For our struggle is not against flesh and
blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of
this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. Ephesians 6:12
Friday was a pretty good day for me. The office was quiet and I was able to get a lot of good work done. The sun was shining and the world from my little isolated spot on the hill was a joy, but elsewhere, that was not the case. I’ve cut myself off from the endless streams of media that seem to invade this world with its sensationalism and critical analysis of every move we make. I just don’t have the stomach or the desire for it. So I was unaware of the terrible atrocity that had taken place in Connecticut until much later when I chose to check in with my Facebook friends as I grabbed a late lunch. There I found the news plastered in numerous pleas for prayer by most of my FB friends and the righteous outrage of others. I consider it a blessing from the Lord that I didn’t learn of this until late because at my slow introverted pace of digesting information, the entirety of the news didn’t hit until Saturday morning when I was alone and able to deal with the grief that had surfaced in me in empathy for those mothers and families that had lost their children to tragedy. Though I can never know the depth of their pain, I do have some experience at losing a child to tragedy.
My heart breaks for the families who can no longer hold their children in their arms and who will be struggling to celebrate Christmas in just a few days amid the unopened presents of those who have been taken from them. But the family of the young man who did this have lost a daughter, sister, wife, mother and yes, a son, brother, nephew, and grandson. They will have to live with the stigma of those few moments Friday morning when all hell broke loose at the hands of their loved one. They won’t receive the kind of support and love that the other survivors will. At the grocery store and doctor’s offices, in their neighborhoods and clubs, people will see them as the family of the shooter instead of a grieving family. I am asking you to put aside your outrage and pray and support this family too.
This is a dark world we live in. From the very beginning,
the Evil One has manipulated and deceived us in his rebellion against of the
Lord. You may not feel comfortable talking about Satan or demons and spiritual
warfare, and believe me, he loves that! He takes great joy in humans taking
ownership of and explaining away his evil devices as we try to rout out, and thereby
in the future control, the psychological, sociological and physical aspects of
the human mind and will that he so expertly and quietly manipulates from behind
the veil of the spiritual realm. He thrives on the chaos he creates and he
loves that we take the credit for it because if we credited him, we would have
to admit that the spiritual realm and warfare is very real and very much beyond
our abilities. We can’t control it, so we take the easy way out and deny it.
But if we are willing to admit the root of evil that devised and undergirded
the terrible violence that took place in Connecticut, then we are identifying
and able to stand against the real enemy of innocence everywhere. I’m not
saying the young man isn’t responsible for his choice and actions. I’m saying
he was another pawn in Satan’s war against God. If we openly recognize the
devil as the source of violence and chaos, we could stand against him in the
power of God and run him out of our homes and our communities in the name of
Him who has already secured victory – Jesus Christ.
Joseph
was warned of the danger (like a gunshot echoing through a hallway) and escaped
with Mary and Jesus to Egypt. Innocent babies and toddlers were slaughtered all
in an effort to extinguish the Light of Heaven before He cast out the darkness
through his life, death and resurrection. Jesus was born, a helpless babe, at
night into a dark world bringing with him the hope, peace, joy and love we celebrate
during Advent. He is the Light of God we worship on Christmas Day. To the
normal human eye, Jesus looked like just any other innocent child, but to those
whom God chose to reveal the mystery, those able to see through the veil to the
spiritual realm, they saw the angels and the face of God in a manger of that
little town.
3 comments:
Beautifully and compassionately stated, as always, Maureen. May God's grace, mercy and peace continue to reign in your life.
Thank you Green Grandma.
Thank you Green Grandma.
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