“For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the cosmic powers over this present darkness, against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly places”
Paranormal (Ephesians 6:12 ESV).
I’m not making this up.
H I G H E R T H I N G S __ 4
Back around ninth grade, I spent the evening at youth group learning all about demon possession. I can’t remember too much about it, but my mind had conjured up a lot of scary stuff by the end, complete with flying objects and weird voices out of horror movies. No surprise, but I couldn’t sleep afterwards. So after a restless hour of tossing and turning, I thought, “Music. That’ll help. I’ll listen to some music.” Here’s where things got creepy. I rolled on my side and reached for the clock radio, and as I stretched out my hand toward it . . . it went dead. No lights, nothing. Spooky. Staring at the clock, I withdrew my arm, and the clock came back on again. It kept happening. Every time I reached out, off. Every time I pulled back, on. Very, very freaky. So there I was, looking for a little soothing music, and it appeared that the devil had taken over my radio. What to do? I opted for fervent prayer. I hopped out of bed to kneel and noticed that the clock was on again until I touched the mattress; then it went off. Hmmm. I followed the clock’s cord behind the bed to the outlet, where I found it plugged halfway in. It wasn’t demon possession. Every time I rolled one way on the bed, I pushed the plug into the wall; every time I rolled the other, it fell back out. The climactic clash between the forces of good and evil was not going to take place in my clock that night. It had already happened on Calvary.
