Keisha Perrin - The Egg Is Still in There

Chapter 1

The Storm Begins

Up until this point in my life, I thought that as long as we went to church on Sunday, Wednesday, and all events in between God wouldnt let anything happen to my family. After all, we are Christians and churchgoers. Storms are for the unbelievers and those who never set foot in the church, right? No, and boy was I about to find out! It is so easy to be deceived by Satan. He can make humans believe we daily walk as Christians. A little slipup of a curse word is okay. Oh well, its not like I killed anybody. I just cheated on my test at school, for example. Satan takes the regular occurrences of life, twists our thinking, and helps us to believe Well, it wasnt that bad or Well, I could be doing worse.

Deception is a very destructive tool the devil uses to get his way with you. Unless we have the knowledge of God in our heart, spirit, soul, and speech, we cannot recognize and defend family and ourselves when he attacks. Ephesians 6:1113 says we are to put on the whole armour of God that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places. Wherefore take unto you the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all to stand. How true this is each and every day for us that we must put it on. It is not automatically put on us just because we are Christians. Or going to church on Sunday and Wednesday. God expects us to work, and work requires us to do His word each day, which is His will. We must each day feed the word of God to our bodies to know how to fight each day spiritually. We face the world as soon as we step out into the world. If we are not feeding ourselves spiritual food, we are not nourishing ourselves for the spiritual battle we face every single day.

In Matthew 4:4, Jesus said, It is written, Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that proceedeth out of the mouth of God. Jesus is telling us right there that we feed our physical body vegetables and meat to stay alive. But to stay alive spiritually and fight daily spiritual battles, we must feed ourselves His word. Spiritual food is the word of God. This is a tool of warfare God has provided for His children, our instruction manual. This instruction manual, however, does not work unless we pick it up, read it, and apply it. I cannot stress how much Satan deceives us into stinking thinking. Satan tells us that just because we accepted Jesus into our hearts, we are good, free from troubles, and if a hard time tries to come our way, its not from God. That living a life not consistently learning and applying the word of God into our lives is really okay. That we really dont have pride because you dont want to get too religious. I speak of these things because this was the life I lived. This was the influence that was in my life from Christian adults. Christians who never once said No, thats not a good idea or No, you dont need to trade cars again. No, thats not what God says. I came from parents who just took us to church on Sunday and vacation bible school in the summer. This can look like you are doing such wonderful things for your children. Granted it is better than no church at all, but this is where Satan is deceiving. There was so much more that I needed to learn for myself, my family, and the world because how could I help anyone else if I had no foundation of knowledge to help myself. God was getting ready to allow me to be in a storm that would either strengthen or break me.

Now, the Lord has let my husband know that something is going to happen with our oldest son, but we are unaware of what it will be. Here there was a voice talking. We had an idea it was the Holy Spirit. However, that lack of knowledge to know what to do about it affected our next decision. The decision was we did nothing. People say they cant decide on something, but in fact, they are making a decision. The decision was to do nothing because we decided to do nothing.

Its 2009 and we have moved into a new house where I have always wanted to live. This was where my dad grew up, plus my grandmother still lives next door to where we put our house. So we are excited to start something new. Life is pouring blessings out on us. I think in the back of my mind, Im in a way saying See, going to church, disciplining my kids, not killing anybody, not cheating, not smoking or drinking makes me a Christian and everything is gonna be all right. Little did I know that in just a few short years, my way of thinking would drastically change.

Previous to us buying our new home, we knew about a resort location at a lake close by where you purchase property for campers or park models for a vacation getaway plus take part in all the amenities the resort had to offer. We were very interested in this, so we bought a camper. During this time, we also began to draw close to some family members of ours. We would get together by grilling, eating out, and as time passed on, our love for camping rubbed off on them, and we were eventually camping together. These times together drew us closer together as a family. There was a time when we would all go out to our place at the lake and stay and would have really good times together. Now, the other wife and myself were not so close. Not because I wasnt trying or desiring to but there were several times of just no interest in coming to our times of gathering, she would sit them out. In the years before this, she and I were not close due to some hurtful situations of a girl-on-girl crime of her and another sister-in-law coming against me, but I looked over the past and was trying once again. This began to cause some problems because I was beginning to feel left out, unimportant, and just not cared about. Plus it was getting to where it just wasnt enjoyable anymore. It was as though I was a third wheel to all these guys.

During all this time of being with our family in this way, there was that little voice talking to me again like I mentioned before. It wasnt so much an audible voice. The words were not really clear, but I knew something was saying that certain things just werent right. Its an intense feeling of somethings not right. As though its a strong nudge in a certain direction. My husband and I had begun to change from who we were into living a lifestyle, acting, talking, doing like this other couple. I knew this would not end up good, but where was my foundation, where was the word of God to give me the knowledge to know how to handle this. I needed a backbone to stand on truth and righteousness, but I was clueless. I needed to recognize the deception, stand up for what is right. When was I taking the time to feed my spirit, I didnt have this. I had not been feeding myself; I had been living by bread alone. God says, Man shall not live by bread alone but by every word that comes out of the mouth of God (Matthew 4:4). I only had this strong feeling of whats going on. What do I do with this! We were starting to change. After several events, the last one was not too long after we bought our motorcycle. Which was never on our list of things to do until we became intrigued by the bike the other couple had. It was April 16, 2013, and after four years of event after event going on and my husband and I falling away from church, listening to Christian music, beginning to think about participating in things, we full well knew better than to the Lord got ahold of me in a big way like a mighty rushing wind.

We had driven to this same couples house. This year, I also have two dreams. The first one is about our oldest son. At this current time, he is in our local civil air patrol (CAP) where he meets at our local airport and studies airplanes, military, etc. A trip to a military base in our state was planned with the CAP that Tyler was going to participate in. Of course, as a mom, I was concerned. He would be a couple hours from home, on unfamiliar grounds with unfamiliar people. A week before he was set to go, I had a dream. A dream that was disturbing I didnt understand or know what to do with, nor did my husband. The setting was in the country on a dirt road with woods on the right side of the road. My husband and I were walking down this road, and I knew that it was on a military base because there were soldiers around. While we were slowly walking down the road, we heard a scream. We stopped, turned to the right, and went running toward the woods. That was where it got so bad. Before us was our oldest son on his knees on the ground, crying, yelling, with his eyes of nothing but blood. A solid-black figure on each side of him holding his arms, which were demons and a grim reaper behind him. We were paralyzed. We stared upon this helpless, not knowing what to do, what was going on. Questioning is he hurting but where, why the blood, why the demons, why the grim reaper, what do we get from this! But we could do nothing, and I woke up. Questions continued to rise the next day, the next to the next. What is this about? Maybe we shouldnt send him on this trip, or should we? Is there danger at this military base for him? Is it something else?