“Saying, Touch not mine anointed, and do my prophets no harm.” Psalm 105:14-16
“Moreover, demons came out of many people, shouting, “You are the Son of God!” But he rebuked them and would not allow them to speak, because they knew he was the Messiah.” Luke 4:40-42
Ahh, envisage the very trendy life of living in the (arguably) greatest city in the world. A melting pot of thrills, frills and ills. Is it what the TV shows translate; the shopping spree, the exercise of gingerly hailing a ‘yellow cab’ with nine designer shopping bags hanging on your arm. And then having to fight for it as six other people show up for the same cab. Or trudging down Madison Avenue with shoes so high-heeled that your spinal cord creaks in agony. Could it be yapping loudly on your (yet to be released 6G) smart phone as you sip on your $7 coffee. Well here is what it could be in the real world; especially when you are on HIS MAJESTY’s ‘not so’ secret service.
What might consist of a burdensome day for you? The coffee machine broke down, the car won’t start or you broke a finger nail while pulling up the zipper in that (two sizes smaller!) skirt? What is it that ticks you of on any given day, and makes you say : ‘that is enough!!’ Better still have you ever heard God say that on your behalf? ‘… that is enough’. Have you ever had hell come after you, and without you having to lift a finger, hell received a ‘burn notice’ for bothering you? Well, here is to a week of victory and the exaltation of the name that is above every other name… The name of Jesus Christ the LORD of all.
“Therefore God exalted him to the highest place and gave him the name that is above every name,”
Philippians 2:8-10
“far above all rule and authority, power and dominion, and every name that is invoked, not only in the present age but also in the one to come.” Ephesians 1:20-22
There was an extra amount of activity from hell aimed at me last week. I no longer wonder why any more (major deliverance!), I just keep it moving, as long as I can still move. I don’t have time to waste, there is a lot vested in my hand to do and besides I enjoy frustrating hell! These three incidents happened in the past seven days, not necessarily in this order but I saved the best for last. Be blessed and encouraged, we serve a MIGHTY GOD!
Incident # 1: I walk into a public place to pick up an order the other day. There was no one on-line as I approached, so I quickly proceeded to the kiosk. Suddenly from my left comes this deranged huge black man spewing profanity and insults for me to get out of his way. Not a strand of hair was raised or moved in me. I completely ignored him as I finished what I came to do and spent an extra couple of minutes for pause effect. When I did not respond, he walked over to the corner of the hall fuming and muttering in utter frustration and defeat. As I got ready to go, I had to walk by where he was standing. Some things he had said while he was ranting, made me know that he had seen me before or had been watching me (whatever…). That was probably his way of being noticed, I on the other hand never noticed or saw him before, obviously for a good reason. I do not respond to negativity, because I fear no one and will not be intimidated or manipulated. So as I walked by him I said in plain good clean English: ‘you better not repeat that nonsense again, should you be so graced to ever set eyes on me in another place, at another time.’ Very simple words, no? No sooner had I finished my simple normal voiced statement, than a tormenting cry pierced the room as the guy ran down the hallway screaming “Help!, help!, she wants to kill me. She is trying to kill me someone stop her. Later the security guard would come over and ask me .”..what did you do to him that had him so scared and torment filled as he ran out of here?” Hmmm…
Incident # 2: As I sat in the subway train car approaching my stop the other day, a skinny white grey-haired homeless man was walking about with a coffee cup asking for coins. He badly reeked of alcohol, filth and what have you. When he got to where I was sitting, he dropped the cup and sat down opposite me and started speaking in such profanity laden language. He kept saying ‘I am the devil, I am the devil’, as he cussed at me. Eventually, I got up and left the train at my stop not before… Two days later, I was on the same train and much to my chagrin, horror and disgust the same guy walked in from the other car, as if he had been looking for me. When I heard him from the other end of the train car, I put the hood of my coat up and over my head so he would not see or recognize me. He walks through a crowded train car, sits opposite of me and pulls out a brand new bible and says as looking at me:, ” I now got myself a bible.” before he was tackled by a couple of guys for bothering and harassing me.
Incident #3: I was walking down a very busy street between Fifth and Sixth Avenues, when a guy bumped into me. As I turned to see who and why, I saw a hispanic man looking me over with such disrespect and mischief. I asked him why he had touched me and demanded an apology… he said he would do no such thing. And if I persisted, he would curse me because according to his own words he was a ‘Santeria witch’ I was itching to tell him that the word was ‘wizard’ for a male, but there was more at stake that moment. He proceeded to tell me that he drank people’s blood and pulled out a bunch of yellow beads hanging around his neck to prove his claim to ‘Santeria’. That was when I said you know what devil… make my day! I turned to him and I could feel fire coursing through my bones, as I heard myself saying: ’ your curse has returned to you with increase, because you cannot curse whom the Most High God has blessed’. More over; “greater is He that is in me than he that is in you. Today I will introduce you to a power greater than what you have dealt with previously. Now in the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth …” I began to pray in tongues as I lifted up my hands to heaven. He backed off and began to quickly walk away. I followed him as my pace quickened, all the while praying aggressively at this point. People were turning and looking but I did not care, the kingdom of darkness needed a notice from me that day, ‘enough’ was the operative word. The professing male witch began to run away from me, but my feet though I was walking briskly behind, kept up with his prancing. As I continued praying in tongues and pleading the blood, he ran right through traffic in terror, as the cars and cab came to a screeching halt. I did not stall but followed suit the whole time engrossed in my prayer at this time. He kept running into and through traffic until finally I felt led to stop and look across the street at him. He was now about twenty feet away from me. He had his hands at both sides of his head, covering his ears and leaning against a wall on Fifth Avenue as he appeared to be writhing in pain…
“Saying, Touch not mine anointed, and do my prophets no harm.” 1 Chronicles 16:21-23
Which part of ‘touch not my anointed’ did the devil not understand?
“Blessed are you, Israel! Who is like you, a people saved by the LORD? He is your shield and helper and your glorious sword. Your enemies will cower before you, and you will tread on their heights.”
Deuteronomy 33:28-29
Epilogue: Did not quite agree with the way things went down? Well wait till you come face to face with the devil yourself, then you can serve him tea with your best china. But as for me and my household, we will put him where he belongs by th grace of God. Also know that the devil only bothers you when you are a threat and a problem for his kingdom. He is not divided amongst his followers. They are relentless in ushering in darkness just as he (the devil) desires. The only kingdom divided now is that of God, simply because it is a ‘mixed multitude’. So go ahead get mad, get furious, get enough and get the ‘hell agenda’ out of your life!
“If Satan is divided against himself, how can his kingdom stand?…” Luke 11:17-19
