Jesus Christ Is King
December 25 – Christmas. Christians all over the world celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ. The message of Jesus Christ as King can be observed in several verses throughout the Bible. One verse is in John 18:37. “Therefore Pilate said to him, ‘So you are a king?’ Jesus answered, ‘You say that I am a king. For this I have been born, and for this I have come into the world, to testify to the truth. Everyone who is of the truth hears my voice”. Another verse is located in Revelation 19:11. “On his robe and on his thigh he has this name written: King of Kings and Lord of Lords”.
Christ the King has been used as a name for churches, schools, seminaries, hospitals and religious institutions. In the liturgical calendar for the Roman Rite of the Catholic Church there is celebrated a Feast of Christ the King. Lutheran, Anglican, Moravian, Methodist, Nazarene, Reformed and United Protestant churches also celebrate the Feast of Christ the King.
I have always been grounded in the Christian faith. The phrase “Jesus Christ is King” is a phrase that I was familiar with but had never actually spoken. That abruptly changed some 26 years ago. At that time those words came out of my mouth without any aforethought as I was under duress. Those words were my shield of protection against an approaching ominous evil spiritual entity.
Vivid Dream Number One
I was sprawled out on the living room sofa late at night. I was watching college basketball on television. As I found myself getting drowsy, using the remote control, I remember turning off the tv. It was one of those situations where I was so tired that I did not even feel like getting up to go to bed. I just thought to myself, “I’m just going to rest my eyes here for ten minutes and then I’ll head to bed”. Of course, I promptly dozed off to a deep sleep.
I rarely remember my dreams. Even the remarkable dreams fade away very rapidly after awakening. I tried keeping a dream journal a few times but gave up after a week or two. The dream that I had that night however is something that is burned into my memory. In my dream I was laying on the living room sofa exactly in the manner that I had fallen asleep after turning off the tv. Everything in the house was quiet. In my dream I was awake, just laying on the sofa.
An Icy Cold Chill Went Down My Spine
Suddenly I got an icy cold chill down my spine. I looked over to my right to the stairs that led to the second level of the house. My eyes saw a grey luminous mist. It had the general outline of a human being but without any real definition or features of any type. You can call it an entity or a presence or a spirit or any one of a dozen different things. Call it whatever you want but it was there and the evil essence it gave off was unmistakable. It was midway down the stairs and heading in my direction. It made no sound whatsoever and moved without any motion from the arms or legs.
In Dire Danger
Whatever this thing was, I sensed through intuition that it was pure malevolence in nature. As soon as I saw it on the steps, I knew that I was in dire danger. I felt the essence of its complete contempt for me and for any ability I had to resist it. My body was literally frozen in fear. I could not run away because I could not physically move so much as an inch. It is difficult to imagine that a luminous mist can emit such an evil presence but it did. I felt an intense but cold hatred directed at me. I knew it was coming for me. Whatever its intent upon reaching me, I knew it was something bad. Very, very bad. It was the type of terror that could cause a heart attack.
I was paralyzed and powerless to fend off this malevolent creature. It was the nightmare of all nightmares. I have had nightmares where when I was about to be killed, I just woke up. Aliens or some other bad guys would be chasing me. I would have one close call escape after the other (a la Indiana Jones). Then at some point in the dream I would actually have the thought, “Alright, enough of this bullshit, I’m waking up” and then I woke up. Not this time however.
No Escape
In this particular dream however, there was no such escape. Pure and simple, I was screwed. The malevolent entity reached the bottom of the stairs. At that point, from the very deepest part of my being, came the words out of my mouth “Jesus Christ is King.”. I had no thought beforehand of saying it. I did not think “what am I going to do?” The words just came out of me without thinking. Since even my vocal cords were partially paralyzed through fear, I barely was able to voice the words but I spoke them slowly with conviction “Jesus…..Christ…..is…..King”, somewhat in the manner that a stroke victim would struggle to speak.
As soon as those four words came out of my mouth, the evil presence stopped in its tracks. Then, immediately, in a more pronounced manner, I spoke those same four words “Jesus Christ is King”. This caused the entity to shrink backward and begin to lose presence. Without thinking, I followed up with a third more forceful, almost shouting, “Jesus Christ is King”. I intuitively knew that I was now in possession of the sword and shield that it was not able to resist. So it left. After the third pronouncement, it vacated the scene and was gone.
There Was No Difference
As soon as the malevolent force departed, I opened my eyes and woke up. It hit me almost immediately that I was in the same exact position now that I was awake as I was in the dream. I was wearing the exact same clothes. Everything in the living room was in the exact same place as the dream. Even the light from the street lamp outside shining through the living room window was exactly the same as in the dream. My immediate thought was WTF, was I in the Twilight Zone or something. I was somewhat shaken by the experience. I turned on a living room lamp and walked to the kitchen to get a glass of water.
As I passed the stairs, I just stopped for a moment and stared at the spot where “it” was. I sat on the sofa for a few moments in the quiet of the night pondering over what I had just experienced. I prayed a succinct “Thank you Lord” before going up to bed. My conclusion was simple yet profound – the dream was no dream. It was real.
Vivid Dream Number Two
Flash forward some twenty years later to the year 2016. I was now living in another house. It was a one story house. I slept in one bedroom. My oldest son, who lives with me, was sleeping in the other bedroom. I had the habit of leaving a forty watt lamp on in the living room at night. I slept with the bedroom door open. This was for easier access to the bathroom. BPH was going to be sending me there at least a few times during the night. In those intervening twenty years, I never forgot my encounter with the evil entity. I even kept a crucifix on the wall above my bed that had been in my mother’s bedroom when she was alive.
Anyway, it is the middle of the night and I am in bed sound asleep. All of a sudden, in my dream, I am awake. I look at my open bedroom doorway. Standing there in the hallway, just outside the bedroom is “you know who”. It is the same evil entity that I encountered some twenty years ago. The exact same grey luminescence. You might wonder how could I possibly know that since the spirit had no discernable features. I can only tell you that I knew. I just knew. It was strictly an intuitive knowing, no logic, just a knowing.
A Different Response
This time however, I had a different reaction than my first encounter of twenty years ago. Just as before, it was standing there, observing me with the utmost contempt and hatred. I sensed that it was about to head toward me as I lay in bed. This time my memory banks kicked in immediately. I was not frozen in fear. I simply said out loud, “Oh, it’s you again”. Then I followed up with the very same phrase that I had used twenty years before – “Jesus Christ is King”. At the sound of those words, it froze. I followed up with a second “Jesus Christ is King”. After that second salvo, it started backing away. I felt it was losing energy. One more time I repeated loudly “Jesus Christ is King”. With that third pronouncement, the malevolent entity departed – poof – gone. This time I knew from the very start that the power of Jesus Christ would protect me.
Free From Fear
I was aware of the pure malevolent essence of the being. This time however, I did not fear. In fact, in this second vivid dream, after the departure of the entity, I said aloud to myself, “And that takes care of that”. In my dream, I turned on my side, back to the hallway and went back to sleep. And then I opened my eyes and woke up. Everything around my bedroom was exactly the same as in my dream. The bed, my position on the bed, the bedsheet, the blanket, my bed clothes, the wall hangings, the quiet of the house, even the light from the living room lamp. This time I understood that my shield of protection was something that the evil presence could not overcome. I then said, “Thank you Lord, now I’m going back to sleep” and I proceeded to do just that.
Merry Christmas to you and a very happy new year!
Conceive. Believe. Receive.