Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Of Dreams and Demons...


I was lying down on a cot in the living room of a great three story house. On my right was the owner of the house--a middle-aged man with glasses. One my left was his son--a shadowy figure who was there sort of like I imagine a ghost would be. The father was not completely aware of his son's presence--like he had died or something. The boy was scared and I held his hand as we lay there on our three separate cots. The purpose of my presence was to exercise a demon that had been tormenting the man. The demon was expected to manifest his presence at 9:00pm by slamming doors. This apparantly was his habit. The man had attempted to stop the disturbance in the past by shooting a shotgun at the doors. The 9:00 hour came and went with no activity. The three of us were leaving the house and had made our way about 2-3 blocks away when a loud and distinct voice came from the house addressing me. The voice was cursing me and was trying to shame me by openly declaring my sins in a ridiculing manner. We went back to the house and I began to quote Scripture over and over again--John 3:16. It was at this moment that my wife awakened me because I was talking in my sleep--speaking loudly, "For God so love the world that He gave his only begotten son..."

1 comment:

David Samples said...

Here are my thoughts on the dream. The house represents my life. All three men are me. The 9:00 hour represents my ninth year of ministry at Cornerstone--the year that I am currently in. I will mark nine years on July 23. As a young boy I was molested which has contributed to many unhealthy choices throughout my life. These choices have in the past brought great shame to me. I have been reluctant to let others see into my heart. The fear is that if people really know me, then they will reject me. The man on the right--the father figure is the "fake" persona that I have created for myself--"Pastor Dave". The boy, who is rather shadowy and ghost-like is the boy that I am, that has never been allowed to really live. He is hidden, he is overlooked, and he is sacrificed. The demon(s) has been confronted for the past few years in a way never before attempted. Much healing has been coming into my life. I believe that I am approaching a time when once and for all this demon will be exercised from my house (my life). The firing of the gun simply represents the ineffective attempts by Pastor Dave to exorcise the demon. The exorcism will only be effective when the real me casts it out. John 3:16 is a scripture of promise. God will save me! My head hurt when I awoke and Tina reminded me that we wear the helmet of salvation. Waging war in the areas of deliverance and salvation will take place in the mind hence the need for a helmet. I have been saved...I am being saved...I will be saved!