Faith Is My Armor Of Light

When I had just completed high school, I decided it was time to venture out into the world, get an apartment and just experience living all on my own. So, one month after graduation, I let my butterfly wings soar and found a little place about a few blocks from where I grew up.

One night something happened I will never forget, even though it was 30 years ago. I remember it like it was yesterday. Someone brought over an Ouija board! I was brought up to believe that the Ouija board is  a portal to the lower realm and negative energies, and that sometimes who you want to connect with isn’t always who actually comes through. My friends and I asked the board who we were talking to and his name was George.

The part that really creeped me out came later, after everyone had gone home. I was cleaning up. My apartment was on the third floor and as I was looking down at the four corner intersection below, there was a car sitting under the street light. An older, bald man rolled the window down and leaned over to look up at me through the passenger window. “I’m George”, he said. I was so creeped out!

My roommate was gone and I was exhausted, but I couldn’t sleep. Lying in my bed later, I was trying to make sense of it all. I looked across the room and the light coming in through the blinds made it so I could see the hallway and the doorway. And there I suddenly saw the shape of a man; the figure of a man that was so dark, but you could totally make out it was a man standing right there in the doorway!  I will never forget his voice. “I will never leave you, nor forsake you”, he said. Amazingly, I felt immediately comforted.

The church I grew up in was directly across from my new apartment. And I just knew that he was an angel, letting me know that through my faith I am protected. I was never again scared to be by myself.

Fear knocked at the door and faith answered. No one was there – Old English Proverb

But I did make the conscious decision to never play with the Ouija board again! Having gone to a Catholic school and watching the priest burn one behind the school, when someone brought one to class one day, and seeing an apparition appear when it was burning should have been lesson enough for me. I guess some of us have to get scared a second time to learn that Ouija boards are no toy, but a door way to the lower realm and dark dimensions.

I’m so blessed in that the power of Love, Light and God is stronger than those lower demonic energies. I always wear my armor of Light to protect me. Even when I was younger and made some unfortunate choices, God was always there to protect me. It is so important to teach our children about the Light, it can protect them and help them navigate through life as they begin to explore the world. We need to teach our kids to put on their Light armor for their own protection. They may not see it, but faith means believing with out seeing.