Saturday, December 12, 2009

Spiritual Warfare

While on the way down a certain stretch of road, I noticed something very out of the ordinary, something that didn't fit in with the line of nicely trimmed homes and large front yards. I'd traveled this road literally hundreds of times before, both daytime and night time, and not once had I experienced the eerie feeling I now had as I passed through this particular area. What had happened that cause my spirit to grieve and my guard to be on alert?
A once pleasant and unassuming house had now become a business for a “psychic”.

As I drove by this house, the blaring red sign advertising the adversary’s business struck such an offensive chord within me that all I could do was pray each time I drove by. I was LITERALLY offended that such a business would invade an otherwise quiet and seemingly “normal” neighborhood. It was too close to home, though I now realize that that type of business is actually happening all around. But to see it actually advertised as such was distressing. And so I began to do what my years of learning through my home church has taught me: I declared spiritual warfare on that house, its business and its customers.

The Bible tells us in 2 Corinthians 10:4 that “…the weapons of our warfare are not carnal, but mighty through God to the pulling down of strongholds.” (KJV) The Amplified version explains that these weapons are “not physical [weapons of flesh and blood], but they are mighty before God for the overthrow and destruction of strongholds.”

Leviticus 19:31 warns us: “Do not turn to mediums or seek out spiritists, for you will be defiled by them. I am the LORD your God.” (NIV) It is the medium (psychic, soothsayer, diviner) with whom we are warring here, because that individual’s information is not inspired of God, but rather, by the devil – the adversary.

I began to make a practice of pleading the [covering of the] blood of Jesus Christ [the blood that Christ shed for all of us] over the entire house each time I passed by, and with that pleading I also made a declaration that that business will be shut down before the end of this year (2009).
“For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal, but mighty through God to the pulling down of strongholds.”
With this scripture in mind, we know that we do not use our hands to fight. We use the power of prayer and supplication with thanksgiving (Phil. 4:6, KJV), and our God will fight the battle for us. This business was not about the business of the Lord Jesus Christ. It was quite the contrary, and I felt a spiritual responsibility to pray.

A few months after the business had opened, there was a series of fires deliberately set by what was quickly described as a serial arsonist. News reports showed that many of those fires had been set in the vicinity of the “psychic’s” house, and extended several miles. In the course of a few days, over a dozen vehicles had been torched. It was during one of my trips along that stretch of road that I noticed something very interesting at that particular house: Not one but TWO vehicles in the yard of the house where the “psychic” had opened for business had been destroyed! On one side of the driveway, the frame of a pickup truck sat totally blackened, and on the other side, just in front of the house, sat a late-model SUV, one side of it completely ruined. It seemed ironic that the property of a “psychic” had succumbed to such devastation, since they were in the business of telling others their future and fate.

The two burned-out vehicles sat on the property for a while, and still, each time I passed by I continued my spiritual warfare, pleading the blood of Jesus, declaring with the authority that the business would be shut down by the end of the year.

About two weeks ago, as I was driving on the road along which the house sat, something felt different. I believe I felt it in my spirit even before I got close. Before I knew it, I was passing by the house, but there was no blaring red light advertising a “Psychic” open for business. In fact, the sign had been completely removed from the window. The feeling of the oppressive stronghold that I had felt each time I passed the house for the past several months was gone. There was a flat panel TV on the wall with a show on, and there were people inside the house actually interacting the way people normally would. And the two burned-out vehicles were nowhere to be seen.

As my prayers and declarations went up to God the Father, He answered and within a matter of months removed the business from that house. Where it went I don’t know, but I’m thankful that it moved out of this neighborhood.