Hello, my friends! It's been a minute, huh? I did submit an account of mine but never saw it posted. I'm not too sore about it & no I'm not going to post it again. Perhaps there was a reason. Those of you who know me know I'm a pretty tough cookie as far as the experiences I've had. Well something happened to me the other evening that chilled me to the core & left me breathless, literally could not speak.
We got a new flat in Downtown Denver. IT'S not new but new to us. We were one evening watching this Alien documentary. Now as you know I'm an Ordained Minister, Pastor's kid & pretty plumb straight about where I get to go once I am with the Father & this flesh of mine has fallen off my bones deep in the earth/ BLAH! That took longer to type than I thought & NO I'm not Holy Rollin on you, back to that frigging night that scared me so bad I wet my self. Lolz. True story. So I was cleaning up the kitchen & stuff talking smack about the show & how we come from Aliens & when I believe that anything that is not from God & with Him in the Kingdom then they are fallen. You don't need to agree with me just don't hate. I don't...
So I'm talking all my Alpha Woman Warrior crap & leave the kitchen to walk down the hall to the end where the restroom is. As I'm walking down the hall bent over picking up toys and everyone else's things (you know moms, what I mean) well some sick smell of perfume you would smell in your grama's room in the old pretty bottle but smells like poo. I got a big whiff of that & heard my name not like usual it was so f-ing UHG!
Not even a second after I heard my name & started praying in tongues, two hands clench my neck & growl. All I could focus on was praying in my heart & all I could see through my watery eyes was the bathroom's light. That perfume smell turned into a rot smell! I couldn't breath & started panicking which I do anyway & take meds for. I kept callin' on the the Lord in my head & almost like it got all mad at me it kind of tossed me down.
Now while this is happening I can't speak but the closet doors in the hall way are like hanging & they make noise when you fall on them. This I now know. Lol. I apologize for the comic relief I'm throwing in here but this is the most frightening account I've had in a long time.
My partner heard me slam into the hall way closet doors & saw me flung down as he came to make sure I wasn't having a seizure. But I just laid there. He rolled me on my back as I gasped for breath & brought me to the bed. I still couldn't speak, I was just crying. He left only to get me water & a Klonipin. I get my throat to talking again, scared as all hell. I explained what happened & he just held me. I had to have him in the bathroom with me while I cleaned myself up. He was so scared because of the redness all around my neck. That was a week ago. Now I'm having strange dreams, well I always have, but these are different, if you know what I mean?
Yes, I am crazy I admit. Dealing with spiritual warfare causes you to be I think for some kind of relief. But this did happen. No, no stupid pics were took to prove it. I've not a thing to prove, only an inquiry.
Do you think a friggin Alien attacked me? I'm scared. I don't get scared, darnit! My bible has gone totally missing & my anointing oil. Funny, no? What do I do about Aliens? UHG! I hate to even type it!
I apologize for this post to be so long but, you know me;) Thanks for reading & Bless you & yours. Much Love.