Conrad Rocks | Spiritual Warfare, Supernatural Faith & Kingdom Living

It was a typical, busy Saturday afternoon at the mall. You know the scene—the smell of auntie anne's pretzels wafting through the air, the distant hum of hundreds of conversations, and the rhythmic clicking of shopping bags. Our friend Tom was walking by the food court when he noticed a man sitting all by himself, staring intensely down into his lukewarm coffee. Something deep inside Tom—that still, small voice of the Holy Spirit—said, "You should go talk to him." Tom kept walking, but the thought nagged at him like a pebble in his shoe. I should share Jesus with that man, he thought. But then, the "what-ifs" started screaming. What if he gets offended? What if I say the wrong thing and look like a total fool? As the internal debate raged, the man sat alone just twenty feet away, a soul in need hanging in the balance. Tom froze, paralyzed by uncertainty, and eventually, he just kept walking. Does that sound familiar? If we are being honest, we’ve all been in...

What if the whole world was being deceived and you were the only one who knew the truth? Have you ever actually felt like that? It is a heavy, isolating feeling. You are standing in a room, and everyone is nodding along to a lie, and your spirit is screaming, "No, that is not right!" But because the lie is popular, because it is comfortable, or because it is being pushed by someone with a lot of initials after their name, you are the one who ends up looking like the crazy person. I remember moments like that back in the 70s and 80s. This was long before we had a supercomputer in our pockets. Back then, if you wanted to know something, you had to go find a book. You had to spend hours in a library, smelling that old paper and dust, tracking down footnotes. I was always a curious kid—I loved to read, and I realized early on that knowledge was power. I remember being in a room where a specific argument was being made. Everyone else was in total agreement, but I had done the le...

  It was an ordinary Tuesday night when everything changed for Sarah. She had just gotten into bed after finishing up some work when suddenly a bright light shone through her bedroom window. She tried to get up but found herself completely paralyzed, unable to move or speak. The next thing she knew, Sarah was being levitated out of her bed and pulled feet-first through the window by an unseen force. Looking up, she saw a glowing, disc-shaped craft hovering ominously above her house. She was brought inside the strange ship and placed on a cold metal table in a room with blinding lights. Shadowy humanoid figures with large, oval eyes surrounded her. One of the creatures approached and, without warning, inserted a long needle into Sarah's arm, causing her to slip out of consciousness. When she awoke, Sarah was lying in the field behind her house. She was confused, disoriented, and there were strange, unexplained markings left on her skin. Wait a minute here. Are these creatures act...