During an afternoon nap I had a nightmare. I dreamt that I arrived at my mom's new home and took a right turn to a living room where tv was on. I noticed my brother Gary asleep but still sitting upright. I went to turn off the tv but the jingling of the keys in my hand woke him up. He became very angry with me for attempting to turn off the tv. I chose not to argue and left to enter my mom's new white on white kitchen, only to find that someone had painted over the white cabinets with deep purple paint. The brushstrokes were very sloppy and unfinished. I found out that Gary was oblivious to this mess, and also found out that my grown nephew Charlie, who had briefly lived with mom a few years before, was responsible. I tried to strangle him but stopped because I knew it would kill him, but he was not a human; he was an aerosol spray can. I then went to beyond the backyard. In the distance it appeared that a small group of people were molesting a boy. I tried to approach them but they all ran away. The only evidence left was a pants button in the dirt, broken in two. Then an older woman with white hair rushed at me with outstretched arms. I put both hands on her forehead and immediately began shouting for the demon to come out of her in Jesus' name. It neutralized her but nothing came out. Then I woke up crying loudly.

This was the dream, but the actual Spiritual attack was not over! I texted Gary to wish him a Happy 4th of July. He texted that he had become Vegan and is now much healthier. I texted that I was more concerned about his soul. He texted that he believes that he will keep coming back each life in a new body. I texted him 6 separate scriptures to defend my Faith before his attacks stopped. I later cried again because my brother who was raised to believe in the Bible and in Jesus now rejects them totally!