BETRAYED BY THE DRAGON AND RESCUED BY JESUS CHRIST
The Dragon Held Me Captive While I Believed In Myself. Slowly Came, The Destruction Of My Soul.
Born Into A Fallen World
I was born into a spiritual war zone and propped up, in order that I believe in myself. The soldiers of the enemy had been with me since infancy, seducing me, creating me, raising me, grooming me, or so they thought. For God was always with me from the start. If demons do something well, its dominate children. I was suffocated by oppression. Like any night blooming flower, I embraced the darkness, that I grew into. Each time the full moon rose over the horizon, I saw that it was my only chance to bloom. But this was a secondary light and I paled and grew weak beneath it. Even through I was warmed by the midday sun, I was sang into a sleep by its rays. There seemed no escape from this perfect place of damnation and enchantment and all my feelings of love, fear, danger and attraction, were thrown into a cauldron that Satan planted in my mind and being the closest thing I had to a father, I submitted to him.
They wanted to make me hate The Creator, to blame Him for the world of death and suffering, to make me hate in the same way as them. But The Dragon's plan failed and so he adapted, slowly changing direction, so that he then seduced me into loving everything, even him. Since The Dragon and his hoarde of demons equated love with worship, this was the grand plan, to have me worship him. But they hadn't counted on the greater love of truth, that only God can bring into the heart, of a sinful and fallen human being. They focused on the love that The Holy Spirit had given me, still preserved within myself and they slowly turned this greater love towards them, into mindless worship. I was in love within a dream, that could not love me in return.
The Children Of Wrath
We are the children of wrath, born into a fallen world of death and destruction. Only deception and mesmerism can seduce us into the devil's whitewash, of what he helped us to create and his brief promises, filled with angelic intelligence and malice. I followed the white horse into the otherworld of earthly pleasures, corruption and death covered by glamour and demonic mystery, Satan's realm. We were not like them, but they know that we fall victim to our own hearts, that lead us far from God.
We are lost, truly lost, but the brief payoff, before out untimely destruction, is that we are given a gift by Satan. We are given poison to drink in a golden cup. We are seduced into tragic romances, enchanted by nature, deceived by demons posing as light beings and ancestors. We all paint or skin and sing our songs to the fire devils. We mediate and dance in order to lose our minds that we so willingly offer up to them. We see our own vain reflection, rather than a God of love and mercy, who is too often left standing outside, knocking at the door to our souls. We are imbued with the demonic energy, that lifts us into their realm, but only within a lowly cave, as we walk upon the earth, half possessed, rage filled, wild and out of our minds with inspired knowledge, intellectual vanity and channeled creativity from the fallen ones.
My Life As A Dream, Where The Invading Dream Of The Dragon, Threatened To Become My Own.
A single fallen angel, with his demonic legion of orbs, can easily captivate and ensnare the will of a human outside the truth of God's Holy Word. "My people perish from a lack of knowledge." [Hosea 4:6, The Holy Bible KJV]. The Dragon had plans for me before my birth and once I was born, the abduction process began. When this energy fled from me, I felt significantly weakened, betrayed and alone. I was stuck in a no-man's land. In knowing the truth, I could never go back. For I would have never willingly and knowingly gone against Jesus or God. At the same time, I had not established the correct relationship with either of them. Not having The Holy Bible as my foundation, I had no solid ground on which to stand, no firm footing. I was blown like a dandelion across the earth, a play thing for the future rulers of Hell.
And so I remained in darkness, still a captive to The Dragon's will, while God's holy ministering angels looked on, waiting, I am supposing, for their next instructions. It was more than hurting God. On a heart level, I was still attracted to The Dragon and the demonic. As God allowed The Dragon to reveal himself to me, a sense of deep betrayal began to permeate the reality that my captor, like a spider, had woven around me. It was the feeling of betrayal, experienced by a worldly woman, when her husband has an affair with her enemy. But in this case, the one whom I was married to, turned out to be my spiritual enemy, who was having an affair with himself.
