Becoming A Vessel Of Honor Rebecca Brown

74 the ignition. Then she passed out and remembered no more. How much time passed? Joyce didn’t know. Suddenly she opened her eyes. She blinked in surprise as she realized she was driving into her driveway! She had no memory of the drive home at all. She pulled the car into the garage and somehow got out of the car and into her apartment. There she collapsed in tears onto the floor. "Thank you Lord Jesus!" she wept. "Thank you for getting me home." That was as far as she got. Dantallion attacked with redoubled fury. Pain exploded in her head and down into her arm and stomach. She doubled up in pain. The hor rible horrifying pictures rolled in her mind —scenes too ter rible to describe. "I rebuke you and bind you demons in the name of Jesus," Joyce muttered weakly. The attack lessened a tiny bit. She crawled toward the phone. The demons attacked again. She started beating her head on the floor. "NO! in the name of Jesus NO!" she cried. She grasped her head in both of her hands and forced it to stop. "I command you to stop in the name of Jesus," she said again, this time with a little more strength. Once again she crawled for the phone. "I must call Rebecca and Elaine for help," she thought. At last, she reached the phone, but she was too weak to stand. She fumbled, trying to reach the phone on the kitchen counter. Ah, at last, her hand found it. She knocked the phone down on top of her on the floor. A bottle of oil that was sitting on the counter next to the phone fell with it. "Thank you Jesus," she breathed as her hand closed around the bottle of oil, only to have it fall from her hand as the demons struck again, knocking the breath out of her. She felt as if a huge hand with claws was ripping her guts apart.

Chapter 5 The Armor of God