Romans 8:1-11

"Therefore there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus. For the law of the Spirit of life in Christ Jesus has set you free from the law of sin and of death. For what the Law could not do, weak as it was through the flesh, God did: sending His own Son in the likeness of sinful flesh and as an offering for sin, He condemned sin in the flesh, so that the requirement of the Law might be fulfilled in us, who do not walk according to the flesh but according to the Spirit. For the mind set on the flesh is death, but the mind set on the Spirit is life and peace, because the mind set on the flesh is hostile toward God; for it does not subject itself to the law of God, for it is not even able to do so, and those who are in the flesh cannot please God. However, you are not in the flesh but in the Spirit, if indeed the Spirit of God dwells in you. But if anyone does not have the Spirit of Christ, he does not belong to Him. If Christ is in you, though the body is dead because of sin, yet the spirit is alive because of righteousness. But if the Spirit of Him who raised Jesus from the dead dwells in you, He who raised Christ Jesus from the dead will also give life to your mortal bodies through His Spirit who dwells in you." Romans 8:1-11

There is just so much in the New Testament that talks about the Spirit. This topic of "living in the spirit" is always on my mind. I can't stop thinking about it. I live in a human body, but I have come to realize that most of my life I have seen things that fleshly eyes cannot see. You have to live according to the spirit in order to truly see. This whole concept excites and terrifies me all at once.
The more I see through the spirit, the more that I realize that God has been leading me into this point and place in my life. As a little girl, I couldn't grasp that or even think about understanding that. Growing up I just thought that I was an odd person. But, now I realize that I was seeing what a lot of people couldn't see. Not, that they "couldn't" exactly, but more of that they didn't want to see. That saddens me, but then again if people aren't ready, then it is best for them not to see what is really going on around them.
I am not a "demon under every rock" type of person at all. Believe me, the only things that live under rocks are bugs and maybe little animals...
Anyway, when I was about twelve I started having visions and seeing things. It became so constant that my physical eye sight was affected. So, unfortunately, I had to start wearing glasses. I hated them! Well, I went through a point in my life when I didn't want to see any more "spiritual" things. My eye sight got better. Ok, I am NOT a doctor, so I can't give you any kind of medical answer for this, that's why I choose to live on faith. But, anyway, I stopped wearing my glasses for a while and I went to the doctor and they said that my eyes were "correcting themselves." Odd, right?
Well, I moved to good old Indiana!!!! My family started going to this amazing church and the first service I was there God spoke to me, just as if someone had come up to me and said something, I laughed it off and seriously forgot about it for about three years, until I was reminded again. But, yeah, that's a totally other story that I won't even go in to. But, anyway, that night there was another service and at the end I went up for prayer. I ended up surrendering myself back to God. Don't get me wrong, I have been a Christian since I was like five, but like I was saying before, I was holding a part of myself back from God. Then, after that night, I started to see visions and see "stuff" (I really can't think of a better way to describe it to you) and my vision started to become "unbalanced" again. You know, the odd part is I never truly thought that my "seeing in the spirit" had anything to do with the way my physical eyes kept jumping from good to bad.
So, this went on for a long time. But, I got hurt. It had to do with what I was seeing. I was having these dreams and I would witness these dreams happen in real life. I was told this was bad and so I backed away from anything "supernatural" and decided to live in the natural. I stopped having dreams and visions again and my eye sight got better.
I think about it now and it really suprises me that I couldn't understand what was going on with me. I just took it all as being normal.
But, finally, I was able to forgive and forget and I was healed from any "wounds" I had. It wasn't easy. I came to the church one day by myself and up in the prayer room I repented and asked God to open my eyes again. I also asked Him to open my ears again as well. When I cannot see "spiritually" I cannot hear as well. This time I knew I was in it for "the long haul." I asked Him to be my teacher. The first thing He did in answer to my prayer was open my ears. I heard the angels sing a song about Victory. Yeah, it flipped me out. I'm sorry, but some things I hear and see just don't get normal.
Anyway, why am I saying all of this??? Okay, because I want you to know that seeing through the spirit isn't easy. I pay a physical price for it. Don't ask me why it is that way for me, I seriously don't know. I think it has a lot to do with sacraficing the flesh in order to live by the spirit. There have been times I have completely blacked out. It may have to do with the intensity of what I was seeing, I really don't know. But, if this is my life, I am willing to live with this. I want to see and live in the spirit. I probably made it sound like a bad thing by describing what I have had to deal with, but it isn't at all. It is wonderful. Do I completely understand how it works? Heck, no! But, that's ok. I'm going after God, that's the bottom line. You know what? It's so rewarding.
Once I prayed for a lady when I was in canada. There were a bunch of people in this house church pastored by an amazing couple who truly hear from God. Down in there basement this lady wanted me to pray for her, she didn't say what for but I knew she was sick. She had cancer. I could see the tumor spiritually and I prayed for her. She was healed. It was all God. He told me what was wrong, He showed me what it was, and He just chose to use me that day. Isn't God amazing! If my eyes hadn't been opened I wouldn't have seen what was wrong in that basement in a little town in Canada.
What are you seeing through today? Just the physical eyes you were born with? You know there is more. You can receive it if you want it, but you have to ask for it. Ask God today. Don't expect to see right away. Believe me, I see little bit by little bit as time goes by. God will give you what you can handle. Do you want it?