It’s a beautiful October morning, and I just completed my stretch of night-stays with my dad. I never know how I’ll be the day the professional caregivers take over to give me a break. I actually slept (from exhaustion) a couple of nights this week, and still heard my dad’s stirring, got up and helped him, then went right back to sleep. Today I’m alert. Some days I can be a borderline Zombie.
Alas, as one who is approaching old age myself, that pattern of immediate sleep after being awake doesn’t always surface. Last night I was wide awake for quite awhile after helping Dad.
So, sometimes I listen to Chinese, sometimes I think. I’ve found that in these past couple of years thinking in the middle of the night can lead to some anxiety, and that is anathema for me. I prefer to listen to Chinese.
Of course I pray. I repeat Scripture to myself when desperation sets in. God always answers. I figure if I cannot sleep there must be a purpose to that. It makes for exhausting days. Sometimes I feel barely alive.
When hard things happen we all react in various ways. For myself I decided to retreat, fortress, and retread. I felt the urgent need for a simpler, quieter life to manage my unavoidable destiny.
I am a widow now. I’m taking care of my parents. I’m processing difficult relationship alterations. I’m learning to take care of business and survive.
I think about death quite a bit, and that has opened a thought about my own existence and the days numbered for me. God numbers our days. Each and every one of us has days numbered by Him. That is an incredible comfort—a calm fog on a crisp morning.
As I withdrew from most of my past activity I didn’t really think about it being a death of my own in a way. It was, though. I chose to put to death many things in my life, just so I could manage the things necessary for me to go on with life.
One of the things I killed was my intense interest in current events. Having always been a political news junkie, mostly in light of Biblical prophecy, I became the opposite: I have no interest in the events of the world.
I became a cynic of Mainstream Media years ago. Now I “let” the Illuminati and the top of the pyramid dictate to the masses without raising an eyebrow of concern. The Beast system has always been there. Globalization is just another manifestation for this inevitable development.
The spiritual world is alive and well, and I am aware of it. The supernatural has always been natural for me. Example: I work at a hotel and I meet people from all over the world. I find it fascinating when people connect with me on a deeper level, not just perfunctory checking-in. I’ve been told all sorts of crazy things (you’d agree if I elaborated here) but there are definitely spiritual people, dark and light, that I encounter, and that experience is interesting. There is a dark force in this world, and it is pretty powerful.
As a believer I am fully confident in the promise: Greater is He that is in you, than he that is in the world. I’m thankful that I understand the source of that dark force and how it masks itself in a sweetness at times.
We are entering the dark season of the northern hemisphere, the dark season of Halloween, the dark season of blatant demonic activity. Some call it fantasy. I see and feel it for what it is.
The saddest thing is that as I study a new subject for me (East Asia) I am taken aback at the spiritual darkness, the oblivion to the demonic, the deception of the evil one. I see so many people claiming something righteous and living in absolute bondage to evil. That is hard.
Many cry Lord, Lord! God says that He “never knew them.” People can be forgiven for ignorance and lack of knowledge, but to purposefully bow to a false system, one that contradicts God’s Word, is living suicide.
The wood of the holly tree was used in witchcraft. Holly wood looks harmless but it has bewitching connotations.
I think about that as a huge metaphor for our existence. We are easily drawn in by deception. Satan is a liar and a cheater too! God says he is the father of lies.
Do you think any of us are above his ability to deceive?
Only those grounded in Truth will understand the lie. Those who live in deception have committed living suicide.
Lucifer is an angel of light. He is the devil, cast down from heaven, angry Satan in rebellion against the Most High. Let us be aware of his presence, his ability, and his schemes.
Being lulled in to that spiritual death of his domain is something we ALL must avoid. Remember that we are born into that spiritual death, and must place our faith in Christ to be reborn.
I may have “died” recently to my past life of being a family with Brian, but I am fully alive in a spiritual sense, fully aware of the battle that plays unseen by the eye. I chose to “die” to some things simply to begin again on a different level, accommodate new circumstances, survive. I’m living, but part of who I am died. It will never be the same again.
Prayer is a mighty weapon, and I encourage you to wield it unsparingly. It is the main thing I use in my new life. I’ve seen its effectiveness! Many, many battles are still being fought, though, and I do not claim victory in any sense. I can only trust that God is at work. This I know.
Arm yourself against the darkness with Truth from God’s Word. Be ready to be SNATCHED for the Bridal Feast at any time! Don’t miss the Glorious Appearing of our Savior and Lord, Jesus Christ. Be ready. Lamps must be lit!
Come, Lord Jesus!
Maranatha!