The sky above me is filled with a river of the most beautiful colours I have ever seen. They flow into one another creating an ever-changing flow of artistic perfection. It is if the rainbow had turned to some kind of smooth oil. The smell touches every emotion, fragrances changing with the colours. I take deep greedy breaths, breathing in fragrances that fill me with peace, joy, love and every...

I am preaching in a village somewhere in northern Africa. I think I might actually be here. It doesn’t feel like a dream because I can physically feel the people as I lay hands upon them. A mother brings in a dead baby. The smell of decay, the flies, the rigid body. I take the child into my arms and feel her body warm up as the power of the Holy Spirit fills her little body. Worms push up out of...

I stand upon the land beneath Michael’s calf, my spirit three kilometers tall alongside the Archangels Uriel and the Seraph Zephkiel (Breakthrough), praying with every ounce of the authority that has grown within me in these ten months of concentrated prayer. I pray with such intensity that I can feel a river rushing out of my spirit. And all I pray for is your marriage. The air above me is...

The Spirit of Might and I sit upon the rock of prayer together discussing the events of the previous night. I listen intently as he speaks. Spirit of Might: “Abdiel. Surely by now you know better than to be punching at demons. Open your ears now: Only fools fight their own battles when they have God on their side.” Me: “He was in my face threatening my wife. What was I supposed to do?” Spirit of...

I am upon my rock of prayer interceding for everyone I know who suffers under relationship burdens. I pray for their families, for their marriages, for their children and for their futures. I pray for a miracle for the schools in the town across the river where drug abuse is pandemic. I pray for a revival in how husbands and wives are loyal to each other across the river where adultery is...

I am back at the fiery pit. When I say the word ‘pit’, it sounds so small. It is more like a lake of boiling fire that extends beyond the horizon. The lake is surrounded by high cliffs with walls made smooth by layer upon layer of almost polished volcanic rock. I hear the spirit of Grace speak from my left. Spirit of Grace: “They have tried to explain this away, to push all accountability aside....

Falling asleep, one moment I am cuddled next to my wife, content, warm, comfortable… And the next moment I am on a cliff high above a boiling lake of fire. Waves of unbearable heat lick at me, causing me to shield my face with my arm. The stench of sulphur is heavy in the air making it almost impossible to breath. And worse than any of that, the screams. There are so many people down there. Why...

I hold my shield at an upwards angle locked into the shields of the angels to my left and right. The angel behind me has his shield up to cover his head and mine. The arrows raining down on us sound like the hoof beats of a thousand horses and the ground shakes with equal vigour as we weather the storm. I know beyond any doubt that if I drop my shield I am a dead man. Even with shields raised,...

The spirit of might stands beside me with his hand between my shoulders while Uriel stands to my left upon the rock of prayer and speaks. Uriel: “The enemy is permanently in a state of war son of sorrow. He never lets up. Every demon is instructed to launch attack after attack upon their assigned people without relent. The assumption that the attacks might stop is a foolish one. The enemy has an...

Uriel, Wisdom and I are on my prayer rock upon the land beneath Michael’s calf. Me: “Rejection doesn’t have the same effect on me that it used to. I used to feel physically sick when these levels of rejection and betrayal came, but now I feel compassion for them.” Wisdom: “It takes time to arrive at a state of compassion Abdiel. Man was not created for rejection, less so for betrayal. You were...