A Dream

I had a dream last night that I was being attacked by Satan, but Satan was a twelve year old girl at my front door in the midst of all the kids from the youth group. It all started when there was a knock at my front door. I got up from being sick on the couch in Maggie's care and answered it. It was all the kids from the youth group. I asked what they wanted, but I couldn't understand anything they said. In the midst of the group there was one girl that I didn't recognize. Her eyes were really dark and that's what struck me at first, because they scared me. Her hair was brown and tied straight back into a pony tail. She stood about five foot I'd say. I asked her who she was and she straight out told me, "I'm Satan." She started handing me what looked like newspaper clippings encased in plastic with out-of-context verses written on them and was trying to get me to admit the "falsity" of my doctrines. She started to get in my face about it because I was being sarcastic toward her and I actually felt scared, so I yelled in my dream "get thee behind me Satan!" and "in Jesus name I order you to leave." She actually grabbed me and tried to push passed me and into my house where Maggie was, but I wrestled her (an amazingly strong little girl) back out, while still yelling "get out in the name of Jesus," and she finally disappeared. At that point I started to understand the kids from the youth group. They were asking if I was okay and if there was anything they could do. I thought about it for a second and then told them that yes, they could come over for a Bible study. So a few came in and a few, like Leah and Cyndi, went back to Leah's car to grab their Bibles. We started a study and then my alarm clock went off.