| Reiteration: I Hate Satan |
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Today I went to Sam's Club (please keep reading.) Beth Bentley was my driver.... as we were coming home we turned north-ish onto Dixie highway. Traffic was backed up. At the exact time we turned onto Dixie I was talking to my big brother on the phone. He said "mom got in an accident." I asked him where and he said on Dixie. So Beth pulled over, and I walked onto the scene. Doesn't sound true at all....she and my lil bro (both had been in the car) were standing safely on the side of the road. The car was tipped on it's side. They are both ok.
Here's the meat. I've been a Christian for about 5.5 years, and my lil sis has been a Christian for a couple years, and my big brother just got saved (or just got seized by the great Affection) just a couple weeks ago. For as long as I have been a Christian, I have known that everyone in my near family will be saved. Jesus loves my family. We've been through a lot of crap, dealt with tons of things, but I know Jesus loves my family. I know God has greater things. I also know that satan really hates my family. And I got to share that with my mom tonight. She asked me what I thought about the wreck and I just said "I believe in in satan, and I believe that he hates our family." I told that to my lil bro, too. I also told him God is greater than satan. My lil bro thanked God for his life tonight. Spiritual war is intense. It's so much more fun to fight on the side I know is winning. I get really irritated with the devil. But I know he is defeated. So all my siblings met at my moms house after she left the hospital, and we ate and we laughed a lot. And that really seems like Kingdom of God stuff to me. We were full of joy and full of peace. Sometimes I raise my voice and yell at the enemy, but it doesn't always have to be that way. I just feel like he's being tortured when I'm full of joy. That's a good feeling.
I will stand firm til the end! |
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