Well that started out interesting and amusing, and gave me horrified chills at the end. Reminded me of a time some man tried to "bless me" (unprompted) and this strange gibberish just fell off his tounge. Once I heard it I felt like my ears closed themselves off and a choking sensation crawled up my throat, as if my entire being was rebelling against his "speech". Even now I can't try to mimic what noises he was making, but I remember the feeling. Since then I don't go anywhere without having Holy Water on me.
Thank you for the kind words! [I never remember to check Substack notifications.]
And thank you for sharing your story--how wretched and warped. I have had similar encounters a few times, but never someone attempting to "bless" me. Just babel here and there, a lunging motion, etc. I know exactly what you mean about a choking sensation, as though one's very organs recoil at proximity to such curse.
The world we live in has far more afoot than what ordinarily meets the eye. However, for those with eyes to see, what meets the eye is unnerving enough.
Am grateful the Lord's angels (messengers) protected you, and the living Christ in you. In my publication, I have some posts about my past (decades ago) when I seriously explored the occult.
Abba has given us (DH and me) a perception that seems to be similar to yours. We have many moments when we perceive the fabric stretched too thin. Then, it's prayer time!
I am so very grateful as well. There but for the Grace of God go I, or anyone else; in such thin places, our paths are preserved only by Divine condescension.
Better, I think, to have the eyes to see, than to be so removed from our world--in all its nature and supernature--that we've not eyes to see. But you are quite right about prayer. While we ought not aim for blissful ignorance, we must be quite unabashed in our acceptance of our weakness.
Well that started out interesting and amusing, and gave me horrified chills at the end. Reminded me of a time some man tried to "bless me" (unprompted) and this strange gibberish just fell off his tounge. Once I heard it I felt like my ears closed themselves off and a choking sensation crawled up my throat, as if my entire being was rebelling against his "speech". Even now I can't try to mimic what noises he was making, but I remember the feeling. Since then I don't go anywhere without having Holy Water on me.
Thanks for the read!
Thank you for the kind words! [I never remember to check Substack notifications.]
And thank you for sharing your story--how wretched and warped. I have had similar encounters a few times, but never someone attempting to "bless" me. Just babel here and there, a lunging motion, etc. I know exactly what you mean about a choking sensation, as though one's very organs recoil at proximity to such curse.
The world we live in has far more afoot than what ordinarily meets the eye. However, for those with eyes to see, what meets the eye is unnerving enough.
The title for your post is "spot on", Paul.
Am grateful the Lord's angels (messengers) protected you, and the living Christ in you. In my publication, I have some posts about my past (decades ago) when I seriously explored the occult.
Abba has given us (DH and me) a perception that seems to be similar to yours. We have many moments when we perceive the fabric stretched too thin. Then, it's prayer time!
I am so very grateful as well. There but for the Grace of God go I, or anyone else; in such thin places, our paths are preserved only by Divine condescension.
Better, I think, to have the eyes to see, than to be so removed from our world--in all its nature and supernature--that we've not eyes to see. But you are quite right about prayer. While we ought not aim for blissful ignorance, we must be quite unabashed in our acceptance of our weakness.
Amen, brother, well said.