I freaked out last night had wet my pants and had been crying from a terrible nightmare that I had. I u see had confronted something in my home yesterday that was in my attic stomping around and it must have not liked it and well I got a nightmare. I should have gone before God and asked Arch Angel Micheal and didn't ... I should have asked him to fight the battle but was foolish and fought in my own flesh with anger in my heart and pride and told it I wasn't scared abut it attacked when I was the weakest when we all are in our sleep.
That is when they come in our sleep. When I went back to bed I prayed "for good dreams and no bad dreams" like I used to do when my son was little. It was the cure and trick. I changed my clothes and went back to sleep. What a creepy dream and don't think I am going to talk about it because I am not going to give the enemy the glory or the fame.
