Posts Tagged "spiritual warfare"

Breaking The Strongholds

Please note: This prayer is meant to be offered slowly, personally, and contemplatively, pausing frequently to listen to that “still, small voice” of God. The structure is important: The first three sections are a preparation and entry into God’s Presence, the Holy of Holies. Please pause as long as you need to feel that Presence.   The fourth section is important preparation to pray against the armies of darkness....

Hedge Prayer For Protection Of Self

Holy Father, And the Lord said to Satan, Have you considered my servant Job, that there is none like him on the Earth, a blameless and upright man, who fears God and turns away from evil?  Then Satan answered the Lord, Does Job fear God for nought? Hast thou not put a hedge about him and his house and all that he has, on every side? Thou hast blessed the work of his hands, and his possessions have increased in the land.  (Job 1:8-10)...

On Retreat

Walk Away It’s a battle term—retreat. It is the opposite of attack. To remove oneself from the fray. To hide amongst the trees, out of the sunlight, off the plain of conflict. It means to drop your weapon; to run, empty-handed away. It means to stop fighting; to stop thinking about fighting, even. Retreat. We want to think of it as a time of rest, of serenity, of knitting our frayed souls back together. But it’s really...

Prayer For Freedom From A Spirit Of Trauma

Since prayer for inner healing may be enough to free a person from spirits of trauma, you will want to get to the inner healing prayer as soon as possible.  The spirits will try to block the prayer if they can.  So you may want to formulate the prayer in the following steps. 1. Protection First, pray for protection. In the name of Jesus Christ and by the power of his cross and his blood, we bind up the power of any evil spirits and...

A Turtle Came To Visit Me Today

Spiritual Warfare On The Move, Very Slowly I don’t know why, but I looked out onto the stoop of the back door.  And there he was.   I wondered what magic had brought him there.   He wasn’t there on his own, so to speak.  Next to him was an empty peanut shell, broken in half.   When I first spotted him, the turtle was vigorously wrestling with one piece of the shell.  Perhaps he was trying to eat it.  If so, he didn’t...