When God shows up... It is a VERY humbling moment

Some of what I'm about to write will no doubt sound a bit... out there, to some! Some will think me to be delusional, some may believe me to be a liar, or maybe one who stretches the truth, while others may believe I need to have my head examined, but such is the case when dealing with supernatural issues and occurrences. I will tell you though, in all honesty, I have been called to warfare! Spiritual warfare to be precise! There, I'm sure a number of people even at that one sentence have, in there minds, (or maybe even out loud) just said, " Un-huh...Riiight!"

Be that as it may, it is the truth and it is, at this point in my life, undeniable! I was (kinda) raised Christian. To be honest, I should say that I was made to go to church several times a year, (though my parents didn't go with me). My grandmother was the first one in my life to say to me, "Roger, the Lord has a special call on your life!" At that I was the one saying, "Un-huh... riiight!" But then I heard it again from another older person, and again, and again.... When I was about 6 years old, I saw Jesus! (OK, where's the straight jacket?)... I did! I did see Jesus, in the flesh, or so I thought.

It happened like this: My older brother Marvin, running through our house accidentally ran into a metal bolt in the bathroom door, (the handle had come off and just the place where the door knob screws on was sticking out. At any rate, he cut his head... REALLY BAD! Blood everywhere. My Grandparents happened to be there at the time and they, along with my Mom and Dad were all in the bathroom trying to get the bleeding to stop. My Grandpa, (My Dad's dad) laid his hand on Marvin's head and began to pray.

At that point, as I stood in the doorway, trying to see Marvin, a bearded, dark haired man, wearing a robe and sandals walked in our front door, smiled at me, walked straight through the crowd of people in our bathroom and touched my brother with His thumb, right on the cut. He spoke a few words that I didn't understand and the bleeding stopped! Two things were very strange about that whole scene. 1.) Nobody seemed to find it odd that this man, (wearing what I thought was a dress) just walked in, prayed for my brother and then smiled at me, again, and left? Without anyone even saying "thank you" or, "who the heck are you" and 2.) Grandpa never shut up the whole time this man was praying?

I don't really remember if everybody thanked God or got excited or exactly what happened after that but I do remember VIVIDLY the oddity of the whole ordeal and I DO remember that the bleeding stopped... instantly! (My Grandfather was a very Godly man and had stopped bleeding before in my cousins). He used to quote an old testament scripture. At the time I didn't know it was scripture but Marvin, years later told me what he said and today I know that it's out of the book of Ezekiel. (Ezekiel 16:6), "And when I passed by thee, and saw thee polluted in thine own blood, I said unto thee when thou wast in thy blood, Live; yea, I said unto thee when thou wast in thy blood, Live.

I also remember very clearly how baffled and irritated I was when trying to make sense of the whole ordeal and nobody seemed to hear me? I said, "Mom, who was that man that prayed for Marvin in the bathroom?" and she said, probably a bit bewildered at the question, "that was your grampa". I said, " No, not grampa, I mean the other man, the one wearing the dress?" I don't remember the exact dialog but I do remember that I asked everybody present at least once. I also remember how frustrated I was that nobody was willing to tell me who that was!!! I mean, surely they had to see him! Let me stop right here and tell you, I am very much Christian, ask anyone who knows me, and while I have told my share of untruths in my time, I swear, as God is my witness, I'm NOT making this up! I saw either an Angel of the Lord or I saw the Lord Himself!

That encounter was the beginning of many supernatural encounters to come in the course of my life, both good and evil but the one I want to relay right now, the most humbling, amazing, powerful experience I've ever had took place about 10 or 12 years ago, not long into my Christian walk. I had known God my whole life, I had even driven demons out of my sisters bedroom, BEFORE I was really saved but this experience solidified one of the calls on my life.... Spiritual warfare!

A friend of a friend was trying to get off of the drug crank, (I frequently found myself called to pray against that spirit), This time, I get a phone call from Dennis, a friend of mine, and he say's "Rog, can you come pray for Rob, he's about to go get dope, he's loosing it man!" He had an appointment at a Christian rehab called "The Ranch" in California but one of the requirements of the Ranch was that a person had to be sober for 3 full days before they would take you. He was 1 day away from his plane trip to California and about ready to blow it!

I arrived at the house, praying as I walked to the door, the hair on the back of my neck stood up. I have since come to know what that means... I was about to come face to face with the adversary! I stopped at the door and prayed, " Lord, send the Hornet before me, God let your Spirit lead me and guide me, use me Lord according to your purposes... thank You Father!" I opened the door and there sat Rob, red faced and sweaty, in a big easy chair , my friend Dennis stood next to him, as did Rob's girl friend and her mother. The only believers, the only Christians in the room was me and Dennis.

Even as I write this my hands are a bit shaky, I said, " Rob, are you ready to be delivered?", He stood up, turned as white as a sheet and mumbled , "Yes...", I mean he literally turned white. I said, "give me your hands!" He gave me his hands and I started praying..." Lord, in Jesus name, I thank you for my brother Rob. I thank you that this is the day that the stronghold called Crank will be smashed in his life...", then, as sometimes is the case, I closed my eyes and started praying against the spirit IN HIM! Speaking to the spirit IN him," In the MIGHTY NAME OF JESUS YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO BE IN THIS MANS LIFE, HE HAS RENOUNCED YOU, HE DOESN'T WANT YOU ANYMORE AND BY THE NAME ABOVE EVERY NAME YESHUA, JESUS THE CHRIST, I COMMAND YOU OUT OF HIM!!!" I went on like this for a while proclaiming and demanding and speaking in the authority of the Holy Spirit of God, until I felt his hands go limp.

I opened my eyes to find Rob, still holding my hands, but on his knees with snot and tears just streaming down his face. That wasn't the amazing thing though, the amazing thing was the fact that his girl friend was flat on her face, her mother was against a far wall slumped down on her backside, kind of folded forward like a rag doll with her face between her knees as if trying to kiss the floor and Dennis was flat laid out! I was the only one standing! They were all still awake but somehow, as if a bomb had gone off, everybody but me was ON THE FLOOR!

I'm not really sure what I said before I left, but i do remember that they were all staring at me as if I, by my own power had done that, as if I was an Angel or something? It was the most POWERFUL moment I had ever experienced. I got in my car, drove a couple of blocks, pulled over, still trembling and cried! Bawled like a baby! Wow, it was sooo immensely humbling to know that the God of the Universe had just operated THROUGH me. No denying it! There are no words to adequately convey the emotions and thoughts going through my mind just then.

Since that day, I have come up against the enemy, in the power and authority of God, many times, it's part of who I am. As a result, I must remain close to the Lord because whats-his-name hates my guts! he always has, the devil hates everybody but I have a feeling that if he had the go ahead, he'd take me out. In fact, I'm certain that he has tried many times... those are all subjects of "another story".

As far as this one goes, Rob made it to rehab, I learned a LOT more about who we are in Jesus and Robs girlfriends mother still lives here... she still looks at me and treats me ...kinda weird!