Not every attack is spiritual, some are as a result of lack of setting boundaries.

Here's my story.

Jack was a friend in school. At first we were perfect strangers. We started talking after an incident to occurred in the laboratory.

"You must sterilize and disinfect before and after using anything in the laboratory" Jack answered the question.

"Wow, first time in history a weirdo is answering question is in the class." Bibiana said mockingly.

" Says the class dullard," I said.

Don't blame me, I couldn't stand a bully, not in class not in anywhere.

After the laboratory practice, Jack walk up to me to say "thank you."

One thing led to another, we became close friends. It didn't take long for both of us to begin to want more than friendship. It was obvious.

And frequently, I was being caution by the Holy Spirit to retrace my steps from the journey my emotions wanted to journey in.

For months I lost my peace, but I was in love without my brain so I accepted but on some rules...so I thought.

Again, during my morning devotion one morning, I was warned but my emotions was on fire...body and soul wanted to see Jack badly that morning, so as always I went to his house that morning so we could go to school together.

One thing led to another and it happened, a month later I was diagnosed with a sickness that will take 9months to deal with it or perhaps forever.

That was the beginning of my downfall, my sponsors in school backed out and I could barely survive. Few months later, Jack was kill in his room.

Was this an attack by the devil? 
No, but by my inability to listen and set proper boundaries when the Holy Spirit said I should.

Now I only live to tell the story... 

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