Written Confession: Years of Frightening Sleep Episodes Cease Immediately
The following written confession was submitted via email:
This story starts two weeks before Easter this year. My co-host and I were preparing to make a guest appearance on our friend Trebble's show - Paranoi Radio, and we wanted to have a specific topic to talk about. For whatever reason, liminal spaces kept jumping into the forefront of my mind. So being the lazy bum that I am, I typed liminal spaces into the spotify search bar and The Confessionals episode with Joel and Vicki was the first thing to pop up. This episode changed my life. Listening to Mrs. Vicki talk about spiritual attacks while sleeping was an absolutely foreign idea to me. I come from the Church of Christ (no instruments, no clapping, no spiritual warfare) where the extent of spiritual warfare is abstaining from school dances because you'll be tempted. For years sleep hasn't been my friend. I'd wake up gasping for breath, arms locked - crossed over my chest and covered in an absurd amount of sweat. I always attributed it to stress or something of that nature, but when I heard Vicki talk, it stopped me dead in my tracks. For the first time in my life I was acutely aware that I was actually a victim of spiritual attacks. I fully believe my consciousness was being tortured in my sleep. I realized that due to many of my life choices I had allowed entities to attach themselves to me and I was paying the price. All of this realization happened at work on a Wednesday. That night, for the first time in years, i prayed. I prayed hard. But this time I did something that i had not done in 34 years of life. I took Vicki's advice and prayed specifically for protection in my sleep. I prayed for God to send His light and His angels down to my house, to fill my house with His love to the point that all forces of the enemy would be forced to retreat. I prayed for the strength to withstand the attacks, and to be forgiven for any covenants or oaths i had entered into without my knowledge. Thursday morning when my eyes opened, I was actually rested. Refreshed. I didn't hurt, I wasn't covered in sweat, and I actually felt great. It was such an amazing feeling that I knew without a doubt that my prayer worked. But I also acknowledged that something happening once doesn't necessarily mean anything, so I tried it again the next day. Same results. At this point I completely gave in to God's love. I made the choice to stop cussing, to work on being addicted to cigarettes, I stopped drinking, and I chose to live how God would want me to, or to at least try to. So that Friday night Kyle and I make our appearance on ParanoiRadio and I told them the story that I'm telling you right now. It felt so good to tell somebody what happened to me, but something happened that I never could've predicted. A fellow watching our live stream reached out to me and told me that him and his daughter had been experiencing something similar to what had been happening to me. They both started praying for protection and Glory be to God, they have been delivered from the attacks as well! I was lucky enough to get Mrs. Vicki on the show and during our live stream, another one of my friends reached out to me saying he thinks he's going through the same thing and that he was going to try praying for protection. Well guess what. IT WORKED!!! God used Tony, Vicki, and Joel to save my life so that He could use me to save those 3 other people. The synchronicities around this whole experience are what give me no doubt that God orchestrated this whole ordeal. The fact that I was even searching liminal spaces was because I heard two people mention it once and only once in the middle of a much larger conversation. The fact that the Confessionals were the first thing to pop up in my searches. The fact that Vicki hated the episode and didn't want it released, thinking there was nothing of importance in it. The fact that Tony preached his first sermon on September 29th - my birthday. None of this was happenstance. I've heard it said that God often uses nobody to become somebody, in front of everybody, without consulting anybody. I think that applies here with me. So Tony, thank you sir. This was never about being on a show with you, this was always about letting you know that you were used to literally save my life.
