God and the devil

There are two things I know for sure in this world: God exists and so does the devil.  How am I so sure of this you ask?  Well, I have had experiences with some very powerful angels and some experiences with some not very nice demons.  Both changed me.  And I’d take the demonic a million times over because that’s how I got to experience the presence of a very powerful angel.  I’ve actually had three angel encounters, but two of them left me with a feeling I can’t even describe and it stayed with me for days.  The only thing I can tell you is that there is nothing, no drug, no nothing on this planet that can compete with that feeling and I have to think if Heaven is even a smidgeon of what I felt well then, Heaven must be HEAVEN.  Like I said there are no words to describe, that feeling.  None.

I feel privileged, lucky, and sometimes fated to have felt these powerful beings and to have been the witness to a miracle in one of those instances.  I got to see prayer work in real time and I was the only one, in a large room full of people, who knew that an actual angel came as a response to a prayer.  I say fated because I am one of those wandering souls.  I am always wandering.  I am intellectual, spiritual, creative, and curious and my heart always wanders, but as a result of my experiences I always take one person with me: Jesus.  I have no doubt in His power.  These experiences have provided an anchor in my life.  No matter how far I wander I will always have Him with me.  I can’t not, actually.  I still have experiences of the negative kind and I have to call on His name often and He always answers with an Angel. Every single time.

I guess I needed this grounding, this protection, this boundary for I have quite a wild and wandering heart even if my life reflects the opposite.  I have always said I am quite the conundrum.  I live my life conservatively, but I am quite liberal in thought and creed. I honestly don’t know what would have happened to me without these experiences, without this knowledge and experience of Jesus really being the name above all names, the power above all powers.  Yes, I could have done without the negative, the demonic, the oppression and depression and aggression and addiction, but I wouldn’t have the Angel and trust me that one Angel made all of the difference.  That one Angel encounter, the first one, made everything I have ever been through worth it.  They say you are changed through grace, but not in the way you might think.  I am currently walking down my own yellow brick road and jotting some things down as I walk my own temple path.  If you’d like to follow along, keep coming back.