Called

I was called to preach "The Word,"
The I became absurd.
Falling into every trap,
With a bulls-eye on my back.
I've been choked in my sleep,
By spirit beings I could see.
They would sparkle in the dark,
Then, as I whispered "Jesus",
They would depart.
I've been haunted in my dreams,
I've levitated in my bed it seems,
I've been scared all of my life,
Of the truth beneath the lies.
Still, I believe in God,
I have comfort in his Staff and Rod.
What we see is only a part,
Of a bigger puzzle-
That's been there from the start.