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Bread 9-8-09 Under Attack
For we do not wrestle against flesh and
blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the
darkness of this age, against
spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly
But I say to you, love your enemies, bless those
who curse you, do good to those who hate you, and pray for those who spitefully
use you and
Since my church doesn't have much of a "helps" ministry,
they often give people my phone number. And since I work for a homeless shelter,
falls within my job description to help people in crisis find
the resources they need.
But when Theresa called me yesterday, I couldn't figure out
why the church secretary referred her to me. She didn't need or want a shelter,
she made too much money to qualify for our low-income housing.
Basically, she had a neighbor problem.
Recently, her next-door neighbor had begun acting
strangely--speaking rudely to her, playing loud music past midnight with his
up full blast, and smoking cigars so that the thick smoke
poured into her apartment through the ventilation system. He ignored her
requests to turn
the music down after 11 pm, and both the management and the
police sided with him.
Theresa was a lot smarter than most Christians. She didn't
focus her frustration on her neighbor. Instead, she realized she needed to pray
him. In fact, the more she felt "attacked" by him, the more
she increased her praying--from one hour daily to three.
As she talked, I asked the Lord to give me some idea why we
were having this conversation. She obviously had the gift of intercession, which
don't have. I had no help or advice to offer her.
Then I asked exactly how she was praying for him. Her answers
were very good; she was praying for his salvation, that he would be a kind and
considerate person, and that she would have some peace and quiet. The more she
prayed, the worse things got.
Then something clicked with me from my own experience with
aggravating people. I said, "Theresa, I believe there is a battle going on here
your neighbor's soul. You don't know how much time this man
has left; he could drop dead any moment. The fact that things get worse the more
you pray, tells me that Satan doesn't want this man saved. In
fact, I believe he wants you to hate this man and stop praying for him
God wants you to love him. God wants you to pray for him to be
blessed! You are quite possibly the only person on earth standing between this
man and hell."
Immediately, she understood and agreed. She told me her mother
recently had a dream in which this same neighbor died. The last thing we did
was agree together in prayer for his salvation, that God would
bless him, and that He would give Theresa strength and peace. Then we thanked
God for answering our prayers. I am expecting her to call back
any day with a praise report.
If you feel like you are under attack by someone, remember
that he or she is just a pawn. Your true enemy is the one you can't