Have you faced a moment you couldn’t explain?
God has propelled me out of my comfort at times, and I knew the heavens were raging and were agitated. I could sense the outburst from God when He used my mouth to deliver a hard message.
I asked myself, “What was that and why me?”
Two times came to mind that I will never forget. My reactions later told me this hard message wasn’t of me but must be spoken — a word from the Lord that pushed me forward to act. My reaction was so painful and piercing, I shook to the core and wept like a baby.
I said to my Sweet Al, “Do you remember when we went to the national sales meeting at the Four Seasons in Albuquerque? I told you what happened to me during lunch, didn’t I?”
“No. I don’t remember.”
“In 1963, we were invited to an insurance convention. Your company pumped up the salesmen in the big meeting room.”
They provided a separate luncheon for the wives. Into a room of 300 women, they brought in a woman who was going to teach us how to read tarot cards and tea leaves.
She introduced herself. She was from a family of witches and would tell our fortunes later. The women were enthralled as they leaned forward to listen.
I stood. My voice reached across the vast room. “I can’t stay for this. You’re playing in the Devil’s playground.”
I looked at the wives, “Does anyone know what’s happening?”
The women looked my way, then to the teacher, then back to me and my reactions.
I left my half-eaten salad and made my way through that large room of women and round tables. No one followed. I shook as I reached for the door handle. With force, I pulled the door, closed it behind me and collapsed into a puddle. What just happened? Being very young in the Lord, I couldn’t explain it, but I knew enough to know it wasn’t right and I couldn’t stay. Possibly someone needed to hear the message and would think about it later.
The women went on with their business. I could hear laughter and chatting from the other side of the door, probably them thinking I was that crazy woman and that they were glad I removed myself before someone from the hotel security did.
Similar things have happened to me over the years.
Another time, late morning, I said to Al, “I have to go. I don’t know why.” I didn’t plan to say anything, just honor a person I had known for years. I arrived and slipped into a room where everyone was praying.
I knew something wasn’t right. A flash of lightning came through my voice, “Have you asked God about all of this? Do you know what you’re doing?”
Why was I the one to deliver these words to a room of Christians? I stood. I left shaking to my core once again. Please, someone follow me and reassure me. No one did.
In the car, I sat behind the steering wheel and wept, finally able to bring myself under control to start the car. Driving home at 20 miles an hour, I managed to get into the house and I fell on the bed.
I learned when you have a message from God, few can hear it, and no one is there to reinforce you. Many will feel you have interrupted their lives and it is best you just go away.
I felt on trial. But really, who was on trial? God or the devil? Good or evil? Paraphrasing 1 Corinthians 15:24-28, until everything is brought to the feet of Jesus and God is all in all, evil has put good on trial.
Something moved me in the secular and Christian settings I had no power over. I didn’t need to be seen or heard, but God needed to deliver a hard message.
Today as I pondered these things, I read notes I had jotted down in my journal on Dec 26, 2019: “Mysteries come in appointed times, not years. In the ancient times, they didn’t number the years but marked appointed times. Mysteries move behind all human events and turn the path of leaders. Also, it reveals the thread of the Master’s loom.”
Final brushstroke: Times are set in heaven, where there is no time and where good fights the forces of evil. God is winning and He goes before us. What is happening on this earth is only the reaction to what has been already been done in heaven. That’s the mystery.
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