From Night Terrors to Grace

I was 25 years old and I was battling a demonic monster that would not yield.

Everyday from the time I woke up to the time I went to bed that night. The monster would attack and harass me endlessly.

The monster attacked me with the voice of millions of repeat offenders all searching for low blows to break my psychology.

The monster would say things like “you can’t sleep” when I was in bed. The monster would tell me to kill myself, thousands of times a day then giggle about it behind my back.

The worst part was it said it was never going to stop till the day I died.

I had to force the monster out and evict it from my mind. Which is exactly what I was able to do once I started going to church and getting around the presence of God.

God’s presence gave me the strength to stand up to the monster and shoo it away out of my mind.

All glory to God.