- Jan 9, 2007
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I am perceived to be a well-balanced follower of Christ (and I
think that I am as well). While I am not presently troubled
by some past incidents that I'll describe, thoughts about them
have surfaced lately, and I conclude that the Almighty is
reminding me that we truly do not "wage war against flesh
and blood."
When I was a young teen, our entire junior high school
was outside to witness a game of "flag football". There had
to have been hundreds of young at the exciting event. I
happened to be a few yards in front of scores of them during
play, when "wham!, I received a jarring slap to the right side of my
head over my ear. The suction effect of the slap staggered
me, and indignantly, I turned around to spot the perpetrator.
It was clearly done in plain sight of all, but the entire crowd
was looking out onto the field of play. I was incredulous that
no one, perpetrator or empathetic person, reacted to my
plight.
I stared ahead at the field, dazed by this experience, when "Wham!",
the same thing occurred with the same jarring force. By this time
I was livid and hurting. Whipping my head around was like watching
combat action in slow motion. Again, anyone with any sense would
have seen the brutal actions, but everyone was looking over or around
me.
Stupified, I slowly retreated across the field to the school and sat in
in the gymnasium bleachers, wondering what happened. I was not
a follower of Christ at the time, but it dawned on me then and there
that there are forces in this life, evil ones, beyond our ability to
understand but which must be resisted. My only recourse was to
develop a further thick skin about goings on around me. I was
and am easy-going by nature. All this happened. Beyond a doubt.
think that I am as well). While I am not presently troubled
by some past incidents that I'll describe, thoughts about them
have surfaced lately, and I conclude that the Almighty is
reminding me that we truly do not "wage war against flesh
and blood."
When I was a young teen, our entire junior high school
was outside to witness a game of "flag football". There had
to have been hundreds of young at the exciting event. I
happened to be a few yards in front of scores of them during
play, when "wham!, I received a jarring slap to the right side of my
head over my ear. The suction effect of the slap staggered
me, and indignantly, I turned around to spot the perpetrator.
It was clearly done in plain sight of all, but the entire crowd
was looking out onto the field of play. I was incredulous that
no one, perpetrator or empathetic person, reacted to my
plight.
I stared ahead at the field, dazed by this experience, when "Wham!",
the same thing occurred with the same jarring force. By this time
I was livid and hurting. Whipping my head around was like watching
combat action in slow motion. Again, anyone with any sense would
have seen the brutal actions, but everyone was looking over or around
me.
Stupified, I slowly retreated across the field to the school and sat in
in the gymnasium bleachers, wondering what happened. I was not
a follower of Christ at the time, but it dawned on me then and there
that there are forces in this life, evil ones, beyond our ability to
understand but which must be resisted. My only recourse was to
develop a further thick skin about goings on around me. I was
and am easy-going by nature. All this happened. Beyond a doubt.