USE YOUR ANGELS (Battle Series)

Not too long ago, I was talking with a small group of young people about spiritual warfare, and I told them this never-before-shared experience.

(Digressing a bit: Somewhere in the middle of one of our discussions, I asked them if they had heard of ‘Rhema.’

“Yes.” They all nodded. “He is a musician.”

I had to pick up my jaw from the floor. I didn’t even know there is a musician called Rema.)

Anyway…
Sometimes, I’m wary of sharing certain spiritual experiences because I know
(1) Experiences are personal – and shouldn’t be used as a guideline for general Christian living, and
(2) Not everyone has the spiritual capacity to understand them.

But when I share, I do so because
(1)I feel led to – which means someone really, really needs to hear it.
(2) I believe it is too important to be kept to myself.

Sometime ago, I found myself in a period of spiritual warfare. That wasn’t new, but this particular season was very intense – and very prolonged.

Psalms 144:1 says ‘…God teaches my hands to war and my fingers to fight.’ For me, this means:
(1)Not every battle is the same. The Holy Spirit shows you exactly how to fight every battle.
(2) He gives you the exact weapons you need for those battles – and this also includes strategies.

There are times I am led to constantly use the name of Jesus over a situation – while praying in tongues – until it gives way in the Spirit.
There are times it’s the Blood of Jesus or, sometimes, the Blood of the Lamb specifically.
Other times, it’s a revelation from the Word (Yes, a Rhema)…or a host of other weapons.
Even though I use a combination most times, I usually sense a leading to focus more on a particular one.

However, this particular season was taking a lot from me. I knew I was generating a lot of power, but, somehow, I still wasn’t hitting it. Praying in the Spirit didn’t seem to be working the way it should. No matter how much I prayed, fasted, decreed, declared the Word, pled the Blood, it was just too much.

There were times I would be so drained and so weak – but I could hardly stop because I knew I was right in the thick of intense warfare.

At those times, I would ask God for mercy and tell Him to cover me, and – in the middle of the battle – I would just crawl under His feathers, into His womb (I really can’t explain this better) and literally just curl up and sleep off, exhausted.

When I got up, I would feel refreshed – but it would be short-lived.

Previously, when I experienced warfare, it was usually from one ‘direction’ – or over a situation.

But this was different.

I felt surrounded on all sides and it seemed the attacks were from multiple sources. I didn’t know where to channel my spiritual concentration. It was as if I would fight one, and as soon as I was done with that, another would come. I would fight that, then another would come…Nonstop.

I used all the weapons I knew. The Blood. The Name. The Word. Even The Fire…and all the others. It didn’t seem to end it. It was as if they only pushed the battle back a bit – then the darkness would advance again.

One morning, I sat exhausted on a chair in my bedroom, and I could feel myself being literally overpowered by darkness. It was like a thick, black army – and I didn’t even have the energy to lift my little finger.

I just said, “Father, have mercy. I don’t have capacity or the strength anymore. Help me.”

In the midst of the deep darkness, I heard just one word in my spirit-man.

“Angels.”

So, I lifted up my head and said, “Angels, in the name of Jesus…”

Before I finished the first word, “An…” I just felt something like an explosion of light. It was as if a host of angels shot out into the darkness – and, in one split second, the whole war was over.

Just like that.

…a war I had been fighting for weeks.

And at that moment, I got a blinding revelation:

Angels had been standing by – ready, pumped and primed for the battle. All the spiritual exercises I had been doing had been further strengthening them – but they had not been released to fight.

I know it’s common for many people, but I had never deliberately used – or released – angels in warfare before.
I had the head knowledge that we had warring angels, but that day, I got the Rhema 🙂

Another weapon had been added to my arsenal.

That was when I realised what God wanted me to learn:
Even though you do your own part in spiritual exercises and warfare, there are battles You fight directly, there are battles God fights Himself while you hold your peace – and there are battles meant for Angels.

(What comes to mind are Frank Peretti’s books: Piercing The Darkness and This Present Darkness).

Someone once said that many of our angels have dusty wings because they are unused. It is very true.

We are in a very critical period these last days – and you need all the artillery, knowledge and spiritual help you can get.

Learn to fully maximize all the weapons at your disposal – including your angels.