'Supernatural' is not unnatural, but more natural and true than what is usual to us.
(The above image you see is not my work, but the abomination of AI.)
Supernatural is not the unnatural, it's more natural. It's... super!
Not on the night of Hallows Eve, but close to the date, what was supposed to be a usual night of prayer for me became something strange. Dark had fallen and I sat upright on the sofa alone in my unlit living room. My children had just fallen asleep and my husband was busy in another room which left me time to sit in silent prayer which is being still and listening. It wasn’t long and I began to see small moving shadows and a few apparitions. The only one I can clearly remember the sight of, it had the body of a small child, maybe age five or six, but was hunched at the shoulders and had the face of a decrepit old man. These shadows and apparitions moved towards the living room where I was from the hallway before they faded. As I was seeing them, I was rebuking them in Jesus name in a vocal, but low voice. This was because I had been praying in secrecy away from my husband who was uncomfortable with the time I had been spending in prayer each night. I did not want to have friction between us.
It was then very soon after that my body was completely paralyzed from head to toe. I could not even move my lips to speak. In this state, I was still sitting upright and aware of my surroundings. The belief crossed my mind that Jesus must be doing this to force me to be honest to my husband about my prayer and I waited anxiously for him to enter the living room and see me. That thought fleeted quickly as well though and I knew a lie had been fed into me from the enemy. I was able to force out of my lips the beginnings of the name of Jesus and I was immediately freed. The night proceeded with no further activity.
I wasn’t left alone after this night, however. Thereafter in the following months were many nights of sleep paralysis and a few times of seeing moving shadows in my room. Now, I am very slow and I didn’t realize why this happened on that night when I was paralyzed until at the start of the next year when I had a dream that filled me with desire to continue celebrating this day in the future. As soon as I woke up from this dream it dawned on me that this most recent Halloween around the time this all happened was the first I never celebrated since I can remember, because of a new found conviction that had came over me that previous year in my heart.
The first year since I can remember that I decided not to celebrate Halloween was the year of 2024. That same October in 2024, I hadn’t been sure if I wanted to follow that conviction. Before the above event, what further solidified my decision was when I visited the Spirit Halloween store, twice. You see, Halloween was arguably my favorite holiday to celebrate every year. The thought of October 31st filled me with excitement and great childhood memories. Creative costumes, delicious treats and even more opportunity for creativity in decorations (I am an artist after all)! Spirit is a seasonal store for all your Halloween needs. During both of my visits that year while I walked through this store, I was suddenly struck with an uncomfortable cramping in my stomach that would not leave me. Once was a coincidence, but twice was enough to warn me.
1 Corinthians 10:21 - Ye cannot drink the cup of the Lord, and the cup of devils: ye cannot be partakers of the Lord's table, and of the table of devils.
The lesson I learned here is that yes, when we celebrate any theme mostly associated with horror and darkness, no matter how innocent our intentions, we're still celebrating the adversary. We can only eat from one table.