Last night I had a nightmare. It was filled with the evil spirits. As it was getting scarier, something woke me up. My heart was pounding faster and harder than when I was climbing (on a bike) to a high elevation. I felt like almost choking. I sweat. My body temperature was high. My body was "locked." I couldn't move. I couldn't open my eyes. I couldn't open my mouth to ask Marcel to help me.
The only thing I could do was to pray, "Oh Lord God, please help me. What is bothering me? What is hurting me? I can't control my heart beat. Lord, oh Lord, please help me. Help, Lord. Help, Lord." I kept asking Him to help me for probably a good 5 minutes before I finally was able to open my eyes and move my body.
At that time, I turned and checked Marcel's temperature. He caught fever right before bed. Praise the Lord his fever was already down by then. In less than 2 seconds after I touched him, Marcel suddenly sat straight on the bed. I freaked out. He said, "Awwww, my tummy hurts so bad!!" I thought to myself, "OH NO, the evil spirits went out from my dream and entered Marcel!!!"
Unfortunately, my body was so weak after the uncontrollable heart beat. So I couldn't assist Marcel. He went to the medicine cabinet, applied balm and took one TUMS. While he's doing so, I checked the clock and found the time was 3:16AM. All of the sudden, I was reminded by God's promise to me on John 3:16, "For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life."
I thanked the Lord right away for this sign of assurance and comfort that He's there with me. The nightmare could have gone longer. My breathing could have been worse. I could have been more traumatized. Now I know why the little children would wail when they're having a nightmare.
Marcel then came in. I told him about the nightmare and asked him to pray for me. He did. And he asked me to pray for his tummy-ache too. We joined hearts asking the Lord to cast away the evil spirits from hurting us. We refused to have them in our house. They're not invited. We wanted them to leave.
When morning greeted us, God healed Marcel's tummy and fever altogether. We also had 2 extra hours of sleep after the incident. Not enough sleep still. But you know what? God blessed us with the energy as if we had had enough sleep and enabled us to serve in the ministries this morning. PRAISE THE LORD!!!! What a GOD I have!
I thought our experience last night is just fitting to today's sermon by Pastor Eddy Cheng ... THE LORD REMEMBERS. That's right! The Lord does. The God of the universe who names the stars and calls me by name does remember me, Marcel, and each one of you. Who are we that He is mindful of us (Psalm 8:4). We're nobody. Yet, He remembers us still and makes Himself known to us: in my nightmare, in Marcel's fever and tummy-ache.
I don't know what you are going through at this moment, day, week, month, year or years. Remember that the Lord remembers. AMEN?
I hope this brings a blessing to you. And if there's anything I can pray for you, please email or call me or post a comment down below. Let's join hearts together in prayer!!!
God bless your week, Friends!
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