A year ago this month at a Walmart in Amarillo, a man approached me and asked, “How many years?” I didn’t understand what he was asking and he said, “How old are you?” I told him I’m headed to 80. He had just turned 72 the day before. We had a short chat, short because I told him it won’t get better, it will get worse.
About 25 minutes before this a Walmart lady saw me struggling to walk and asked if she could get me a chair to sit in for a while. I declined. I soon got a motor cart and crashed into a big post and another Walmart lady came to my aid. She followed me to make sure I got where I was trying to go.
That same day my iPhone had the audacity to send me an estimate of what it called my Walking Steadiness. According to the iPhone my walking steadiness was LOW. In the back of my mind I already knew my walking status was low, and I didn’t appreciate my iPhone throwing it in my face. On top of all this, demons have been attacking my family for some time now. My son, my wife, and I all have health problems that have rushed in and overcome us in a heavy wave. I spent four weeks in the hospital recently staring death in the face. The doctors and nurses had more needles in me than I cared to count. And they had to remove some of them and poke me with new needles two or three times a day.
There is also a great war going on within me and apart from me. Spiritual forces of wickedness in the heavenly places are trying to undo and derail the will of God, but greater is He who is in me than he who is in the world. And God will not give us more than we can bear. I know this from experience. Demons have chased me all my Christian life. One used to stand at the end of our bed and taunt me.
Another time I cast one out of a woman and he flew right by my face with tremendous hatred for me. Later that night. I saw him again and he flew through my house and out the back door. Immediately an angel appeared and reached up through the ceiling and the roof, and placed something in a basket, then said to me, “You have a treasure in heaven, a pearl is being laid up for you.”
The next day I looked up the meaning of the lady’s name from whom the demon was sent away. Her name was Rita, and Rita meant a pearl.
Why am I babbling on about these things? I don’t know. Perhaps I’m daring the spiritual forces of wickedness to slap me around, lie about me, and do what they will. Today is their day, eternity is mine, because greater is He who is in me than he who is in the world, 1 John 4:4.
The Lord my God will not be defeated.
I’m sorry this was so long. I don’t need prayer; I need justice. I am here because God sent me here. I am His most unworthy servant, and my allegiance is to Him.
Jon David Banks, God’s most unworthy servant
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