I moved my office into a different room in my house Saturday
and for two days I was unable to find my Scriptures. I uncovered them this
morning and it is such a good feeling to have them back. I can certainly pray
without those books and think happy uplifting thoughts without them, but to
study them I must have them in hand. My Bible was still opened to the scripture I was
reading when the people who had agreed to help me with the heavier things
arrived.
“For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities,
against powers, against the rulers of darkness of this world, against spiritual
wickedness in high places.” (Ephesians
6:12)
In other words we wrestle against unseen things, which know
what the stakes are and want to detour us from reaching the gates of Heaven. How well I remember when I was as a teen, Pistol
Stearns teaching our Sunday School class and asking what Satan looks like. “Is
he dressed in a red underwear and carrying a pitchfork? Does he have a pointed tail
and horns on his head? If he did we would surly know him.”
Some of us even then
would still follow him because the way back to God seems so hard and Heaven
seems so far away. Evil is so cleaver. “You
messed up too bad. You’ll never get to Heaven now. Come with me,” it says.
Most of us got to that point because of those unseen things
that appear good but lead us away from the straight and narrow path. “I’m all
right I can still see the path,” we say. Then one day we realize we are too far
away to get back without hardship. Been there done that and I bet you have
also. Paul certainly did and he thought he WAS doing the right thing. The Lord
knew his heart and what he desired. Paul may have even been like my dad sitting
out in the bushes with his shotgun praying, “Lord help me see who is cutting my
fence so I can shoot at them.” Paul might have been praying, “Lord help me find
those horrible Christians so I can kill them.”
Evil is so cleaver that most of the time it appears good and
holy and righteous.
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