Crazy Dream
This morning I found myself dreaming that I was with someone—not sure who, who was in an abusive relationship. The woman was faceless, but I was determined to help her. The guy had been beating on her and we were in this house and the guy was huge—hulk like huge, expect he wasn’t green. We were throwing stuff and beating him up because he had been beating on her and I was telling her that she needed to fight him back. Then we picked up these long silver poles and started whacking him with it. At first it seemed to not faze him at all, but then we started to see blood seep through his skin and little by little more blood was seeping through and he began to get angry and get up. We began to back up as he began to come towards us. My heart was racing and as he was coming towards us I yelled for her to run, let’s get out of here and he was fast behind us and then I yelled, “call the police,” and I woke up.
My interpretation:
For a long time the devil has been abusing me, in my mind and I've been fighting and fighting. The faceless woman was my spirit (or maybe the other way around). Well for a long time I've been fighting and finally as I'm getting older and wiser, I'm realizing that I can use a different weapon to fight, so the weapons that I have been using have been impacting the devil and what seems like it hasn't been fazing him is now making an impact because I've used something stronger. However, the devil is not going to take anything sitting down. He began to come after me stronger and instead of me fighting within myself, I yelled to call the police. The police is a higher authority. The police has the power to stop him. In the spirit the Holy Spirit is the authority to stop the enemy. The Bible says, "now unto Him who is able to keep me..." Jesus is able to keep me from succombing to the abuse that I've taken for years from the devil. So, now I use my spiritual weapon--the Holy Spirity (the police) who has the power to overcome the enemy...
My interpretation:
For a long time the devil has been abusing me, in my mind and I've been fighting and fighting. The faceless woman was my spirit (or maybe the other way around). Well for a long time I've been fighting and finally as I'm getting older and wiser, I'm realizing that I can use a different weapon to fight, so the weapons that I have been using have been impacting the devil and what seems like it hasn't been fazing him is now making an impact because I've used something stronger. However, the devil is not going to take anything sitting down. He began to come after me stronger and instead of me fighting within myself, I yelled to call the police. The police is a higher authority. The police has the power to stop him. In the spirit the Holy Spirit is the authority to stop the enemy. The Bible says, "now unto Him who is able to keep me..." Jesus is able to keep me from succombing to the abuse that I've taken for years from the devil. So, now I use my spiritual weapon--the Holy Spirity (the police) who has the power to overcome the enemy...
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