The Book of Acts in my Living Room I genuinely believed nothing would happen,
But it did.
Comforted with an example,
A woman changed,
Set free,
With a prayer and a sigh only.
No screams,
Coughs,
Demonic laughter or throwing up.
Completely restored.
Manifestation is not needed to cut the cord,
To be released.
But it did.
Three days of preparation,
A communion fast and a book.
That's all it took.
It makes me wonder how many of those who believe have actually tried,
Before making up their mind that it's not for us,
Nor this era,
To follow through with what he's commissioned us to do.
If it's true that Jesus is the same,
Yesterday,
Today and forever,
Then his words,
As my father hath sent me,
Even so send I you,
Are for me too.
It happened exactly to a tee.
In the book,
After repeating my words,
She coughed,
Renouncing and letting go of things practiced not that long ago.
Encouraged by the response I confronted the first on the list,
I'll never forget my heart pounding in my chest,
As he,
The spirit of Abaddon,
Tried to intimidate me.
Pure evil looking through her eyes,
Impossible to enact,
Creating mudras with her hands.
My living room suddenly,
A scene from the book of Acts,
His word coming to life,
Belief turned to fact.
A bit frightened,
I quickly called her back.
Immediately it was so.
Knowing I was in control,
I felt confident to continue commanding him to go.
Another day,
Taking turns as we prayed,
Thanking Yeshua,
Abba Father,
Holy Spirit,
For coming to our aid.
It's his authority that sets us free.
I'm grateful to get to be a witness of his power.
Yeshua is alive.
God is not some fairy tale but reality.
Belief systems can block the fact that he's here,
Appearing him to be hid,
Yet with only a mustard seed of faith he visited.
I genuinely believed nothing would happen,
But it did.
