Roll them sleeves up and get to work Dave.
Ever have a pile of work that needs to be cleaned up. With a bunch of different things in your way?
Where to start, am I right?
I started to write the ‘official’ service a few different times and each time I would scratch it off. I jut could not get the flow going.
A few days after being asked I had a spiritual attack late at night well after falling asleep. Seems like the devil and his crew did not want me to do this particular thing for God.
They started in like they usually do, trying to use the dark to scare me and my flesh as an accomplice.
As I went to confront them I was going to turn on the light and grab my bible and fire off a few rounds, you know, as an attention getter right across the bow.
But as I was reaching for the light I stopped and looked right at them and said, “Hey, you can’t use the dark any more.”
They looked right at me and I said, “Yeah, I see you and you can’t use the dark to scare me any more. It has no power over me, didn’t your boss let you know, didn’t you get the memo?”
Then my flesh revolted and I started to have waves of goose bumps run up and down my body from my toes all the way to the top of my scalp. They really felt like waves too and I was aware of my flesh for the first time being in cahoots with those unclean spirits.
So I laid there, in the dark and said out loud, “The blood of Jesus purifies me of all my sin, the blood of Jesus covers me, the blood of Jesus gives me the authority to tell you to leave and by His name you have to leave.”
They know me now, and they know that I know that they know, they gotta go.
I always liked this verse from the bible.
“15 And the evil spirit answered and said, “Jesus I know, and Paul I know about; but who are you?” Acts 19:15
I believe I know who I am now, in Christ, and those things that visit me in the night know me now too and are taking the chance of getting their little tails singed off coming into the light like that.
The darkness is nothing now. Actually, in the dark is where I go to be in the Fathers Presence. “Well before light”, as the bible says.
I reached up and turned on my reading light and opened my bible and started to read, I can’t remember where I was reading but as I was reading I was talking to the Father and telling him, “Thank You for showing me what the dark really is and training me through that.”
As I talked to him the more and more it became clearer and clearer that I understood the darkness and how God uses that in our lives.
Just like everything else that God made and has been used inappropriately through this fallen world the dark can be a good thing when you see it the way God sees it.
I wasn’t freaked out like I used to get when that would happen and I took it as a confirmation that I was right where I needed to be for God, for my uncle and for my aunt , cousins and family.
But I wasn’t any closer to having a specific vibe for how Lorenzo’s service needed to be.
I relayed my struggles to my cousin who shared some more stories about how particular my uncle was about most things. From what he liked to eat to how you had to be very neat and clean if you borrowed his car.
It was Thanksgiving week and the service would be Friday the day after. (It just dawned on me that Friday after is ‘black Friday’ for shoppers.)
I would have a couple more days to get my stuff together.
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