Jesus Christ Is King
December 25 – Christmas. Christians throughout the planet 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 John 18:37 – “Therefor Pilate said to him, ‘ So you are a king?’Jesus answered, ‘You say that I am a king. For this I have been born, for this I have come into the world, to testify to the truth. Everyone who is of truth hears my voice.” Another verse is located in Revelation 19:11 – “On his robe and on his thigh he had 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, 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 had been aware of but had never actually verbalized. That abruptly changed some twenty-seven years ago. At that time, those four words came out of my mouth without thinking. I was under extreme duress. Those four words turned out to be my protection against an approaching ominous spiritual entity.
The Dream Of All Dreams
I was sprawled out on the living room couch late at night. I was watching college basketball on television. As I found myself very drowsy, using the remote control, I remember turning off the tv. It was one of those situations where I was so damn 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 never remember my dreams. Even the remarkable dreams fade away shortly after awakening. I have tried keeping a dream journal a few times but gave up after a month or two. It was too much work. The dream that I had that night however, is something that is permanently etched into my memory. No need to write it down. I remember every second of it even now, twenty-seven years later. It was as real as anything that I have ever experienced during my seventy years of life.
A Chill Shot Down My Spine
In my dream, I was laying down on the living room couch in precisely the manner that I had fallen asleep after turning off the tv. Everything in the house was quiet. Light from the street lamp outside shined dimly through the living room picture window, In my dream I was awake, just laying on the sofa.
Suddenly, a cold chill went down my spine I looked diagonally 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 a general outline of a human being but without any real definition or features of any kind. You can call it an entity or a presence or a spirit or any one of dozen different things. Call it whatever the hell 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. While it had no features, I sensed that it was looking directly at me. I likewise sensed the thought that it sent out telepathically – “There is no escape from me”.
Dire Danger
Whatever this thing was, I intuitively knew it was malevolent in nature. It wasn’t coming to kiss me good night. As soon as I saw it on the steps, I felt that I was in dire danger. I felt the essence of its complete contempt for me and my ability to resist it. My entire body was literally frozen in fear. I couldn’t move. I felt its cold hatred directed at me. It was coming toward me and whatever its intent was, it was bad. It was the type of off-the-charts terror that can cause a heart attack.
No Escape
I was paralyzed and powerless to fend off this malevolent presence. It was the mother of all nightmares. I have had nightmares where when I was about to be killed or captured, I just woke up. Aliens or some other type of bad guys would be chasing me. I would have one close call escape after another ( a la Indiana Jones). Then at some point in the nightmare I would actually have the thought, “Alright, enough of this bullshit. I’m waking up now” and I would wake up. Not this time however. In this dream, there was no escape.
The Four Words
In this dream I was screwed. The malevolent entity was at the bottom of the stairs. At that point, from the innermost 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 my vocal cords were partially paralyzed as well, I was barely able to get the words out. I spoke them slowly “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 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”. Intuitively, I now knew that I was 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.
We Live Within An Invisible World
As soon as the malevolent force departed, I opened my eyes and woke up. It hit me immediately that I was in the exact same position on the couch now that I was awake as I was in the dream. I was wearing the exact same clothes. Everything in the living room was exactly the same as in the dream. Even the light from the street light shining through the picture window was the same. My immediate thought was “WTF was that”?! 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 for a moment at the spot where “it” was. I sat on the couch for a short while in the quiet of the night pondering over what I had just experienced. The thought came into my mind at that time – “We live within an invisible world”. I prayed a succinct “Thank You” before going to bed. My conclusion was simple yet profound – the dream was no dream. It was real.
The Return – Twenty Years Later
Flash forward 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 keeping a forty watt lamp on in the living room at night. I slept with my bedroom door open. This was for easier access to the bathroom as my BPH was inevitably going to be sending me there at least a few times during the night. In those intervening twenty years, I never for a moment 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 room 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, laying in bed. 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 twenty years prior. The exact same grey luminescence. You might wonder how I could possibly know that since the spirit had no discernable features. I can only respond that I just knew. It was totally an intuitive knowing, no logic, just a knowing.
Same Entity – Different Response
This time however, I had a different reaction than my first encounter twenty years prior. Just as before, it was standing there, observing me with contempt and hatred. This time my memory banks kicked in immediately. I was not frozen in fear as before. I simply said out loud, “Oh, it’s you again”. Then I followed up with the very same phrase of protection that I had used 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 start that the power of Jesus Christ would protect me.
Freedom From Fear
I was aware of the malevolent essence of the being. This time however, I had freedom from 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 to my side, my back to the hallway and went back to sleep. And then I opened my eyes and woke up. Everything in my bedroom was exactly the same as in the dream. The bed, my position in the bed, the bedsheet, my bed clothes, the bureau, 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 proceeded to close my eyes and do just that.
Merry Christmas to you and have a very happy new year of manifesting.
Conceive. Believe. Receive.