What my son and his team were experiencing was peculiar to say the least. But the detail that my mind couldn’t get away from was how God displayed His power by taking command of Jay’s voice and speaking through him to Moses. In my world such evidence of the Holy Spirit’s power is rare. I remember thinking, “LORD, what’s it like to experience such a display of Your power?” I couldn’t imagine what it must have been like for Jay to be used of God in such a manner.
Here in America we are not accustomed to such behavior so the likelihood of experiencing what my son had encountered was hardly possible. I mean we are too sophisticated, too civilized for such things to take place–right?
(Sound like fiery dart reasoning to you?)
Then I opened my devotional readings and I came across a verse that caused me to pause and reflect. The particular verse is not important to this post but suffice it to say it was important to something I was going through at the time. A questioning thought came to my mind:
“What if God was speaking to me though this verse?”
The next image that appeared in my mind was rather peculiar. (Oh, I’ve heard that word before.) It was an image of Jesus putting His arm around me and gently saying,
“My daughter, if you will accept this verse as a word from Me, then you will know what it feels like to hear Me speak!”
My next thoughts can only be described as fiery darts.
“Oh, that’s just a coincidence that you read that verse when you did. Besides, how could you possibly know those words were from God? Those are just words. Anyway, they do not really apply to your situation!”
Sound like fiery darts to you? Sure did to me! So I put up my shield of faith, embraced those words and drew encouragement from them. I accepted those words of comfort from God and acknowledged the power of the Holy Spirit in giving them to me.
You see, when you think about it, the same God that performed such a glorious rescue of the woman who attempted suicide is the same God who spoke to me in those verses. He is not more powerful in Africa than He is here in America. The same evil who convinced the woman that she had no choice other than suicide is the same evil who tried to plant those fiery darts in my mind to discount God speaking to me through those verses. The same powerful God that spoke through my friend, Jay, is the same God who spoke to me through those verses I read during my devotion time. It is the same God and the same devil at work in both areas.
The distinction between good and evil may be more clearly defined in the situation which I described there in that small African village. But when you consider how long the darkness has prevailed there, it’s no wonder the Light comes in such power. The people there aren’t use to the Light and when it comes it’s pretty hard not to recognize it.
Are we too use to the Light here in America? Do we take it for granted? Have we diminished its brilliance in our lives by the casual attitude we have towards the Light? If this continues, expect our ability in distinguishing the difference between the darkness and the Light to be equally diminished.
(Oh, you’ve noticed that already!)
So, I’ve made a choice to value the Light that I’ve been given and stop taking it for granted. I’ve decided to be more diligent in studying God’s Word so that I will less likely be deceived by the darkness. When God speaks to me through His Word, I’m going to sit up and take notice.
(And surely avoid the temptation to think it’s nothing but a coincidence!)
Who knows, someday I may open my mouth and hear God speak!
Some pretty amazing things have happened in that small African village since the Light has exposed the darkness there. I’ll share that in my 3rd and last post on this subject!