Based On a True Story

God: She says she has forgiven her mother. I believe her. Do you not remember i am the one who knows the heart of men? I created them.
Satan: So she says...What if you were to put her mother in front of her...then would she still feel the same? Just a while ago, she was thinking of what she would do, and then the adrenaline ran through her body; you really think she would be at peace?
God: I am certain, don't you think i know my own children? She has so much to go...I know that for sure, but she will not fail if she were tested.
Satan: So then, you give me permission?
God: Do what you have to do. But don't kill her
Satan: Allright then.

Ester had been feeling queasy all day. What she was about to do was not an easy task but she knew she had to do it. On her way to her cousin Ruth's house she started feeling a sort of uneasiness she couldn't understand. She had been thinking and asking herself, what will i do if my mother were standing in front of me...? She started feeling butterflies in her stomach as if she were to see a loved one but this wasn't a loved one. Her mother had hated her all her life. Why ? Ester had never understood, but she knew that God was helping her heal. She remembered the previous times her mother had confronted her. How the "witch" would insult her, not caring a bit for Ester. It seemed as if Ester had never been her daugther. Why such hatred? Ester asked herself. She shook the toughts of in her head and concentrated on the rode. She was almost at Ruth's house.

Ester took a deep breath before going in. She knew she had insulted Ruth's husband but, nevertheless, she had decided to ask for forgiveness. This was her purpose for the visit. Her unexpected visit.

Ruth was surprised to see her. Her loving face showed Ester that they had already forgiven her. But she procceeded to make the act complete. As soon as everyone sat down on the kitchen table, Ester began to tell her story. She began from the moment she had insulted Ruth's husband and ended with a testimony that God had put on her heart. She described that her mother had always hated her but God had helped her seek emotional healing. She said with a victorious voice that she no longer hated her mother. She had been guilty of hatred, but now she was no longer under its influence. She had been set free.

Meanwhile:
Demon:The lord has told me there is still one more task.
Hatred: What now...who is it?
Demon : It is Ester's mother. Hatred, put in her heart to go to Ruth's house. This is going to get fun.
Hatred: What is the purpose? What do you want me to do to Ester?
Demon: Do whatever you please, our lord has only prevented us to kill.
Hatred: It will be my pleasure.

Angel: Has Ester prayed today?
Angel #2: She has, but she does not know the test ahead of her...how would you expect to pray for something you don't know?
Angel: You're right...Is it only the two of us? You know we will be fighting not only against Hatred but the others within that woman.
Angel #2: I know. That is why we must pray. May the LORD give us strenght.

Ester's mother sat across from her. She had only been there for five minutes and already she was causing trouble. It had been a coincidence. Nobody had told the witch that Ester was there. It was a pure coincidence.

The angels were comforting Ester at this time. She was to need it for the next test. This was not enough yet. Who knew how far Hatred will go to achieve its purpose. Ester's heart was peaceful but she knew she had to leave. She had a feeling that things will not end well. As she was leaving Ester discreetly took out her cell phone and pressed 911, just in case she was to need it. She was walking to her car when she heard the witch's voice behind her. "Hold on, i need to tell you something!" When Ester turned around her mother attacked her. She layed her hands on her face and started scratching her, punching her, leaving her marked and bruised. "leave me alone!" Ester proclaimed, the only thing she could do was to scratch back. Otherwise, the witch would have killed her.

The angels couldn't do anything. This was not a war against flesh and Blood, it was against Demons. Ester needed to say the name of Jesus.

Ester shouted, "I'm going to call the police! Get away from me!" But while she said this, the witch took the phone from her hands and put it in her own pocket. Ester was trapped, the only way out was for someone to call for help. Or at least someone who will borrow their cell phone to her. And so it happened. There was a man at the distance who let Ester call the police, this caused her mother to flee into a neighbor's home.

Hatred: What is wrong with her? How come she did not fight back as always?!! I am furious. I despise her. She will be MINE. Spirit of liars come forth!
Liar: Ahh so you need me once again....what do you want me to do?
Hatred: Think fast. This battle is not over yet...Make up lies so that the police will be confused.
Liar: I have perfect Lies my dear...Don't you worry.

Ester was relieved when she saw the police officer. But as soon as he stepped out the witch ran behind her speaking histerically.
"She attacked me! She attacked me! look at my face! I was just going to ask her something about my grandmother and she turned around and attacked me! I don't know why she hates me so!"

The angels could not help at all...the only thing they did was give Ester the tranquility and wisdom she needed to be able to speak to the policeman.

It was a war between evil and good. It was a test that was sent out to spiritually kill Ester. It was a battle that Ester won. Despite the horrible scratches that the "witch" had, the policeman saw something different in Ester. God gave him the spirit of discernment and gave him the ability to understand who was speaking the truth. Altough in the end it was obvious...Ester dialed her own cell phone number that her mother had taken away, and as it turned out, it was hidden in that neighbor's house were the witch had been moments earlier.

It was around eleven a'clock when Ester arrived at her friend's house. She had been beaten, mistreated, she could not understand why her mother had so much hatred towards her. She began crying, not because she was sad, but because she felt sorry for her own mother. She felt sorry for that witch that has always wanted to see her suffer. She told her friend, "When i think about all that happened, i am amazed at how God gave me patience. You know i easily get mad. Yet, this time, i felt such peace. I kept on remembering when Jesus was being tortured. And i realized that he went through so much worse things than i have been. So i stayed silent...Silent as a lamb."

Demon: What have you done!? What happened?
Hatred: It was the angels. They were with her all the time. I don't understand, they couldn't do anything. Tell the lord that he has lost this one. She is not the same anymore. She will regret! I will hunt her down!
Demon: Shutup idiot. I don't want to think what the lord has to say about this. I will blame you!
Hatred: Next time i will get her...Next time.
Demon: hahahha, will there be a next time? Now that the other god has seen that she truly has changed, would he let us mess with her? You have LOST hatred...you have LOST.

12For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.
Ephesians 6:12