This is Why we Should Have Stayed in Vietnam

I wrote a while back about a strange deliverance I had had. I feel like there is a presence that tends to make me crabby and anxious. I can physically feel it. And sometimes in response to prayer or fasting it leaves for fairly long periods. That’s great, because I don’t want to be obnoxious and critical and nervous.

I’m planning to do some real fasting in the near future, and this thing is one of the reasons. I wrote about my plans this week.

Today, the presence is gone. Why is that? I think it’s a matter of anticipation. It knows a beating is on the way, and it’s giving up and lying low.

It’s like Psalm 37 says: “For yet a little while, and the wicked shall not be. Yea, thou shalt diligently consider his place, and it shall not be.” I think that’s supposed to apply to people more than spirits, but God runs spirits off, just as he ran the Canaanites out of Israel or the moneychangers out of the temple. The same scripture seems to apply.

“I have seen the wicked in great power and spreading himself like a green bay tree, yet he passed away, and lo, he was not. Yea, I sought him, but he could not be found.”

Now I’m just typing stuff because I enjoy pulling up things I’ve memorized. It’s great not having to have a Bible handy every time I want to refer to scripture.

Currently working on Psalm 138.

“A thousand shall fall at thy side, and ten thousand at thy right hand, but it shall not come nigh thee. Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold and see the reward of the wicked. Because thou hast made the Lord, which is my refuge, even the most high, thy habitation, there shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling.”

“Thou shalt tread upon the lion and adder; the young lion and the dragon shalt thou trample under feet.”

Okay, I’ll stop.