One night a little over a year ago, I was
sitting at my house minding my own business. It had been a very busy day at the
church making sure that everything was lined out for the children, teachers and
outside workers. It was now time to relax and enjoy the evening.
As I sat on the sofa working on the, "Digging a Well book, and
waiting for Steve to get home from locking up the church, I heard a noise. I
listened very intently thinking it was the cat which hangs out in my back yard, that is always
trying to catch a bird for his next meal. I heard the noise again and almost
froze in my tracks. Is there someone outside? What shall I do?
As I sat frozen on the sofa wondering if I was
still possibly imagining this, I heard his voice. I instantly knew it was definitely
someone. I was filled with fear and wondered if I could possibly make it
through this event. Next I was filled with doubt. I began to think it was going
to be impossible. I was sure he could overpower me at this point. How could I
stop him from entering in? Suddenly the scripture
came to my mind
For
God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a
sound mind. Be not thou therefore ashamed of the testimony of our Lord, nor of
me his prisoner: but be thou partaker of the afflictions of the gospel
according to the power of God; Who hath saved us, and called us with an holy
calling, not according to our works, but according to his own purpose and
grace, which was given us in Christ Jesus before the world began, (II Timothy
1:7-9)
Instantly I realized my need to focus.
It was time to focus on the Lord and realize that he was there to take
all the fear and doubt away. He was
there to fill me with assurance, hope, faith, and a peace that passes all our
understanding.
He did just that, at the very moment that I needed it. The
noise I heard and the voice I had heard had now entered into my house and was
getting closer by the moment. It was
when I turned to the Lord and asked him to fill me once again with himself that
I realized he was instantly gone.
If I were asked to identify him in a lineup it wouldn't be hard. You could probably identify him pretty easily
yourself. I am sure he has tried to
break into your house also, just as he did mine.
He is none other than Satan himself.
The night he showed up at my house he was trying to rob me and keep me
from writing the "Digging a Well" book. He has come back many times and haunted me
and each time he returns, he is told the same thing, "The word of God is sharper than any two-edged sword and I am not afraid to use it, because I know the Lord
my God will carry me through this fear and doubt." I was very aware that this fear and doubt could stop me in my tracks and keep me from moving forward with publishing what I felt the Lord had laid on my heart to do.
I'm thankful to say I was nearly robbed but the thief was caught before
he could get away with the item he came after.
What is it that he is trying to rob from you? It could be a book, your job, your
marriage or something else of spiritual value.
Are you ready for him whenever he sneaks up on you? Do you have the word of God close enough by
your side, that at any given moment you can whirl the darts at him and make him
flee? If not, you better get ready
because I was almost robbed, and you could be next.
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