June 2, 2017:  The Infection Spreads

June 2, 2017:  The Infection Spreads

Hebrews 12:14-15 (NIV)

14  Make every effort to live in peace with all men and to be holy; without holiness no one will see the Lord. 15  See to it that no one misses the grace of God and that no bitter root grows up to cause trouble and defile many.

It was now early in the morning at the University.  Before today many of the Scarred One’s followers used to rise early to intercede for the campus and town but today was different.  The snooze button on far too many alarms was hit over and over again.

There were only a few who rose to pray, but even those who did so had sinful wicked thoughts run through their minds while they prayed.

“Who do you think you are to pray to this God of yours?  How could he even listen to you with the thoughts you are now having. How many times have you struggled with these thoughts?  Yet here you are with the same thoughts you had years ago.”

“Don’t you think you are only fooling yourself into thinking that praying to some God you cannot hear or see or feel really accomplishes anything of value?”

The thoughts were constant without let up.  With each new wicked thought the commitment to pray lessened until every prayer warrior in the town just gave up.

Now the enemy was poised for the final blow.  “Sir, I do believe we have them now.  We can now see into every prayer room and prayer closet.  Nothing is hidden from our view.  This is the time to strike.”  The young Wicked One suggested, with great selfish pride.

Pastor Henry woke up early as usual. As he went down to breakfast with his wife, Julie.

“Hello, Beautiful.”

“Good Morning, Henry.”

“I noticed you did not get up for your usual morning prayer time Henry.  Is anything wrong?”

“No, I just thought I needed a little more sleep since we were at the prayer meeting longer than I anticipated, “replied Henry feeling a little attacked by Julie.

“Don’t you think we should be praying even more with all the attacks we have witnessed in such a short time this semester?” Julie replied sounding a little judgmental.

“I am the pastor of the church and I think I deserve a little slack today.  Things have been rather hard for me recently.  I have been thinking about not continuing as pastor.”  Henry replied, hoping to get some affirmation from his wife about the importance of his ministry.

“If you think you don’t need to pray as much as before, perhaps you are right in thinking you need to resign.  It might be for the best anyway.  They probably need someone who can identify with the younger students.” Julie offered trying not to sound as harsh as she knew those words would be.

“Who does she think she is telling me I am not good enough for this new generation? Look at all my degrees I have surely that counts for something. I think I will hang all my degrees and diplomas in my office so these new students can see all of my accomplishments that will help them to see how good I am.”

Henry and Julie couldn’t see it but the darkness had already invaded their home and it was seeking to bring down one of the best ministries in the city.  Soon its poison would be in every home of those who followed the Scarred One.

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