In this part of my deliverance journey, I continue to share how spiritual warfare intertwined with everyday struggles, job losses, rejection, and delay, and how God used these experiences to strengthen my faith and teach me spiritual warfare.
When the Breakthrough Turned into a Burden
You might be thinking, “Of course, if you fail to report changes to the tax authorities, consequences will follow.” That was exactly my thought too at first. I blamed myself for being too isolated, for not knowing certain things, and for expecting divine intervention in practical matters. What I didn’t realize then was that even this confusion had been programmed spiritually.
Soon, my job became more of a financial and emotional burden than a blessing. Despite the progress, I was still under heavy spiritual attack. Many nights I prayed until late, only to sleep for two or three hours before heading to work.
At work, rumours began circulating that the project I was working on would soon be fully absorbed by the company. That meant permanent positions would be created, a chance for me to finally become a full-time employee. I saw this as my long-awaited opportunity.
I declared a 10-day fast, believing God for favor. But before the fast even ended, I received a call from my recruiting agency: my contract would be terminated in two months. I was told an official letter would follow.
Sitting on the train after that call, I remember whispering to God, “Maybe You have special children, and I’m not one of them.” Of course, I later repented for that thought because God loves us all, equally.
Back to the Wilderness
After one year and three months of working, I couldn’t even afford to buy anything worth €100 at once. Holidays, new clothes, or shoes were out of the question. Every small breakthrough was quickly consumed by debts or unexpected problems.
Two months later, I left the job – unemployed, in debt, and lonely once again. My only consolation was that I had worked for a reputable international company. Eventually, the tax authority offered partial debt relief and a fair repayment plan due to my unemployment.
But once again, I found myself at square one, sending out job applications, facing rejection after rejection.
Dreams are real
There were many spiritual attacks during this time that I’ll share in future writings. But two specific events stood out vividly.
The first involved a promising opportunity with a well-known multinational organization. I was thrilled, it felt like my big breakthrough had finally arrived. It was during another period of prayer and fasting, and I was spiritually prepared this time.
The night before the interview, however, I had a disturbing dream. I found myself in my childhood hometown at a local football ground where local council job interviews were being held. These were simple jobs, requiring no qualifications, and the process was informal. When it was my turn, the interviewer, someone familiar from my village smiled and said in my local language, “You are one of us. Congratulations, you’ve got the job.”
When I woke up, I knew it wasn’t a good dream and prayed. Still, I went for the interview determined. I declared Joshua 1:3 over the building: “Every place that the sole of your foot shall tread upon, that have I given unto you.”
The interview went perfectly, and I was told I’d receive feedback within three days. One week passed, then two, then five. When I finally followed up, I was told that while I had performed well, the hiring managers couldn’t agree, so they chose another candidate.
What shocked me was learning that they had recalled a previously rejected candidate and hired them instead. I froze.
Another Attempt, Another spiritual Battle
Shortly after, another opportunity came through. Once again, I was told I was the final option after other candidates had failed to meet expectations. I did well in the first interview and was invited for the second.
Determined to win this time, I decided to fast a dry fast and prayed through the nights, even choosing to sleep upright on a chair to avoid any dreams. But on the morning of the interview, around 4 a.m., I dozed off briefly and immediately dreamt of being in my village, talking with a relative. By the way, I last visited my village 25years ago.
I woke up woke up and begun shandering (praying in tongues), but a familiar fear gripped me. No matter how much I prayed or fasted, these dreams followed me before every major opportunity.
Two months later, the company’s talent acquisition officer called and said they had chosen an employee, someone unqualified for the role. I was told it had been “a difficult decision.” I hung up the phone, feeling numb.
I broke down that day – not out of anger, but exhaustion. I had nothing left but faith.
From Rejection to Revelation
After that final disappointment, I decided to stop applying for jobs and instead seek God wholeheartedly. The Lord began leading me into deeper study, not just of the Bible, but also of books written by people who had gone through similar spiritual battles.
I began to understand that my delays were not failures but training. Each rejection stripped away self-reliance and replaced it with spiritual insight. I also discovered a love for reading – something I had once despised. It became part of my daily routine, feeding my spirit and renewing my mind.
I was still aware of my age, of the ticking clock on marriage and career, but I now trusted that God was in control. I was learning to rest in His timing, not mine.
In conclusion
Deliverance is not always loud, most it’s quiet, painful, and deeply personal. It’s in those moments of rejection, loneliness, and confusion that God refines our faith. I learned that true deliverance is not just freedom from spiritual attack, but freedom from fear, doubt, and self-blame.
When everything around you falls apart, that’s when God begins to build what will last.
