After my parents split up my mom (and us) attended an independent non-denominational evangelical charismatic church. There was a lot of raising hands in worship, laying on of hands during prayer, dancing, healing services, speaking in tongues, being slain in the spirit, prophesying, Friday night prayer meetings, preaching for two hours, all that kind of stuff. None of which I have an issue with and also I was raised Catholic up to that point (and with Dad thereafter), so I'm comfortable in pretty much any church, which is nice. Both ends of the spectrum.
One of the other things they always seemed to talk a lot about was spiritual warfare. I was never really sure where I stood on that subject. Mom would say that in the spirit realm they (angels and demons) would be fighting for your soul. And sometimes the warfare that was going on spiritually would be manifested in your physical realm. That was a little bit harder for me to understand or believe, I'm not sure which or why. There was a period in my life (before and during the time we went to that church) where I did see spirits, both angels and demons, which I don't offer up very often because then people really think I'm a quack.
Then we started 2012. I have felt more attacked in these last six weeks than I have in years. I'm not sure what to make of it. Not severe attacks, just the kind that are persistant and over time could break a person. And then one day I thought, "It's like Satan is throwing all of these trials at us to see if he can break us." Which lead me to the thoughts of the whole spiritual warfare entering the physical realm.
Now Tim was raised Quaker, which is mostly like every other religion and church service I've been to but with all of the "weird" stuff left out, they are just very quiet and reserved and are pacifists. Tim will often look at me like I have three heads if I bring up experiences or ideas from when I went to that non-denominational church. So I tread lightly there. However, after the sequence of events these last six weeks I had to bring up the spiritual warfare bit to see what he thought. He actually didn't shoot me down or look at me strange. He feels it too. He feels the forces we can't see trying to wear us down and pull us apart. Why the attacks? Why all at once? Physical manifestation of spiritual warfare might be an explanation.
If it is, it gives me more determination to fight back, I mean if we are worth Satan's time to try to break down then we are doing something right. If we are something he is fearful of it only means that the Jesus within us is growing and for that he has reason to fear.
Any thoughts out there from the peanut gallery? Any similar experiences? Comments from all places in the spectrum are welcome.