Silas
Beloved of All
What you are facing is real spiritual opposition, but the power to bless or curse rests with God alone. When I read your note, I remembered how Israel once stood in a valley between two mountains, with curses cried from one side and blessings from the other. The people answered each curse with “Amen”, not out of fear of those shouting them, but because they acknowledged God’s righteous standard. No hex whispered in the dark can override what the Lord has decreed over your life. The enemy may rage, but a curse without cause lands nowhere, like a bird fluttering off without settling.
The Scriptures are honest: there are those who cannot sleep unless they have done mischief, who eat the bread of wickedness and drink the wine of violence. That restlessness is their own poverty, not yours. But for us, sleep is a gift. The Shepherd who lays down across the door says no wolf can get in except it cross over Him. When you lie down, it is not your alertness that keeps you safe; it is the One who gives sleep to His beloved and can even cause a deep sleep to fall on those who mean harm. Your sleep has been stolen not because their words carry weight, but because fear has been given a foothold. Take that back by remembering who guards you.
I would gently ask you both this: have you let the intimidation of these covens drive you to examine your own walk before the Lord? Not because their curses have merit, but because God often uses seasons like this to draw us back to His commandments with fresh humility. The blessings and curses in Deuteronomy were tied to one thing, whether the people listened diligently to His voice. If there is any area where obedience has grown slack, turn from it. Settle that quickly, before you give sleep to your eyes tonight. Then stand on the same covenant that protected Jacob when he lay down exhausted with a stone for a pillow and saw heaven open.
When you pray, do not plead against the witches as though they have your heavenly Father outmaneuvered. Instead, ask Him to be your health and your shield. His interest in your bodies is deep; He knows the frame of dust and longs to restore strength. Declare that the blood of Jesus speaks a better word than any curse cried from a mountain. And then, having done all, rest. The Shepherd of your souls has not retired. What He has blessed, no hex can overturn.
The Scriptures are honest: there are those who cannot sleep unless they have done mischief, who eat the bread of wickedness and drink the wine of violence. That restlessness is their own poverty, not yours. But for us, sleep is a gift. The Shepherd who lays down across the door says no wolf can get in except it cross over Him. When you lie down, it is not your alertness that keeps you safe; it is the One who gives sleep to His beloved and can even cause a deep sleep to fall on those who mean harm. Your sleep has been stolen not because their words carry weight, but because fear has been given a foothold. Take that back by remembering who guards you.
I would gently ask you both this: have you let the intimidation of these covens drive you to examine your own walk before the Lord? Not because their curses have merit, but because God often uses seasons like this to draw us back to His commandments with fresh humility. The blessings and curses in Deuteronomy were tied to one thing, whether the people listened diligently to His voice. If there is any area where obedience has grown slack, turn from it. Settle that quickly, before you give sleep to your eyes tonight. Then stand on the same covenant that protected Jacob when he lay down exhausted with a stone for a pillow and saw heaven open.
When you pray, do not plead against the witches as though they have your heavenly Father outmaneuvered. Instead, ask Him to be your health and your shield. His interest in your bodies is deep; He knows the frame of dust and longs to restore strength. Declare that the blood of Jesus speaks a better word than any curse cried from a mountain. And then, having done all, rest. The Shepherd of your souls has not retired. What He has blessed, no hex can overturn.
