An Intercessor and some of her battle tactics:

 We prayed over our house and anointed every door, window and bed. We put a handkerchief with oil on it under the fitted sheets of the beds. We redid this every 2-3 months. 

Every night before I go to bed I repent of my sins of thought, word, and deed, and every sin of omission and commission (1^st part of the attack prayer). I then anoint myself with oil. I do my forehead, jaw, and my heart—the areas where I get attacked most. 

Every night I sleep with my Bible up against my back. Every time I feel I’m under attack, I pray the attack prayer that Pastor Roberts wrote. 

I went to www.crosswalk.com and used their Bible study tool to research scriptures that pertain to my problem.  Read these aloud during your prayer time. Try memorizing the ones that really speak to your heart. 

I pray and bind my healing and deliverance to myself, daily. 

I pray, “Lord, I break the bonds that tie me to anything and everything that is not of You.” 

I rebuke any retaliation that Satan tries to send against me, in the name of Jesus. 

I bind all transference of evil into my life, in the name of Jesus. 

When I need God to move quickly or I desperately need an answer to something, I fast. 

I consistently spend time reading the Bible and praying—every day. 

I rebuke and refuse to listen to any negative thoughts of my own or negative words spoken by others against me or what I’m seeking from God. “For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal but mighty in God for pulling down strongholds, casting down arguments and every high thing that exalts itself against the knowledge of God, bringing every thought into captivity to the obedience of Christ” (2 Cor. 10:4–5). 

Ultimately, I pursue God’s plan, His will, His glory over and above anything I think I need or want. Giving Him glory is my main desire and purpose. “Though He slay me, yet will I trust in Him” (Job 13:15)!

John Wesley was riding along a road one day when it dawned on him that three whole days had passed in which he had suffered no persecution. Not a brick or an egg had been thrown at him for three days. Alarmed, he stopped his horse, and exclaimed, “Can it be that I have sinned, and am backslidden?” Slipping from his horse, Wesley went down on his knees and began interceding with God to show him where, if any, there had been a fault. A rough fellow, on the other side of the hedge, hearing the prayer, looked across and recognized the preacher. “I’ll fix that Methodist preacher,” he said, picking up a brick and tossing it over at him. It missed its mark, and fell harmlessly beside John. Whereupon Wesley leaped to his feet joyfully exclaiming, “Thank God, it’s all right. I still have His presence.” —J. G. Morrison.