So I was washing dishes a couple days ago - Timothy was out - when some little devil started "accusing the brethren" in my ear. Where "the brethren" equals my husband. He must have been new at this little trick because the stuff he was trying to dredge up to get me upset was ridiculous. Stuff that is long since forgiven and so far removed that it was just impossible to attach any emotion to it.
"Remember this ... ? Remember when he said this? Remember that one time ... ?"
I was more irritated at the accuser than at the accused.
I know in that situation we're supposed to follow Jesus' example from the wilderness and combat with scripture, but I was feeling feisty and ... well I kind of used scripture.
"Remember that time you guys thought Satan could really ascend higher than God? Man, did you fall hook, line, and sinker for that one! Idiots. Who would actually believe that?! Talk about short-sighted. 'Fell like lightning from heaven,' is, I think, how that turned out for ya. Oh, and remember that time you thought you'd killed Jesus? Ha ha ha - and He showed up at your door and you got yet another beat down?! Oh to have been a fly on the wall ..."
It's not conventional, but it worked. I finished the dishes in peace.
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OoOOOoooOOOooo, I LOVE it!
when was this and what was I doing?
a great reminder of our time. and the most practical real example i've heard on how to recognize the war is NOT of the flesh and blood.
It was days ago, my Timmy, you weren't home. I don't know where you were.
sweet. kick demon butt, you spiritual She-Ra you.
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