How is it I feel far away From the One who will never leave me?
How is it I feel deserted By the Him who will never forsake me?
How is it I feel separated From God who indwells me with His Holy Spirit?
How can I Trust my feelings Which contradict the Word of God?
How can I Believe the enemy’s lies Rather than remember God’s faithfulness?
Susan Bunts Wachtel May 15, 2009
This poem was written on a low day, in which the enemy’s attacks were many. Finally relief came in answer to prayer. I found hope and peace when I encouraged myself with reminders of God’s faithfulness and through the truth found in His word.
It is with great eagerness that I commend you, For your effective division, Of the body of Christ.
As you know, It is my deepest desire to see, Those once on fire for Christ no longer a threat to my kingdom of darkness.
Good work…job well done Your methods ever so clever, Stealth…undetected…quite easily they follow your lead.
An effective mix, Of genuine issues blended with personal opinion, Lead them down the primrose path and soon we’ll see a critical spirit in full bloom.
Tread lightly, Careful you must be…so as not to alert them, Of our true mission to bring dishonor to their King.
May they not see their transgression, Nor be repentant…and seek forgiveness of their sin, Press onward…what’s a little gossip and slander…when carefully hidden as constructive criticism.
Dissension…be sure to blind them, Veil their eyes, so they may not see, May they not grow stronger by the reading God’s Word.
May they forget about prayer, Or battling this war upon on their knees, Calling upon their God will only bring our much hated foe…to battle by their side.
Throw out the bait, Hook them with dissatisfaction, Reel them in with discontent.
Divide them, conquer them, Big or small, young or old…it matters not, Use music, or style or even their precious translations to divide.
May they not be like their God, Who looks upon the heart, Instead may they only dwell upon that which their flesh can see and hear.
Divide them, Scatter them, Send them to the four winds.
My deepest desire, To see that beacon…that bright and shining light upon the hill, Extinguished…so I can take countless more souls to hell!
For one who is at times amazingly slow on the uptake…or painfully slow when it comes to learning lessons…I’m grateful that God continues to work with me. That He doesn't give up.But instead He takes the time to pound home the message into this hard head of mine.
It seems as if one of the areas of frequent and successful attack from the enemy lately is with regards to time.Time…where I’m busy from the moment I get up bright and early...even before the dawn of the morn. To the moment my head hits to pillow much too late at night for one who rises early.
Six days a week…my alarm clock wakes me up just a little before 4 AM.Most days…I struggle with getting out of bed when I first hear the alarm.Due in part because I head off to bed, ever so late.That little sin doesn’t seem like much does it…in the scheme of things.When in fact…it’s quite impactful.
Not only with the obvious consequence of being tired all the time, but I find it hard to concentrate because I’m so tired.The time I do spend working on projects may take longer because I’m not able to give 100% …because I’m tired.I get distracted easily…led from one task to another simply because it catches my eye.
That’s the practical everyday consequences.More import than those is the consequence that impacts my relationship with God.By time I head off to bed…I find it hard to spend a lot of time in prayer or devote time to reading my Bible.That is why I think this time thing is an effective instrument of the enemy.He is quite crafty…and will do whatever he has to do to distract the Christian from what God has called them to do.
So even now…I will heed God’s to me…to obey Him and head off to bed.Albeit…a titch later than I intended.Nighty, night!
