Exodus 35:28 AV “And spice, and oil for the light, and for the anointing oil, and for the sweet incense.”
In terms of my last light prayer, there has been no shift. The cadence is still intense. Spiritual warfare still intrudes relentlessly. God’s grace is present for me to grow on the run, and there is an overflowing abundance of new revelation which comes so rapidly, I cannot even capture it all.
Nonetheless, Teacher is still sad and is waiting on the sidelines like a member of the special teams, hoping he gets some playing time some day.
I have been intrigued by God’s continued pushing me away from authority-based warfare into power encounters. It is certainly nothing at all intentional on my part and is clearly fiercely intentional on His part. Not sure where this is going or why He is taking me down this road, but it is clear that this is a “muscle” that can and does grow, when exercised.
So like it or not, I am going to the “gym” of the battlefield with monotonous regularity, and my flavor of engagement with the enemy has changed a lot. I was mildly amused when I was doing some territorial work recently. As I was introducing myself to the dark realm, one of them interrupted curtly and said, “We know who you are.”
Hmmm . . .
It is clear that this is a season. It is clear that God’s agenda is for my light to shine brightly in the demonic realm. That was nowhere on the top 500 items in my dream list of light prayers in January, but that is where we have ended up. My brand recognition in the dark realms is improving. Can’t you just see that line in my resume?
It has been hard. It is certainly unwanted by my soul. It is definitely God; therefore, I defiantly say that it is good.
HOWEVER, there is a down side that rubs. A warrior is by definition focused and intense. I believe that is why God directed the Hebrew warriors to stay outside the camp for seven days after a battle, so their souls could chill out and the colonel could become daddy again before meeting the kids.
Works for them. Doesn’t work for me. My days are so rapid fire with switching from warfare to writing to admin to healing to diagnostics to warfare to writing. I don’t enjoy the segmented days but am quite used to it and am able to march to that cadence. (Although Teacher is looking anxiously at the ten days that are blocked off for single focused study in the near term, hoping nothing intrudes in his ability to go deep, deep, deep in a single topic.)
While my task-soul can adequately adjust to the regular changes of pace, my emotional-soul is not doing so well.
You see, in the past my drive for ministering to people has been deeply rooted in compassion. In the present, God is developing in me some intense anger over certain demonic structures. I am more and more understanding Elijah and his hatred of Baal and all it stood for.
This anger at the kingdom of darkness having the impudence to do what they do to my King’s people is a new flavor for me, at least in the intensity I am feeling it currently.
So a common cycle is looking at a problem, seeing what the devil has done, anger at him, a power encounter, freedom, celebration and back to admin or writing. But my emotions are sometimes still stuck back in the “I can’t believe he had the unmitigated gall to do THAT to HIM” mode while I am involved in an activity that requires my being on the softer side of things.
I find that this whole sector of taking up an offense for God, in His ongoing battle with His ancient enemy, has become a slow burn in the background that flares up from time to time and never goes away.
And that is eerily similar to those years when my own floating cloud of anger was always there in the background, waiting to unleash a bolt of lightning on some unfortunate person.
That is uncomfortable for me.
Hence this prayer focus. The light in the Tabernacle was to be sweet, not just clear. I am walking in facets of light that truly surprise me and I am grateful. But I want it to be sweet light.
This weekend I will be in Stevens, PA for the seminar on Shame to Dignity. I have taught it in Uganda, South Africa and Austria. Each time there has been a deeper intensity. This time will be the final teaching as we attempt to record it.
Please pray that within all of the intensity of my fury against the damage that the devil does to God’s people with the tool of shame, there will still be a deep sweetness to the sound, as the heart of God for legitimacy and dignity will be heard clearly as well.
Copyright November 2014 by Arthur Burk
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