Forcefield

I was lying on my bed proclaiming this sentence with faith,"For God is with me, who can be against me?"

And I was reaching out, my arms and hands were fully stretched.

Then I told myself, with more faith. So I kept repeating that sentence and something happened.

I started feeling this gentle pressure against my palm. It's so easily missed that if you were to simply reach out into the air, you wouldn't be able to feel it at all... The key to it is sensitivity and gentleness. So I took did it slowly and I could feel the slight pressure with both palms, it was like as though something was resting just on top of my bed an arms length away and it was HUGE. Whenever I push towards it, it was engulfing my hands in such a gentle manner as though someone was holding my hand.

I opened my eyes, but I couldn't see anything... yet I could feel it.

Not knowing what to do, I tried to rebuke "it" in the name of Jesus, but it simply remained there.

So I played with it all the way from 11pm till 1am in the morning.

My mum must have thought I was playing with air.