Earlier this week while prayer walking through my home a startling thing happened as I stood at my kitchen door adjacent to the dining room praying the Word; it was about 2:30 a.m. There stood a horrible looking big man immediately every hair on my body stood up but the Word spoke from 2 Timothy 1:7 “For God hath not given to us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.” Fear withdrew itself but the strongman remained standing near the chair in the front room. This scene reminded me of a dream of many years ago. I was sitting on the floor of my bedroom and as I looked to the southern side of my room, I could see from a distance a strongman whose skin texture was that of the color of sea grapes and he had a thick pure gold chain around his neck. He made his entrance through the southern side of my bedroom in the exact place where I sat. He then walked over to me, knelt down and whispered passionately into my ear. He carried an evil presence
To Inspire Hope And Healing By Margaret C Mullings