Proof that God is real for all of us will vary, but what will be general is the fact that we will all challenge the reality of God at least one time in the cause of our lives.
I had tough times some years ago and I came out that night looked to the sky and said all sorts of negative things to God.
You are not up there I yelled, I dare you to strike me down right now if you are.. I was quite suicidal at the time, but based on The off chance that He actually does exist, I didn't wanna commit suicide, or take my own life, at least I learnt that whoever did this never goes to paradise.
Wonder how I still managed to believe in paradise if I didn't believe in the owner though..
Some hell of a hypocrite I was yeah?
I got past that season, I don't know how, I can't recall the Revelations that adjusted my faith and put me back on track, but I guess never missing church even at such a time was one of them. I probably drew strength from the fellowship.
Years later, I got addicted to pornography. Sure I've told you guys about my twenties before so no need for the details, but this porn thing opened a spiritual portal in me through which I had my first ever physical and realistic spirit wife visitation.
She came for sex during a short afternoon nap, and from the moment the spirit walked in the room I woke up, but went totally numb and paralysed.
I tried to call for my brother, I didn't live alone yet as of then and my brother was home. I knew I needed to get up. My eyes were open, I could see the room and the environment, we were in the afternoon for God's sake.
I just wanted to get up and get out, but I felt really paralysed and uneasy even though I didn't know what was going on yet.
I couldn't turn over due to my temporary paralysis, but I felt the bed sink lower when a second person joined me on it.
As of then I didn't believe In Spirit husband or spirit wife shit so I automatically assumed the person that came to lie next to me on the bed was my bro.
I gained slight volume for my voice and began to gasp words like "Help me up" In a consistent repeatitive pattern, and over a few seconds of more aaggressive effort, my hands could now move slightly so just in case I wasn't loud enough, I started tapping the person next to me on the bed and the skin was totally soft.. definitely not my brother.
My head wouldn't turn still to catch the face, after many taps and attempts I realized I was in something more spiritual than physical.
How did I get here, when did spirits start coming to my room for sex, how did this door open spiritually?
Maybe it was the last porn clip I saw few hours before that nap, or the girl that kept showing me her titties on video call lately.
One way or the other I had engaged in sexually immoral things that could have altered the seal of God over my spiritual virginity.
now all I needed was a way out. She said she had come to be made one with me. I responded that we were of different kingdoms and light and darkness can not Marry.
I told her based on the scripture I read that morning that I am a child of light and hence can't have this union with a daughter of darkness
I held her hands and prayed for her that she will find a partner in her realm and in her world but as for me, I am with God and God is light and in Him is no darkness at all.
1 John 1:5 KJV
This then is the message which we have heard of him, and declare unto you, that God is light, and in him is no darkness at all.
With this small scripture I gave she vanished and I regained ability to move well losing the temporary paralysis her presence inflicted.
I now know again that God is not only real but His name and His word stands above all principalities and power. His word being more potent as I have called the name severally during that encounter but didn't get freedom.
He truly honors His word more than His name
Just one scripture and she left. A spiritual condition that others deal with almost half their lives, God just came through for me as fast as that.
He really does exist!
If scriptures were lies they wouldn't be this potent.
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