OtherSide

I'm standing on the edge of a cliff, looking across a chasm. There far side is an alien world populated by things I cannot see, but I know somewhere inside me that they're just there and I know what they look like. The distance between these two places isn't really so great; it overlaps without us even knowing. We live dipped in this spirit-world, but most are oblivious to it.

If we knew the physical, real, immediate, power of our prayers... I doubt we'd ever stop praying. I catch glimpses with some inner eye of the way our prayers change that other world; the warriors of light who patrol some streets by day. This power we can never underestimate, because it's the one power the enemy can never weaken. It's our access to the hand of God, and we should realise this and push ourselves to pray for all things in the Kingdom.

I wonder, too, what people would say if they saw the horrors some of our warriors face daily. I dread to think what real leaders face, but I have slashed my way through my own share of opposition with a flaming sword. The things we fight are horrors that latch onto people and feed off them. Most people don't understand this, and walk around with things hanging off them, sucking the life out of them.

Living in awareness of that unseen world on top of our own, I can fully understand that we are warriors sent to set free the prisoners. We should be battle hardened veterans, able to train and defend and attack. So many Christians walk around today with evil still feeding on them, it makes me sick. We were made to save this world, yet so many refuse to save themselves! If only they could see what I see, they would probably be sick in disgust at the creatures eating their lives.

I am an awakened warrior in a war for the future of this world, and for the sake of my king I will fight with every breath left in me... I invite you all to do the same.