Profitable Wrestling Matches

First of all in the natural I’ve never that I can remember watched a wrestling match and with the danger of stomping on someone’s enjoyment I don’t particularly see what the dressed up snarling guys touted on TV have much to do with real wrestling but then that’s my opinion. I have come up with a smattering of knowledge due to movies I’ve watched that had scenes of real wrestling matches so it seems to me it’s the grappling to get the right hold and to then put someone on the mat in an immobile position. I don’t know the point system that it takes to win but there has to be one so you know when you’ve actually won this grappling and penning process. Why am I talking about wrestling matches? Maybe because it seems as if we’ve just won one or at least just had a major ‘penning’ of the opponent. According to Eph, 6 we know who we wrestle against but many seem to take this in a generic sense only instead of seeing it as an up close and personal match. To me a sword fight would seem preferable in that there is a least a bit of distance in between the combatants but nope we are wrestling hence close contact. A couple of night ago I got up to visit the restroom and glancing in the living room saw what I at least call a strongman (big black as a void entity) and thought, ‘yeah you would show up, no surprises.’ I rebuked it in Yeshua’s name asking Abba to bind this thing and get it out since it’s apparently been bugging me in the night for awhile and must have gotten desperate enough to become visible. I usually don’t say much about these wrestling matches since most people don’t want to hear about it maybe because they don’t want to consider having to wrestle themselves but when I mentioned it to Dave the next day he told me he had been having sense that something was just behind him feeling it tangibly and getting glimpses of it. I replied, ‘well that would explain your freaky dreams of the last few nights.’ I’ve been rebuking my freaky dreams and had not been having them not thinking about Dave’s and not realizing that this was a conjoined attack. So last night together we bound up the opponent, his plots and plans and the results were glorious. I don’t know what time it was but I had been sleeping deeply (a miracle for me) and peacefully when I woke and opened my eyes, whoa the glory cloud was encompassing us, I’ve never seen it this thick so I put my hand right in front of my face and nope, couldn’t see my hand, now that’s thick. I felt such peace and sweet joy. I say sweet joy cause it was not the exhilarating kind that hypes me but a gentle woo-hoo of grace. I closed my eyes and when I opened them again for a brief moment the visible cloud was gone. Instead of fearing I should have done’ something, worshipped or gotten up to keep it visible I knew that not seeing it was also a sign that I was not imagining it because of the lighting of the night nor did I have to see it to know that His presence was still there. It was a visible assurance that what I had seen the night before was in no way present hence no need to wrestle that ‘thing’. So I took advantage to pray over the world without the personal pressure of covering self from an up close and personal attack at that moment. It was like Abba was saying, ‘go ahead baby, talk to Me about your hearts concerns over the world, no need to look over your shoulder for a sneak attack while you aren’t focused on your immediate territory. I’ve got you covered.’
Today a natural irritant possibility showed up on my doorstep, but I was able to shrug and say, ‘not going to mess with my day, I’m not even giving you the ability to cause me to wrestle for a min.’ Why? Because my focus is on Abba, looking the direction He’s directing so the flies that buzz around aren’t even worth swatting cause I know the wind of Ruach (the Spirit) can and will blow them away. I’m learning to subdue my thoughts, wrestle the enemy and rest in Abba’s presence and it’s a good way to live.

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