Wednesday, December 12, 2012

we do not listen for you with our full being

I was told that there is a dark and wicked spirit that walks around and through town peering in through the windows, looking for people that are addicted to drugs and alcohol, able to steal children --makes them commit suicide.

Today, we will pray in this little city --we will walk from all four directions, walk and pray. It is to tell that dark and wicked spirit that it may not steal the children. That there are people here who love....

And love has already kicked the pahooeee out of death. It has already lost. The dark and wicked spirit would be better off running into a herd of swine and run off a cliff....

--or something like that.

At prayer (from Isaiah 6)

And I said, “Here am I; send me!”
And he said, “Go and say to this people:

‘Keep listening, but do not comprehend;
keep looking, but do not understand.’
Make the mind of this people dull,
and stop their ears,
and shut their eyes,
so that they may not look with their eyes,
and listen with their ears,
and comprehend with their minds,
and turn and be healed.”

Then I said, “How long, O Lord?”
And he said:

“Until cities lie waste without inhabitant,
and houses without people,
and the land is utterly desolate;
until the LORD sends everyone far away,
and vast is the emptiness in the midst of the land.
Even if a tenth part remain in it,
it will be burned again,
like a terebinth or an oak
whose stump remains standing
when it is felled.”
The holy seed is its stump.

Geeeeeeez God. You are sometimes so rank.... Well, I guess it is sometimes we are so stubborn, and do not listen for you with our full being. --with more than our eyes, more than our ears, more than our minds....

Off I go.

3 comments:

Renee said...

Joining you and your townspeople in prayer.

rick allen said...

Reminds me a bit of this one:

Saint Michael the Archangel,
defend us in battle;
be our protection against the wickedness and snares of the devil.
May God rebuke him, we humbly pray:
and do thou, O Prince of the heavenly host,
by the power of God,
thrust into hell Satan and all the evil spirits
who prowl about the world seeking the ruin of souls.


I know you're not big on hell or devils--but certainly to many they feel real enough, and we see enough ruin, to naturally ask for assistance and protection.

it's margaret said...

Thank you Renee.

rick, --it's perfect here. Thank you.