I'm going to start with the ghosty one first, because I'll need a palate cleanser afterwards. Also I'll put my thoughts below so that it easier to skip over if you don't want to see the details.
I'll admit that for a time; probably while I was in high school to a little bit afterwards, where I really enjoyed watching a bunch of the different ghost hunter shows. They were interesting and you often got to see neat old buildings that the hunters were scoping out. There were also some pretty creepy things at times. I did get to the point where I could no longer watch them, realized they were extremely bad for me on multiple levels (spiritual particularly). But one of the things that I could never understand was that in some of the haunting retelling stories (where it was clear a family was dealing with demons) that in their retellings, even if they said they were Christian, their first reaction was never to pray or call out for the Lord. Like my first reaction would be. There have been times in my dreams, where I would believe that I had demonic attacks. The very first thing that I did during either of the two that I've dealt with, was call out for Jesus and praying. The next things that I do is put on some hymns/worship music and read some of my Bible.
The first one that I had was extremely intense. It literally felt like I was having a knife put in my face and woke up trying to hide my face in my pillow, calling out (trying to, it was hard to get out, which just makes me further think that it was a true attack and not just a nightmare) for Jesus Christ.
The more recent one, (which is actually while I'm writing this post in the first place) it happened just the other night. It wasn't quite as intense as the other one. But still enough to immediately turn to Jesus when I realized what was happening. I woke up from the feeling of being thrown towards a wall. And again, my first instinct was to turn to Jesus. To call out his name, to pray, to read the Bible and listen to worship music. All of it bringing me such comfort.
