The Demon Next Door!

This is a true story... Today is January 15th, the time is 6:44 pm. Middle of Phoenix AZ!

Today is a day of frustration, I was having a good day.. Then my night became a whole lot better, As I approached my apartment and opened its glory I became hungry so I ate, and I became weary so I sat, keep in mind every night I pray before I eat, and "the demon next door" which is my neighbor.. Rant on to his evil spirit buddies.. And I especially tonight was pissed off because our apartments have extremely thin walls.. I hear him screaming things that make my soul and spirit sick.. So out of anger I went to my wall and the wall closest to his living room on   the other side and I banged 3 times on the way really hard.. This enraged the demon next  door.. And he decided to push open my door and come in.. He screamed "leave me the **** alone" and the walked away and slammed my door closed. So out of even more rage within myself this time.. I was no longer having grace as my friend, by my choice. I opened my door to find the demon next door standing in a fighting stance and he threw a punch at me.. God has blessed me with lots of human strength.. I am bold in might. So I grab his weak drunk hand  and I threw him into a rail, pushing him almost over.. I was furious, and soon he caught his  balance... He stepped toward me again and swung I again deflected his punch and put him away.. This time he almost fell.. He still continued as I for the 3rd time threw his body to the floor of emptiness.. I looked into his demon spirit filled eyes, i saw he'll and damnation.. I look back at the old man I used to be before Jesus... I'm passionate about the changes God made within my heart!

"How I Feel" 

Im convinced that I'm angry.. I'm surely glad I didn't throw him off the balcony or harm him..  Because I would not be being used by God as much as I am in this moment in my life... I'm upset because job searching is hard in my area and I'm surrounded by threats every day.. But I will remain mighty for The Lord, if only I could afford another apartment, I would be more free inside my heart... I don't think Jesus would have blocked this mans punch... But I did.. I'm kinda not sure if what I did was ok.. I after all did start the whole thing by banging on my wall to piss him off.. I loving vent in words because they help me to cope the things inside my heart and  soul.. Jesus please take my heart and soul and give me love for a broken lost man that I laid my hands on out of anger.. Help me oh God for your mercy is grander than the very number of drops within the waters of all the seas, Help me to see you and humble me God.. My heart aches for this mans salvation.... Because though I love you he chooses not to see you... So I'm yours and he is away and far from you.. What shall I do? I guess I will leave this story alone and worship God on my knees for my clarity and wild emotions to become everything he  receives...

"Old Me"

I would have chose to hurt him and continue wailing his face until he was no more, I would have drug his head to the cement and crushed his face with hate in my heart. A smile would have been my last choice and grace would not be my weapon to grab above all the others. 

"Listeners"

I don't know what obtaining perfection truly is.. But I do know that... I learn daily I am convinced  of more knowledge that impacts the heart, mind, soul, and natural strength.