Great title right!? I thought so. Anyway, some nights are just spooky and this one night in the spring of 2017 was… SPOOOO-KEEEE! The clouds were rolling by. They looked spooky. The wind was blowing. It sounded spooky. Trees were creaking. I didn’t like that. It all felt wrong. My wife and I got in bed, watched a little television, then fell asleep. Around 3 am, we awoke in utter and unadulterated panic as our home alarm was going off. Trust me when I say that awaking to a home alarm going off is just about as bad as it gets. I can’t image much else being worse. It makes sense though right? You’re asleep, then you’re wide awake, and it happens in about 400 milliseconds. That is not natural!
Cassie’s and my reaction could not have been different. We’ll start with her reaction. It’s easy! Basically her reaction was nothing. Or so I thought. I later learned the truth behind her calmness during my utter panic. The truth is, she was so out of her mind that her voice stopped working. Literally! She was yelling, but nothing came out! Not so much as an inkling of sound came out of her, yet she was indeed trying to yell. Her voice just wasn’t working. It’s hysterical because Cassie is always so calm. She’s the voice of reason in our relationship when my emotions are bouncing off the walls like flubber, only this night her voice didn’t work at all.
Then there was me. Oh boy was I freaking out or what? I awoke and jumped out of bed in one motion. It was supernatural. I may have landed a Jedi-style front-flip, except after I landed, I let out what I can only describe as the wimpiest “primal scream” in history. I don’t even know how to describe it. Maybe it can be described as a Wookie mixed with one of those things from Avatar. I don’t know. It was so incredibly strange. It was embarrassing. I then quickly decided I needed to “man up”, so I ran into the living room with guns-a-blazing. By “guns-a-blazing” I mean that I really had nothing but the Louisville Slugger baseball bat that a Baron’s player gave Xavian the night he threw out the 1st pitch. Actually, there were like 10 first pitches that night, so he really threw out the 8th pitch, but I digress. The front door was open. Perhaps it had been blown open by the wind. After all, it was a very windy night. Maybe someone opened it, then got spooked by the alarm. It’s possible. Maybe it was neither of those things.
It sounds really funny I know, but that night turned this super paranoid guy into a super duper paranoid guy. Some really strange things happened in my life before and after that night and I do believe strongly in spiritual warfare. In fact, I think that if you believe we have a spirit, and you believe in good and evil, then you must believe that there is spiritual warfare. I believe all these things and I believe it’s possible that evil tried to enter our home that night. I’m not really sure, but I do know that Satan attacks us in mysterious ways, when we least expect it.
When the devil had finished all this tempting, he left him until an opportune time.
– Luke 4:13
Anyway, that night was horrifying, then it was funny, then it wasn’t funny, then it got real. I’m still not sure what to think about it, but I can tell you that I enjoy not being suddenly awoken in the middle of the night to a loud, unbearable alarm!