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The Insanity of satan

On today’s post I am going to veer from our discipleship study, (which we will return to), and write off the cuff.

I have been in tears, praying, and bewildered over the assassination of Charlie Kirk. Bob, a debater himself, would bring him up on YouTube and we would both sit in awe as we listened to his quick wit which seemed to come from an endless bank of stored knowledge and keen wisdom. He was a joy to watch.

Bob, like maybe many others, is angry, questioning God. “Why? God could have preserved him.” It’s true. President Trump was spared, thank God, but there’s no way I’m going to attempt to answer the “Why?” as to why Charlie Kirk was not.

What I am going to present is the insanity of our foe.

Jesus was crucified and something tells me hell was rocking in a party atmosphere. satan figured he’d finally done it, he manged to do away with the Son of God, his archenemy, the One standing between him and all of humanity — which he longed to destroy. Then Jesus rose from the dead and totally messed up his celebration. Now those of us who place our faith in Jesus Christ find it a joy to frustrate the plans of our enemy. To his credit, Charlie must have been messing the devil’s plans up royally or he wouldn’t have been targeted so severely.

satan had Stephen taken out. I bet he felt smug that day as well. “I’ll show those Christians what price they will pay to proclaim the Name of Jesus Christ.” Only, that back fired, too. No, Stephen did not raise from the dead, and we will not see Charlie walk among us here again either. But, in a sense, we will.

What happened after Stephen’s murder is that Christians scattered. They had been a heaping brush fire and suddenly became individual flames, lighting everything up everywhere they went by proclaiming the Light of the World.

What I see following Charlie’s death is precision. I see individual flames coming to together to make an accurate torch, creating an unyielding, unstoppable, unapologetic, united voice that burns rubbish and wickedness and boasts the Gospel of Jesus Christ sweeping across our nation like wildfire. I decree today that God will honor Charlie by loosing a massive revival at college campuses everywhere, creating a reformation the likes of which we have never seen here in the United States of America.

satan did not learn when Jesus was crucified. He did not learn when Stephen was stoned. And he did not learn when Charlie was shot and killed. Precious in the sight of God is the death of His saints. The kernel that falls to the ground, soaked in righteous blood, and watered by God’s very own tears, produces a harvest of incalculable magnitude. It’s coming. It’s already here. satan has overplayed his hand again and God will not waste the destruction of this irreplaceable, priceless life. God will have His way. He will work this for good because Charlie loved Him and was called according to His purpose.

Let us pray.

LORD, we come to You today, humble and grieving. We lean hard on Your Word that says You came to heal the brokenhearted. We wrestle to throw aside the Whys. They do not matter now. What matters is the comfort of Charlie’s family, and Your people, and the legacy that he leaves behind. We say that his life will not be wasted but that we as believers will do all that we can to spread the fire that he carried.

It is apropos that the Turning Point platform that placed him into the forefront of the battle will be a turning point for us as a nation. His death is the tip of the spear and the body of Christ is the force behind it. We will not be silenced. We will not be quiet while our brothers and sisters are martyred, persecuted, and threatened. We will be an unstoppable force to be reckoned with, proclaiming Your love, salvation, and righteousness to the generations. May our love for You and one another, and the anger we feel toward satan, be the energy that fuels Your holy flame; may You use it to thwart the enemy’s plans for this nation. May we continue Charlie’s mission and add souls to Your kingdom on his behalf.

May You bless Kirk’s family. And may You bless the U.S.A.

Thank You. Amen.

Insanity

“For the children of Israel walked forty years in the wilderness, till all the people that were men of war, which came out of Egypt, were consumed, because they obeyed not the voice of the Lord: unto whom the Lord sware that he would not shew them the land, which the Lord sware unto their fathers that he would give us, a land that floweth with milk and honey.” Joshua 5:6

Now that we’re into the third month of 2025, I have a question for you: How are you doing with your New Year resolutions? (That is, if you made some). I think I mentioned in a post some time ago that I quit making them years ago. That doesn’t mean I don’t have goals or things I aspire to, it just means I’m not married to a to-do list. Something happened recently, though, that made me reflect on dreams and our journeys . . .

I was at the sink when one of the girls made this statement: “Lady bugs sure do have sorry little lives, don’t they?”

