When a man tells a woman he feels like he married the wrong woman. She starts to position herself in his life. She starts to imagine what it would be like living in his home. Taking care of his kids. Driving his car. Creating a world that involves only him and her.
The strange woman is not after your husband. They’re after a lifestyle that they desire to have with your husband. The enemy presents a billboard promise. He stages it out in the strange woman mind. Then without knowing she has a desire to covet the lifestyle of the wife.
She is an antagonist but she can’t see it. All see sees the life she wants to have while the married man continues to allow her to drain him of his life force without knowing. This will become recognizable physically his appearance will change, and his eyes will become empty like a car without fuel in its tank. His behavior will change towards the children he love and the wife he made vows with. Suddenly neglected and abandonment will fill his home the wife must understand the enemy uses the spirit of the strange to make the home go in drought, lack, and the head is MIA (missing in action).
This is how a home is destroyed by adultery. The married man vision has to be contorted from truth. He begin to see life with the affair partner as his truth. Satan is now walking him on a leash and he is unaware he is being used like a ventriloquist dummy.
This is the deaf and dumb spirit being made present.
It’s not so much about the man but moreso about the lifestyle she can have. The target isn’t the married man per-say. It’s the life the man bring to her table. She robs the man without him knowing it of his very own life. The spirit of the strange woman target the destiny of the man so he will not obtain Gods best or at least be delayed from it for a while.
If the standing wife doesn’t understand this she will continuously fight in prayer the wrong way. The enemy uses the strange woman to target the standing spouse more than he does the prodigal spouse.
You must decipher what is going on so you won’t dull your sword in prayer.
Ask me how I know?
I once was this woman.
—Jacie Hutchins