There's something wrong with my blogger. Only one white box and the publish post button below. So no pictures today.
Even better, my blogger auto clears the text for me. I typing this in notepad now. My day has really been horrid.
Let me start with my nightmare.
Last night I really had a terrible nightmare. I dreamt that there was a ghost flying outside my house. Circling my house trying to get in. Seriously I can see the features and everything very clearly its bringing the chills to my bones.
There were three of them somemore. I remember my mother was crying very badly. My father told us to stay at home he needed to go to work.
You know what is the thing about this dream. I kept saying Jesus Jesus. This is the first time in any of my dreams I said Jesus.
Normally after a nightmare in the morning I will think "wah why I never pray maybe something would happen."
First time. I kept repeating it the entire nightmare.
Then I remember the ghost breaking into the house, shattering my windows. I know right ghost can just fly in I also don't know why.
They started to disturb me flying very close to me trying to scare me. Then I started praying in tongues believing that they will go away.
When I prayed I saw them being afraid and they couldn't touch me. But they were still hanging around.
Then I remembered trying to sms three people, Kenneth, Kevin and chi koon. I remembered trying very hard to type but somehow I just couldn't do it.
Then I called kenneth on my handphone and he replied in a sleepy voice saying that he was going to school by mrt but not yet go.
I ask him if he can come and help me he said okay. I ask him come to my house because I don't dare go out he laughed and said sure man no problem.
Then the ghost started to be able to enter my front door.
I jumped out and took a bamboo pole outside and broke in into half and tried to fight back.
I slipped and I fell all the way to the ground floor. Even when I was falling I kept saying Jesus Jesus help me and before I hit the ground I woke up.
Man I woke up with my mouth dry. Either from breathing too fast or from saying out words in my nightmare.
I'm very sure this is a spiritual attack but God let it happen for a reason. Something He wants to show to me. I'm just going to spend the day praying today.
And I had a terrible driving experience today. My instructor ask me to ram a car from the side. For real.
PRESERVE ME LORD I'M SCARED