I am 81 years old, which (I have noticed) is the ae at whick the people who ar around me a lot seem to be expecting to staraat to fall apart. I am claiming Psalm 91 and Psalm 103 on a daily basis, and sometimes more often, and I expect it to be alive in my life and not to return to Him void. I was talking with friends at a Womn’s Ministries meeting, and I realized that my speech was getting slurred and I was not able to express my thoughts, and my words were coming out all jumbled up. I was, however, able to come against the enemy in my thoughts, and I was telling him to take his hands off me. I kept speaking the word, Psalm 91 and 103, and commanding the devil to take his hands off me. There was a lot of fear and consternaaaaaation in the group and many of the women wanted me to see a doctorrr immediately. I wanted to rely on the Great physician, so I got my friend to get me out of there. There are not enough characters here to finish the story, but I am healed and whole, the accord
