Above all, my prayers are that those who are my enemies and
are knocking at my door can see the power of God and have a change of heart.
(Ps 83:1-18). This is whether they are my brethren in the church, or whether
they have never set foot inside a church. I pray that God demonstrate his
power, and that He hears my cries of pain and anguish and when I render praises
unto Him, so that those who are walking in darkness can see the light, can
realize who He is, and what a great and wonderful God He is, and how powerful
His hands are. (Ps 86:1-17) There are times when I have gone several rounds
with God about being silent and letting me suffer. And I weep, and I cry out,
but He is still there because in the stillness of a starlit night, I hear His
whispers of His eternal and everlasting love. I have to reach the point that I
am that still, I have to throw off the fact that I may have had a fight with my
next door neighbor, or that there are disagreeable things going on at home, or
that my coworkers want me to do something that may compromise my values. I have
to above all cast off the influences where these came from and continuous beg
God to hear my sufferings at the hands of strangers that knock on my door. I
have to remind Him about what goes on (Ps 94:1-23), about how strangers hate me
and want me dead. I have to remind Him that I am alone and without shelter from
any harm. And yet He hears me. He must hear me because time after time He seems
to save me over and over and over from the strangers. It seems this
demonstrates His glory. That He save me from their entrapment, much as Daniel’s
three friends in the fire were unafraid even though they knew God might leave
them to burn. Unafraid was Daniel in the lion’s den, because of God’s goodness
and power. And so unafraid must I be when confronted with an opportunity to
compromise my values, or an opportunity for a sympathetic ear to turn in to an
affair, or whatever my true enemy has in store for me.
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