“Well my vile warrior, let’s commence your training since you’ll soon receive your first assignment from our Father, Lucifer. As your mentor, I must train you in the ways and means of spiritual warfare.” began the old warrior, Tra’tor.
Slipwese’el listened intently.
“Firstly, understand that our Enemy is both, cunning and powerful. Shamefully, He even uses the weaknesses of human flesh against us. Be watchful. He has done great damage to the Cause.
Secondly, there are various types of humans with which we deal. The most dangerous of these, I will address today. They are called ‘broken ones’.”
Young Slipwese’el focused on his teacher.
“The Enemy implants a mysterious Seed, in each one He redeems. The ‘broken ones’ are closely tied to this mystery, not to mention that wretched Blood. It is essential that you understand this because of what I am about to tell you.”
Tra’tor limped to the end of the dark cave and then returned.
“Excuse me for asking, master,” ventured Slipwese’el, “but why do you move with such a limp?”
The old devil glanced at the young warrior. Cherry red fire lit his eyes. “That is the gist of my message for you,” he stated flatly.
Slipwese’el remained silent.
“Beware,” declared Tra’tor, bitterly. “They can hurt you deep…real deep…forever!
Don’t let their feebleness fool you; they are extremely dangerous!
I will explain:
Mysteriously, the Living God occasionally chooses to crush one of his own as He did that wretched Carpenter, only to a lesser degree. This only demonstrates the craftiness of our Enemy. Cunningly, He draws them to Himself, allowing us great latitude in their lives in the process. Later, He becomes, both their dearest friend and greatest enemy. Sometimes, He grants us full sway over them, though they are His possession. Other times, he blocks our stratagems and instead inflicts unexpected pain on them. Comforting them briefly, He subsequently allows more heartache. This ‘ebb and flow’ of ‘bitterness and sweetness’ affects them uniquely. Slowly, they are altered…internally.
Shockingly, these afflicted ones turn inwardly away from natural circumstances. Our impact on these broken ones is greatly diminished when this happens. It’s still a mystery to us, but apparently, their carnal natures die, while they yet live.
Given enough time and pressure, such a person eventually becomes ‘dead to sin’. Incredibly, these broken ones will turn so inward that they remain in constant communion with the Creator. We call this, an enemy ‘in the deeps’, meaning that the person is living his life inwardly, concealed from us. This interior living produces a soul that is quite immovable. Much of his life, because it is lived in his spirit, is completely shut off from us. Outwardly, he may experience great agony, but inwardly his spirit grows strong. When this happens, flee…and I mean now!”
Slipwese’el could hardly believe his ears.
“Seriously! Our Enemy can, cleverly and methodically, crush Lucifer’s nature out of a person…and that right under our noses! Thus, we no longer have anything in that person to grasp. Unknowingly, grave danger awaits us. Foolishly, we believe this could never happen. Trust me, it can!
Imprudently, we prod at such a one thinking we will find weaknesses. Ultimately, we are lured though the portal leading to his soul. Thinking we’ll find something of our own nature within, we intrude. Upon entering, we find that the person’s nature has CHANGED. In short, his desires are no longer selfish because now he ‘desires to do Your will, O my God; Your law is written within my heart,’ (Ps. 40:8) to quote Him exactly.”
“I encountered just such a one nearly two millennia ago: one Saul of Tarsus. After losing him to the Enemy, I was a ‘thorn in his flesh’ for more than twenty years. Frequently, he was flogged or stoned. Shipwrecked: three times. Sleepless: often. Finally, legalistic Jews, committed to destroying his work, pursued him relentlessly. Lastly, they made a pact to assassinate him. He was broken in body and soul and so I errantly reveled.”
“What happened, master?” asked Slipwese’el.
“He died to sin…and lived to God. Internally, his desire, that is, his nature was altered. Since he’d been inwardly hidden from me for years by pain and suffering, I had no idea that he’d been transformed.
At the end of his life, I saw that open door…and entered. There was no darkness within, only blinding light. A flaming double-edged sword came forth piercing my right hip. I still feel the pain…you see how I walk.”
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