Spiritual Warfare

I see ragged flags unfurl on the hill top, ripped in pieces, I smell death and rotten flesh......hundreds, maybe thousands of evil spirits stand ready to attack

Snarling.....growling....sqreeches fill the air.......with pure evil in their eyes they stare at me. Fear wanted to take hold of me....the darkness is overwhelming

I felt a hand on my shoulders, whispering..... We got you son......it was an army of Angels behind me preparing for Spiritual warfare. Their brightness lit up the dark atmosphere......I felt at piece

Spiritual Warfare

I rest in Christ and let God fight for me