The next day or two I’m going to do one or two posts that talk about the time the devil came to my house. No, I’m not going to talk about some silly situation and refer to my mother-in-law as the devil (she’s actually a GREAT mother-in-law). I’m not referring to any of my friends. I’m talking about a serious spiritual warfare situation I’ll never forget.
The Day the Devil Came to my House Part 1: Intro
Let me set this up: it was a dark, quiet night, and my wife was out of town…