“What?”

“I’ve been watching this lady bug and all it does is walk in the same circle.”

I turned away from the sink to find all four of us girls watching in silence as a lone lady bug made the same path on the edge of a lid on an empty container. Round and round and round.

Rachel pet it. It dropped to the handle and began its mad march there until it encountered the curve; then it stalled. She pet it and it began again.

“Oh, for crying out loud!” I said. “Put it with the plants.”

I have heard it said, “Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.”

Such as our lady bug friend walking round and round.

Such as the Israelites and their 40 year journey that ought to have been an 11 day trip.

Such as me, literally crying out to the LORD, “When does circling this mountain end?!”

I had given too much power away, thinking as long as others in my life, those I’m closest to, “misbehaved”, I’d have to suffer along with them. To a certain extent, that’s true. Look at Joshua and Caleb; they weren’t in the Promised Land nor could they enter until the disbelieving, disobedient whiners passed. Yet I can follow their example.

I don’t think they disobeyed and gathered too much manna. I don’t think they overindulged on quail. I don’t think they bowed to the graven idol. I imagine they sealed their lips as the people around them complained and wavered and dropped off one by one; but they held the line, continuing to hope. They held to their faith in God. They eventually received the promise.

Like them, I can have peace in this mountain time. I can maintain my faith in God. I can walk in forgiveness, and obedience, and joy. I don’t know how the LORD rectifies the things that break our hearts or redeems time that seems forever lost, but I know that He does, and somehow He will. The things I aspire to may take a little longer, but there are plenty of places I can now begin to trod in freedom, places I couldn’t go before because I was immobilized due to pain and bitterness.

Have you, like me, like Caleb and Joshua, found yourself yearning for advancement but feel somewhat oppressed due to circumstances out of your control? Then join me in giving it all to Jesus. Decide to stay forgiving and cheerful, learn to put off offense immediately so that the LORD can take you where you will let Him. We can be blessed even if those in our circles aren’t themselves conduits for blessing.

It may be a difficult adjustment, and I often return to:

And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God. Romans 12:2 KJV

Even if I must break though this cycle incrementally, one tweaked, disciplined thought at a time, one day at time, so be it, at least I have hope that I will get through and I will get to enter the Promised Land.

Let’s pray:

Thank You, LORD, for being a Comforter to me, for mending my broken heart, and restoring hope. Thank You, LORD, for the strength to forgive in the face of pain, to maintain joy in the moments of sorrow, to be still in peace when the tempest rages around me.

Thank You for teaching me when to be silent and when it is beneficial to speak — and to do so in love.

There’s no power like Your power. There’s no way like Your way. There’s no One like You, God, no One but You who gives beauty for ashes. May I be a healed helper, a useful vessel in Your hands, one that brings glory and honor to Your name.

Amen

The Spirit of the Lord God is upon me; because the Lord hath anointed me to preach good tidings unto the meek; he hath sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to them that are bound;

To proclaim the acceptable year of the Lord, and the day of vengeance of our God; to comfort all that mourn;

To appoint unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that he might be glorified. Isaiah 61:1-3 KJV

F.Y.I.

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Tomorrow is A Day of National Repentance. I would have let you know sooner but I only discovered it today. If you want more information, it can be found by going to the link below. If it says it can’t find the page, click on “see more posts” and the printed version will come up.

https://www.givehim15.com/post/january-30-24

If that doesn’t work, and you’re interested, the informative post can be found by searching givehim15.com. The date will be January 30, 2024 and the title is A Sense of Urgency. It can be read or watched. The event takes place in DC and can be joined online by texting the word “prayer” to 67742 or go to NGPR.org. from the eastern time of 7:30 a.m. to around 1:30 p.m.

I thought it timely as I was reading a prayer of repentance for the people of Israel, (which could easily be transcribed for us), in Ezra 9:6-15 only yesterday. Tears streamed down my face as I thought how far down the road the United States of America has gone from the LORD. We may not be rejecting the LORD, but at some point and time we must join together and repent on behalf of those who are; tomorrow seems to be the day. We pray for we have hope for our nation, and no one whose hope is in the LORD will be put to shame (Psalm 25:3).

Whether you see this in time to participate or not, it is never too late to pray.