He intended to test it out now. The angels loved it. They were used to seeing him here at this particular hour. Their work was made all the more easier when souls such as this one stretched their faith.
Back on earth, Slim was by his bed-side doing his daily prayer. His knees ached as he prayed but he was determined to bring each of the things on his prayer-list before the Lord. He had no idea of the happenings in heaven-that as he knelt struggling in prayer, his spirit was with the angels angling for a chance to be heard before the King of kings.
Day after day Slim came
before the Lord and week after week, the angels were glad to deliver his
answers but they were now getting worried.
The Spirit of the Lord had
began a new work in Slim. He was illuminating some foul-smelling spots in his
soul. The angels had no idea how to help Slim. Neither had they a clue as to the nature of the putrid stuff being brought to light at this point. It looked like the temptation would soon be allowed to
test him. James1:14 Temptation comes from our own desires, which entice us and drag
us away.
Slim was also getting
anxious. He did not know why. He felt pressure from within and from without. He
was worried about the elections in a few months’ time. There was talk of
potential violence. As the D-day came closer he realised that he was spending
more time on Facebook, twitter and Instagram. The WhatsApps he received daily
had grown dramatically. Most of them were political. He justified the extra
time on social media with a conviction that he needed to be constantly updated. There
were links to dark you-tube videos about one of the front-runners. Common-sense
told him that it was likely the work of propagandists but then he still felt anxious. He tried to avoid the charged political
talks at his place of work.
At home however, he would find his family members passionately disparaging the candidate they disliked. He could not help but agree with some of stereotypes they talked about. After all he could see them in his work-place. He read about them in the papers and television pundits said the same of them. Soon his prayer times never ended with a plea to God to help the candidate his people (tribe) saw as their hope. He had long made up his mind who he would vote for. As a matter of fact he did not actually have to make up his mind; it came to him naturally. Surely one could only vote his tribe or at least someone who would stand up for his tribe.
At home however, he would find his family members passionately disparaging the candidate they disliked. He could not help but agree with some of stereotypes they talked about. After all he could see them in his work-place. He read about them in the papers and television pundits said the same of them. Soon his prayer times never ended with a plea to God to help the candidate his people (tribe) saw as their hope. He had long made up his mind who he would vote for. As a matter of fact he did not actually have to make up his mind; it came to him naturally. Surely one could only vote his tribe or at least someone who would stand up for his tribe.
In heaven things were
turning murky. As far as the angels could see, Slim had fallen although not
completely. The temptation, was well
upon him. The angels now understood the foul things in his soul that the Spirit
was illuminating. It was a part of his flesh that had stayed alive even as
other obvious parts of his character were sanctified by the work of the cross. The
cross had done a marvellous work in him for as long as he kept to his daily
spiritual disciplines of prayer, scripture study and fellowship. Now his
prayer was tinged with earthly bias. Worse, a good chunk of his prayer and bible time was taken up by social media. The Enemy wasted no time and made short work of almost all his prayers before they could reach the third heaven. The angels could hardly withstand the Enemy's constant onslaughts. It was getting harder and harder to get anything done. Slim's condition was being replicated all over the country with alarming speed.
However they took some
comfort in the fact that Slim could still be seen bowing before the King of
kings. This would keep him safe until the temptation passed. Perhaps the putrid
thing could then be expunged from his character.
One day Slim was watching T.V. There were huge rallies being held in different parts of the country by both candidates. Even though things were not looking good, he hoped against hope that his man would win. He now considered the politician, his man. He even loved him. That day as he knelt by his bedside, he found that he could not pray a few sentences without pleading for his man.
That very hour things took
a dramatic turn in heaven. At one point Slim was supplicating before the King
of kings and then he simply vanished from the throne-room. The angels were
worried. They dashed out at lightning speed and fanned out to the four corners
of the earth to look for their troubled charge. He was nowhere to be found. Worse
the Spirit of the Lord was grieving. It turned the whole universe a pale hue.
This was not a good sign. What had happened to Slim? Had the Enemy had his way
with him at last?
It occurred to one angel
to check Slim’s place of prayer. He was not there. He dashed off to Slim’s
place of work. There he was hunched over his computer as usual. However on closer inspection, the angel
was shocked. Slim boiling with a kind of anger he had never imagined
possible of him. His colleagues were heatedly berating people from his
community. Slim was not talking but the angel knew that the damage had already
been done. As he tore open a spiritual veil to understand what was happening
better, a staggering spectacle confronted him.
