A night of deep spiritual warfare, when my inner Leviathan rose to release what had been buried for over twenty years. God allowed someone from my past to return — not to reopen wounds, but to serve as a sacred instrument to unlock my heart. From the root chakra to the highest realm of the Spirit, emotions erupted, energy surged, and my soul trembled between chaos and divine light. But in the end, I understood: it wasn’t destruction — it was divine healing. All the glory belongs to God, for only He can turn the abyss into a fountain of eternal life.
