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A Time to Decide

During my first year as a Christian, I had an opportunity to attend the Water of life Christian Training School. That is where God continued to lay a foundation in my heart through his apostle, Doyle Davidson. While attending class one evening, we were learning that we wrestle not with flesh and blood, but with spirits and principalities. That means “Devils”. Our baby daughter, Kristen, had quite a few evenings of torment and I had not come to the realization that it was a devil causing the problem.

While in class, God very clearly showed me what would happen when I went home that evening. I saw myself sitting in our rocking chair. Kristen would then start to cry. God told me that I would then have to decide if I believed in devils. He told me that I would have to decide if I was going to believe Him. If I did, I was to cast out that devil.

I kept this to myself. When we got home that night, I sat down in the rocker and Kathie put Kristen in bed. Within a few minutes, Kristen started to cry. I realized at that point that everything was happening, just as God had shown me. I then took the chair and went into Kristen’s room. I closed the door and decided that I was going to believe God.

The room was very dark and Kristen was in her crib crying loudly. I started to pray and immediately the devil told me that I didn’t have the faith to cast him out. I bound the devil and commanded him to go. This went on for about 10 minutes. Kristen continued to cry as I prayed. If a father truly loves his child, he’ll not stop.

I remember at one point, the devil telling me that I did not have the power to cast him out. I told him that he might be right, but I knew someone who did. His name is Jesus. When I said that, something changed. For the first time I felt like I was not on the bottom. I continued to speak the name of Jesus. Nothing else. Slowly and with strength. As I did, I could tell that the devil was on his way out.

Something really wild happened then. As I spoke the name of Jesus, I saw Kristen’s appearance change. All I saw was a dark shape, with eyes and a mouth. Then all of a sudden, the shape flew up and out of the room. The devil had left. Kristen was sleeping soundly. After that, she didn’t have any more nights of torment. God had delivered her. He had also done something big with me too.

When Jesus was raised from the dead, He put off every principality. He made an open show of them. When we believe the gospel, we don’t have to be sick or tormented. We wrestle with devils, not infections or diseases. Trust in the gospel. Adhere to it. God will lead you to overcome.