Where Victory Stands
By Phil Scovell
How far do you want to go with the devil? How much do you
want him to control your family? How much ground do you want to
give him? How much are you going to allow him to take from you
financially? How much room are you going to allow him to have in
your life or the lives of your children or in your church?
You see, if Satan or his demons could be seen physically, we
would be more on the look out for them. If demons fought fairly
and walked right up to you and clubbed you to the ground, kicked
you a few dozen times in the ribs, and then for good measure,
spit on you and laughed at your pitiful condition, you would get
right down fighting mad. You would jump up and start fighting.
You'd scream the name of Jesus and kick every single demon out of
your life and home and church and family and neighborhood. You'd
bust heads and take names. You'd hunt them down and stomp them
beneath your feet and then you'd stand back and laugh at their
pitiful condition. You'd curse their works and curse the
darkness. You'd swear by the name of Jehovah, the Great I am,
and you'd call down fire from Heaven to consume the works of the
enemy. You'd bind their curses and hexes and spells they have
spoken against your children or that has been pronounced through
human instrumentality in the natural realm, and you'd stand watch
over them; cursing the fiery darts of the enemy every time they
were launched in your direction. You'd rend your clothes and
cast dust into the air, spiritually speaking, and stand in the
middle of your living room or in the middle of your church, and
with an open Bible in your hand, you'd confess God's Word over
and over and over again until you either got what you wanted or
dropped from exhaustion. Then, when you awakened, you'd start
all over again. You'd stomp your foot and stab the air with your
fist and demand your holy rights as a blood wash born again child
of God. You'd confess the promises of God until the demons
shrank away and ran for the hills. You'd command God's warrior
angels to go forth and smite the enemies of the King. You'd jump
and dance and leap into the air and break through the enemy lines
bellowing the name of Jesus; declaring the King has already won
the victory. You'd call every Christian you knew to agree with
you in prayer. You'd split the darkness wide open by yelling the
promises and praises of God at the top of your lungs and then
you'd turn every demon torturing your family and church and
friends and family over to the Chief Shepherd, the true Lord
Jesus Christ, commanding them to go to the place the True Lord
Jesus Christ wants them to go, and then you'd shout it has been
done as the Lord has commanded. Then if they came back tomorrow,
you'd repeat the whole thing over again.
That's what we would do if we believed God instead of the
devil. So, what do you believe?
The problem is, demons don't fight fair. They don't just
walk right up to you and clubbed you to the ground. They don't
kick you a few dozen times in the ribs, and then for good
measure, spit on you and laugh at you for your pitiful condition.
Instead, they lay in hiding and in the darkness for an
opportunity. They use intimidation techniques to tamper with our
finances to frustrate our relationship with God. they sneak up
on our children and grandchildren and plant lies in their minds
through worldly entertainment, worldly influence, and worldly
relationships with others who don't even believe demons or the
Devil exists or, God, for that matter. They follow Christians
around looking for opportunities to plant deceitful ideas into
their minds so when they go to church, they bring the hurts and
pain and woundedness, raw, festering, and bruised and bleeding,
right into the congregation. then when they bump up against
another fellow Christian with similar woundedness, conflict
sparks and flares and they stand back and laugh at us while we do
our best to destroy each other.
So what's it going to be? Are we going to remain ignorant
of Satan's devices? Are we going to allow them to beat up on us
and our children and our churches and our finances and a physical
bodies until we are so weak in the Spirit, we cannot even defend
ourselves? What did Jesus really die for? Did He die to see us
lose conflict after conflict? Did He shed His blood just so we
could be born again and than barely make it through life;
scratching and digging and begging for everything? Did Jesus
suffer in order that our children could be ripped apart and we
stand around ringing our hands; helpless and saying Woe is me?
Get up and fight. Stand, therefore, taking upon yourself
the whole armor of God's light. Pray for divine understanding in
order that you might see the root cause of the attack coming
against you and your family and church. then stand and curse the
works of darkness; commanding them to die from the roots and
forbid them from bearing fruit any longer in your life and
family. Speak death and darkness and destruction to who stand
against you and God's Word. Then, when you get knocked down, get
up again and again and again until finally somebody gets the idea
that you are one of God's chosen who cannot be moved and who
refused to quit. If you get discouraged, call for help. Call
God's angels into the battle. They are used to fighting in our
behalf. Call your friends who know how to pray and who believe
in the power of agreement in prayer and who believe God's Word.
Whatever you do, don't stop until you are the last one standing.
That's where your victory is.
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