Lately, God has been bringing to my visual memory the face of a woman. I first saw her jolting expression on the way back from a Detroit urban mission trip a few years ago. Our team stopped the first time near a bar, and on the way back, we had a second assignment. So, we stopped there again.
I was with Jane. The rest of the team was standing in a circle around a tree or a sign or something. Whatever it was, that scene made this woman come out of the bar - which was closed - and seek understanding. I think it had to do with the fact that the time was around 2 am.
I was just talking to Jane who motioned to look behind me. There was this woman with a frozen face of trauma. She knocked on the van door in slow motion and we opened it. She asked me, “What are they doing?” My mind went blank. Clearly, she found us to be a terror. Couldn’t she see our supernatural superhero capes? We were the good gals and guys with the white hats. We were like Wonder Woman and Super Girl – me and Jane. The rest of the team were like male super heroes. We are a team on the side of Jesus. Standing for truth, light, wisdom, love and deliverance.
I realize that some mythical heroes are named after or associated with demons. I am not claiming any of that. I am using symbolism associated with Godly virtues. Many prophetesses have prophesied of the women of the generation as being like Wonder Woman.
Jane, in her sincere and cheerful manner, told the woman that we were Christians praying. If Jane wasn’t so shiny and bright, the woman would’ve told us to leave or may have threatened to call the police. But somehow God, through Jane, convinced her that we were not weirdos of the evil kind.
Anyhow, that memory causes me to laugh with the joy of the Lord. It’s a wheezy kind of laugh. It is like the moment when things turn around and you don’t quite know why other than to say to God, “Is that you?”
I must admit right here, that I identify with Wonder Woman. So, Jane has to be Super Girl. It would appear to be the other way around, but I once wrote a poem about wanting a few of Wonder Woman’s accessories and specifically her bracelets, lasso, and invisible plane.
In truth, I have those accessories but in a Godly way. The bracelets represent deflecting the fiery darts of the enemy. They are like the shield of faith. And the lasso represents discernment because whenever it surrounds anyone, truth is exposed. The plane represents the ability to take off into the 3rd Heaven without anyone knowing.
I also wrote about Wonder Woman’s love interest, Steve Trevor. I’m not quite sure what he was all about, but Lyle Waggoner played him in the TV show. Mr. Trevor was good looking and nice but lacked discernment because he couldn’t see past Diana’s glasses to figure out that she was indeed a Wonder Woman. Come on!
It turns out that I did actually receive a Wonder Woman bracelet after our trip denoting my new supernatural power. The ability to laugh when the odds seem against me or even at odd moments; and when others are crying or worrying. For some reason I am laughing instead in no small way. Sometimes I say to God, “If you look at reality I shouldn’t be laughing.” But the supernatural realm is more real than so-called reality. “Look at My reality.” God says. So, I laugh the laugh of faith.
The point is that God can turn anything around at any given moment. That reminds me of the lyrics from Bryan Duncan’s song Clap Your Hands… I conclude that there’s nothing more annoying to the devil than to hear me laughing or to see me smiling. It’s not fake – it’s supernatural.
What’s your supernatural power? Use it today and claim your victory.