Sunday, March 9, 2014
Satan is a Spiritual Bully
I don't usually wear dark purple eyeshadow to church, but today I slathered it on. As I was pushing the brush hard onto my eye lids I said to myself "warpaint." I put on my biggest heaviest earrings and I said again to myself, "She-Ra, warrior princess!"
Before I dozed off last night I was praying for my pastors wife who was preaching today, for my pastor and friend ministering over seas, and for my friends and my family. Last night we were all attacked in some vicious way or another. All completely unrelated scenarios, all around the same time. I woke up at 12am with sheer anxiety and doom, it rattled me, and at the same time my daughter came in crying with a nightmare. (Not a coincidence!) It took me an hour to shake off the feeling and I woke up, after a highly disrupted sleep, to text messages about others who received major darts from the enemy last night.
So when I woke up this morning, I felt my self say "I'm getting really tired of these attacks, I'm not sure I can put up with it any more." That's when God came in and said "You don't have to!"
Darn right we don't!
When I was around the age of 14, my younger brother burst through the doors after school bawling his eyes out. He could barely talk. "There were these guys, and every time I cut through the park to get home from school, they attack me. Today they chased me all the way home."
I have always been a very mild tempered person, but I was ticked. "Where they at!?' I asked. "In the alley" my brother said.
I marched out of my house down the street, through the park and to the alley, and sure enough there were those bullies, who happened to be a grade older than I was. I yelled after them "hey! You!!" They stopped and turned around. I marched in a giants pace, my ponytail swaying in the momentum, I grabbed the biggest guy by his shirt and looked into his eyes.
"YOU LEAVE MY BROTHER ALONE, IF YOU KEEP BUGGING HIM I'M GONNA HURT YOU, AND EVEN IF I'M NOT STRONG ENOUGH TO, I HAVE FRIENDS WHO ARE!"
I'm not sure if it was my violently swinging ponytail, or my painted on BLUE eyeshadow that did it, but they apologized on the spot, walked away and never bothered my brother again.
So I put on my war paint again this morning, which was just an outward expression of my rage at the enemy on the inside and I marched into church. WE DON'T HAVE TO PUT UP WITH THIS ANYMORE! I announced to as many people who would hear me. "We don't have to be intimidated, we don't have to avoid the alley, or expect an attack every time we step out into action, we don't!"
We have the authority to march into the enemies alley and demand HIM to go! And if we don't have all the strength ourselves to defeat him we have a big God that will clear the way!
Behold, I have given you authority to tread on serpents and scorpions, and over all the power of the enemy, and nothing shall hurt you. LUKE 10:19