First, two of my roommates—guys with whom I had studied the Bible and ministered—simply dropped by the wayside, forsaking the faith. Next, I began to have nightmares—intense spiritual nightmares.
In the middle of one troubling night, I received a phone call from my mom in Canada. She told me my brother had been having seizures and was in the emergency room. The doctors had been running tests, and they found a spot on his back that could have been draining all of his spinal fluid. They did not know what this spot was, but it had the chance to be malignant.
As we waited for news on my brother, the enemy struck again. The transmission went out on my car. For weeks, I either had to walk everywhere, including to my job.
The climax of the enemy’s onslaught came in another nightmare. I was staring down at some hideous monster. It stared back and said: “Why are you going overseas? You are going to fail over there just like you have failed at everything else.”
But praise God, Philippians 4:13 was in me. I knew the nightmare was nothing but a lie from the enemy trying to keep me away from Asia. In recent weeks, I’ve seen God meet need after need in my life. I am learning to trust the promise: “I can do all things through him who gives me strength.”
Michael, a student a Tarleton State University, will serve this fall as a semester missionary in East Asia with Go Now Missions. His full name is withheld for security reasons.