around his waist. He wore gold sandals and the glory of the Lord was all over the room!

I now rest in His presence at night. I am filled with God's glory! I am not afraid of the terror by night or the arrow that  may fall, or any sickness. God is my stronghold, my refuge, my hope, my strength! He cares enough to command His angels to watch over me and my family, just as He promised us in His Word. 

I should try to sketch this amazing being. One day, I suppose, I will do it. Did you know that Jesus never travels alone? He is surrounded by God's holy angels, it is the manifested glory of God all around Him! (2 Thessalonians 1:7). Until then, my eyes are set towards heaven on the one whom my soul loves: Jesus my Beloved King. I encourage you to read Psalm 91.

Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty...
He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge...
He will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways; 
they will lift you up in their hands, 
so that you will not strike your foot against a stone...
Psalm 91:1, 4, 11 NIV

Jason Upton is one of my most favorite prophetic singers and pentecostal mystics. My husband and I often play his music all night as a way of keeping our home filled with the presence of God as we sleep! Here he is performing live his song "Trusting the Angels".  He gives the back story for the song first. I pray that God speaks to you and delivers you of terror and fear as you read here and listen to this song, in Jesus' name, Amen.



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