There was Slim in his
usual prayerful pose. However he was no longer supplicating before the King of
kings. Instead he was supplicating before a small dirty figurine! The angel
moved closer and noted with deep sadness that the figurine was a mere man. It was an image of his
preferred political candidate. The Enemy was standing beside him, a smug smile spreading across his wicked face. Some poisonous stuff was dripping ominously from the sides of
Slim’s mouth. Slim was not aware that his resentment and fear had metamorphosed
into hate but the angel could see it. The slimy stuff was hate and in the
spiritual realm, it could indeed kill. He looked over Slim’s hunched figure and
noticed ugly slide-marks descending from heaven and ending where Slim was now
kneeling. So this was it. Slim’s carnal impulses had gotten the better of him. In the spirit he had slid unknowingly slid from God's throne-room to his present place. In his sin, he had exalted man above his God. The Enemy was playfully dangling a deadly looking object above his head. It was a curse. The same that afflicted so many of his country-men but one which he had so far, managed to escape. This is what the Lord says:
“Cursed are those who put their trust in mere humans, who rely on human
strength and turn their hearts away from the Lord.Jer.17:5
“How could Slim have
forgotten what he had read so studiously over the years?” the angel wondered.
1.
Apostle Paul attributed ethnic and sectarian
chauvinism to acts of the flesh. As he begins his account of the things he once
took pride in he says; “If anyone has reasons to put confidence in the flesh, I
have more…”Phil.3:4
He understood these
scriptures to mean that if he was still guided by his tribal or religious
pedigree then he was still acting out his carnal inclinations.
2.
At another point he had noted in his journal that Paul
counted himself ‘dead’ to such carnal
desires. He considered what he once valued, rubbish! Knowing Christ and
dwelling in his fellowship had taken the place of these things. Creating an inward culture of inclusivity where he could minister to all without prejudice was his main priority. Phil3: -7-8 I once thought these things
were valuable, but now I consider them worthless because of what Christ has
done. 8 Yes, everything else is worthless when compared with
the infinite value of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord. For his sake I have
discarded everything else, counting it all as garbage, so that I could gain
Christ…
The foul things in Slim’s
soul should have been subjected to the cross immediately. For Yeshua demanded a daily act of
self-denial to the things he once practiced. Gradually this self-denial could
have led to the destruction of the putrid lusts in his soul. How could Slim
have forgotten Yeshua HaMashiach words? Luke 9:23 Then
he said to the crowd, “If any of you wants to be my follower, you must give up
your own way, take up your cross daily, and follow me.
Meanwhile the Spirit of
God was grieving because the unity of His children was broken. It was temporary
but it grieved the Spirit to no end. The church was floundering and the Enemy
was moving in with amazing strength. With a dark cloud of dissent and disunity
hanging ominously over the horizon, great danger lay ahead for the nation. Eph.4:3 Make every
effort to keep yourselves united in the Spirit, binding yourselves together
with peace.
Then the Spirit began
prophesying what the angels could only have guessed at:
v Until
individual Christians truly break from the negative tribal strangleholds
binding the majority population, the people of Kenya will never be able to tear
down the strongholds draining their country. Grand theft, greed which I consider idolatry (Eph. 5:5), sacrilegious acts and eventually murder (which I will not
forgive easily); these will be their portion. Rounds of judgement will follow each sin. My children will not be spared!
v They
shall never break from national poverty. Instead they will be made to suffer
illusion after illusion of growth. For each great step forward they shall take
another giant one backward. They will continue to have great innovations like
MPESA and great athletes to lift their hearts but they shall also have growing
inequality leading to horrendous crimes.
v Godliness
makes a nation great, but sin will cause a people to face disgrace wherever
they turn. Prov.14:34
It all seemed very grim
but the angel was determined. Slim had not completely lost the light of Christ.
The Enemy could not hold him forever.
After absorbing the prophecy, the
angel now understood fully what he must do. He bent low and seemed to suddenly
disappear. In reality he had just executed a complex manoeuvre that launched
him into what earthlings refer to as hyper-speed. Even as he went forth like a
lightning streak and felt his garments painfully burn into his skin (he was not
designed for such speeds), he knew he must find Slap. Slap was not yet taken in
by this scourge. And he was a friend of Slim. Once he found him, the Spirit
would move him to slap Slim out of
his shameful stupor.
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