I didn't feel like I'd been sitting there for long (but according to Jeremiah, I'd been out of bed from 11 to 3:30), when I just started to get the feeling that there was someone watching me, which wasn't really possibly for someone to do without being seen, I thought, given the very close quarters and sparse furniture in our house. Then I remembered the lack of blinds on our kitchen window. Oh, yeah. . . That.
I tried not to think about it and just kept on what I was doing; not looking up from my computer, because ignoring always makes annoying and/or creepy things go away, right? Well, obviously whatever this was didn't get bored with my lack of response and, like an obnoxious little kid, just tried to get my attention more. It (he, her, whatever the heck "it" was) started making soft, quick tapping noises on the window. At first, I was just like, "Whatever, it's probably some stupid bug hitting the window trying to get inside where the light is." I still didn't look up however, and my over active, not always very practical mind started to create all these images of what could be standing between that bare window and me. . . And I'm pretty imaginative, so you get the idea that what I was conjuring up wasn't some cute little bunny. . . More like Donnie Darko. Something to that extent.
I kept my head down and turned up the volume on my laptop. I was just going to ignore it and not let something that was probably nothing scare me back to the bedroom. But, the tapping started to get louder. I couldn't take it anymore, so without looking at the window, I rose from my chair and turned to switch off the dining room light. The moment my fingers touched the switch, however, two INCREDIBLY LOUD knocks came from the window. Too loud for some little animal or insect to make, unless they had a fist at least as big as mine. I jumped and (I'm ashamed to say) ran into the bedroom where I crashed open the door and jumped directly on top of my poor sleeping husband, who had to get up in 2 and a half hours. (I know some of you think that's funny, but when you're up late in your blindless kitchen in the middle of the night with no light on outside and some demon or whatever pounds on your window, you'll feel differently.)
Well, needless to say, Jeremiah woke up and since he's so sweet and forgiving for all the ridiculous things I do, he got up and looked outside for me. There was nothing there (of freaking course!) and we both went back to bed. I was shaking a little bit for quite awhile, but Jeremiah stayed up with me until I had calmed down and he lost a lot of sleep. (I'd better make a really good dinner tonight. >_< )
I finally fell sound asleep around 5 this morning (And just woke up at noon. Oops!), and now I'm really just sort of angry. I figured I'd wake up and rethink the incident and pass it off as nothing, but I can't do that and the more I think about it, the more I'm convinced that there definitely was something or someone out there last night. If it was a person, then that's super creepy and what the heck was he doing pounding on my window at 3 in the morning?! But, if it was something demonic. . . well, it's not the first time I've dealt with demons, and that's the part that makes me mad. It's like, I feel like I'm at a good place right now. Not the best, because we can honestly all use a lot of growth in our spiritual lives and our walk with the Lord. But, the place I'm at is a lot better than the place I was before when I was having. . . ummm. . ? "Encounters", I guess, with demons in my past. (And I'd love to go into more detail about that, but that's why I hate personal blogging, because I get caught up in talking about my very long, very weird past and then I feel like I need to explain my whole life story, and then I get annoyed with talking about it and stop writing that blog forever and ever, amen. So, let's just say I was not in a good place between the ages of 16 and 18. . . Very. Bad. Years. Maybe I'll explain more later.)
But I guess that's why he's been bothering me so much. I mean, if Satan has you, he's not going to come and bang on your kitchen window in the middle of the night! He's going to leave you alone in the trap he's already got you in! But once you're following the Lord, he's going to do whatever he can to get you back. He knows your weak spots and he hits as hard as he can where he know it hurts worst. He's had me before in a place I never wanted to be at and I'm sure a heck NOT willing to go back there now. So, Satan, you can do your very worst, because my God is stronger and He's got my back. . .
Stick that in your juice box and suck it.
Wow, sounds like you had a fun night. I only have one thing to say. I like the style of font you are using but when fighting with the background, the words get lost in certain spots. Either make the font bigger or just bold the font and maybe that would work. But that's just my opinion.
ReplyDeleteHaving insomnia sucks. I just can't sleep myself but that's because of the weather mixed with allergies/sinus. As far as the demonic thing goes, that is never good. Don't let them get you down. Negative energy has a way of attracting "mischievous spirits" and sometimes can really miss with the mind. But that's a conversation for another time.
I do like your little quote at the end. "Stick that in your juice box and suck it." Nice. Take that Satan.
Well, thanks for the advice on the font. I got right on that and changed it right when I read your comment, so tell me if that's better! :)
ReplyDeleteI don't believe there's such thing as negative "energy". I do believe that Satan likes to attack us when we're growing closer in our walk with God, though, and that's what I think has been going on with me. I'm not really worried about it though. Maybe a little shaken, but like I said, God's for me. Who can be against me? :)