I would have loved to end this year with some encouraging reports about God's exploits…
I was hoping to share in my final journal entry for 2002, a glorious victory report from Detroit, Michigan. I will have to save this for next year.
Right now, however, I have to address an urgent matter. I am seeing, as I continue on this Christian journey, that the devil is getting more clever and diabolical in his attacks against my life and my testimony. This is no surprise. In fact, I am learning to rejoice in these fierce trials. That the devil is mad at me is a blessing, because it surely is evidence that whatever I am doing is shaking the kingdom of Hell.
Recently, I learned that a woman who had reached out to me (back in October) asking for help in dealing with the issue of forgiveness, had apparently made some kind of deal with the National Enquirer, a scandal tabloid. My letters to her (there were three letters) were filled with words of kindness and encouragement. I tried to share the comfort of Jesus with this woman who, sadly, lost a child through an act of violence.
I do not know what happened, but the National Enquirer printed a lengthy story filled with fabrications and falsehood. When I read this article, it felt as if my guts were being ripped out of me. The Enquirer article was an attack of demonic ferocity unlike anything I had ever experienced previously.
I was alleged to have written letters to this woman that were confessions to unsolved crimes. That I committed my first murder when I was eleven years old, and that I would have the “urge to kill” until the day that I died.
The entire article is absurd and full of lies. I am praying about this situation. But for now, I am simply glad that this year is finally over. Hallelujah!
D.B.
Right now, however, I have to address an urgent matter. I am seeing, as I continue on this Christian journey, that the devil is getting more clever and diabolical in his attacks against my life and my testimony. This is no surprise. In fact, I am learning to rejoice in these fierce trials. That the devil is mad at me is a blessing, because it surely is evidence that whatever I am doing is shaking the kingdom of Hell.
Recently, I learned that a woman who had reached out to me (back in October) asking for help in dealing with the issue of forgiveness, had apparently made some kind of deal with the National Enquirer, a scandal tabloid. My letters to her (there were three letters) were filled with words of kindness and encouragement. I tried to share the comfort of Jesus with this woman who, sadly, lost a child through an act of violence.
I do not know what happened, but the National Enquirer printed a lengthy story filled with fabrications and falsehood. When I read this article, it felt as if my guts were being ripped out of me. The Enquirer article was an attack of demonic ferocity unlike anything I had ever experienced previously.
I was alleged to have written letters to this woman that were confessions to unsolved crimes. That I committed my first murder when I was eleven years old, and that I would have the “urge to kill” until the day that I died.
The entire article is absurd and full of lies. I am praying about this situation. But for now, I am simply glad that this year is finally over. Hallelujah!
D.B.