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Fuel for the Weekend: Whisper His Name

February 25, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

The name of Jesus is the one lever that lifts the world.  ~Author Unknown

Early morning light bathed the bedroom.

My husband kissed me goodbye, and I rolled over on my left side.

I heard the door close and the lock turn.

I went back to sleep.

And woke with a start.

I was not alone.

Someone else was in the room.

I could not open my eyes.

I tried to turn over, but I could not move.

I felt a weight on my body and struggled to breathe.

And then I felt the mattress behind me sink.

Someone was getting into the bed.

I was terrified.

I did all I knew to do.

I strained to whisper His name.

“Jesus. Jesus, Jesus, Jesus.”

The mattress bounced back.

The heaviness lifted.

I opened my eyes, turned, and looked around.

The room was empty.

L.L.’s stepfather was furious when she and her sister and mother fled. He called and described “in graphic detail what he planned to do.”

The church people circled to pray in their apartment.

Really, they saw the situation in its fullness. This was not simply about a man gone crazy. It was about an unseen battle raging in the heavens. So they approached the problem with spiritual resistance, with prayer. ~Stone Crossings, p. 42

L.L. tells about a friend who once “actively consorted with demons.” They were “nice” to her until she fell in love. Then “they turned nasty and threatening.”

The only solution she found was to act on a suggestion in a witchcraft book. “If the spirits bother you too much,” it said, “focus on the light that is Jesus.” ~Stone Crossings, p. 44

I can’t explain what happened to me.

But the sense of a presence was very real.

And remains a reminder that we do not struggle against flesh and blood.

We are in a war against dark powers and spiritual forces of evil.

And we need to focus on the light that is Jesus.

And whisper His name.

Resist the devil, and he will flee from you. ~James 4:7b

Put on the full armor of God, so that you can take your stand against the devil’s scheme. ~Ephesians 6:11

Praying you will be bathed in His light this weekend and that His name will be ever on your lips.

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  1. nance marie says

    February 25, 2011 at 11:33 pm

    He whispers to me…so i guess it only makes sense to whisper back. 🙂

    • Sandra says

      February 27, 2011 at 1:25 pm

      🙂 And I need to be quiet enough to hear the whisper.

  2. Cecilia Marie Pulliam says

    February 26, 2011 at 11:15 am

    I can relate to your experience. I had one too, a little different, but still the same result. I prayed and the demon disappeared. Thank you for posting your experience. It is a com formation I did not imagine mine, although that is what Satan wants me to think…..

    • Sandra says

      February 27, 2011 at 1:25 pm

      Greater is He that is in us!

      There’s just something about that Name . . .

  3. Anne Lang Bundy says

    March 2, 2011 at 12:34 am

    Those encounters … can you imagine living in the countries where demons are more prolific? Can you imagine not knowing the precious and powerful name of Jesus?

    Stay strong in Him, dear Snady.

    • Sandra says

      March 3, 2011 at 11:39 pm

      This was so many years ago–and still so real. I’m so glad we live in the Light.

      • Anne Lang Bundy says

        March 4, 2011 at 5:55 pm

        I don’t think it matters how long has gone by after an encounter with a good or bad angel. The memory doesn’t fade.

        • Sandra says

          March 5, 2011 at 11:09 am

          I think you are so right about that!

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