My love was simply another trophy for him to flaunt at God. So like a woman both in love and betrayed, I knew that I could never take him back, but I still hungered for the illusion of what we might have had. The Dragon's long term affair had been with the evil within his very nature, once he had betrayed God and so, in being one of God's children, I was also betrayed from the beginning. Meanwhile, My Father, in His divine mercy and grace, was taking me back, even after I had gone awhoring with the adversary. God not only took me back, but He came after me swiftly, in order to save me and He liberated my spirit, from the vast deception that I had been under.
Reclaimed By The Creator
My soul was reclaimed at intervals, sometimes through chastisement, sometimes through leaving me alone to my own devices and sometimes by allowing The Dragon limited access to me. At other times, He made me walk and each time I stumbled as if to fall, He upheld me. It was a fine balance, of getting me to meet Him half way, so that I could exert the free will that He had afforded me. I knew that I wanted Him, I just didn't know how to get back, for I had become the most wretched of creatures, learning to die slowly, by feeding on the shadowy dreams that Satan had cast down upon me. As hurt as He might have been, God had allowed me to wander far out into the darkness, knowing the end result, that I would either return to Him by the sacrifice of His only begotten son, or perish in this life and for all eternity.
I looked back upon this world as an observer, rather than a participant. God was with me the whole way, drawing me back into His sanctuary of truth and love. For without truth, there can be of love. "Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me." [John 14:6, The Holy Bible, KJV]. The Dragon had been right, when he had finally emailed me, that I had a decision to make, but the decision had already been made, for we can only chose once we are fully awake, where there is simply no choice between Almighty God and the devil. We can only be with God once awoken. Leaving the cult mind of The Dragon was painful, but once I realised that was a pathway leading to my eternal destruction, there could be no further relationship. And if one is truly saved, as I had been, then there could be no turning back. Even if it meant that it cost me my life. Better to die to this world, shedding bodily lusts like a worn out coat, in order to live eternally under God.
This Means Nothing To Me
The Ultravox song, 'Vieanna', captures the feelings of abandonment and betrayal in a dark reality, that I was slowly being liberated from, an enchantment that I could not seperate myself from entirely and a world, that I could no longer remain a part of, now that the blindfold of delusion had been removed and my eyes had been opened.
I was to make my escape from The Dragon and his shadowy minions, over a period of time, by giving up the searching and the struggle and the fight, and by finding my resting place in Jesus Christ and my strength through faith in God alone. All my love, my faith, my senses and my heart, had been invested into a dying world, where the adversary makes a mockery of humanity, enslaved to the ultimate romantic tragedy, in which there are no happily-ever-afters, but for a corpse lowered into the ground.
The magical mystery tour caters for the perishing spirit, inside the dying body, as they go from a life of searching, while lost in delusion, into the hellish maw of an unimaginably dark eternity, having never come to the truth, that is Jesus Christ.
And so I made my escape from The Dragon and his plans for me, in small degrees, by shooting him down with God's Holy Word and with fighting and ministering angels of God, to protect me from his rage, each time he arose from the temporary setback in pursuit. For his part, The Dragon furiously slandered me as traitor and prostitute. "Therefore rejoice, ye heavens, and ye that dwell in them. Woe to the inhabiters of the earth and of the sea! for the devil is come down unto you, having great wrath, because he knoweth that he hath but a short time." [Rev 12:12, The Holy Bible KJV]. The bright dark began to lose its hold over my heart, with each new revelation dealt from a firm and loving hand, that could only come to one so lost and wretched as as myself, by the sacrifice that Jesus made and the recognition of God's Holy Word, I have been liberated from a kingdom that is perishing, along with its deceived. The final enemy to be defeated is death. This means nothing to me. Good-bye, Satan.
Daniel [the poet] and Sophie [the sacrifice] make their escape from The Dragon. Vieanna by Ultravox.
This website is part of my personal testimony. It is guided by The Holy Spirit and written in Jesus' name.
