I had a dream the other night that I was being attacked by a demon. In the past I was fearful and the struggle was intense. This time from a place of total courage, I sent it love. It disappeared immediately.
Have you heard the story of when the Wind and the Sun argued about who could get the coat off of a man walking by? The wind blew and blew and blew and the man tightened his grip on the coat. The sun shown bright and warmed the man so the man willingly took his coat off. We are all flawed human beings. Raging at each other is not the way.
Theres no such thing as "too preachy" when you're confronting demons in His name.
Demons get stronger when in the presence of fear and hate. They feed off of it. But they weaken when in the face of love. They cannot stand it.
I had a dream the other night that I was being attacked by a demon. In the past I was fearful and the struggle was intense. This time from a place of total courage, I sent it love. It disappeared immediately.
Without hatred/contempt for the things that harm the people we love, love is just a useless word flung around by hippies and such.
Have you heard the story of when the Wind and the Sun argued about who could get the coat off of a man walking by? The wind blew and blew and blew and the man tightened his grip on the coat. The sun shown bright and warmed the man so the man willingly took his coat off. We are all flawed human beings. Raging at each other is not the way.