We are about a month away from our land dynamics training in Innsbruck, in April 2018. We have between 40 and 50 people coming from over a dozen nations, most planning to stay for the guided field work.
That means a LOT of shuffling of names around the spreadsheet, trying to match up earned authority that is well placed against the strongholds that will be visited.
This series of blogs are simply my thinking out loud so you can see the logic behind staffing teams and building strategies.
Today Serina went to scout out a spot called Target #8 that we plan to send a team to. We had reason to believe that it was pretty dark and loaded with critters, since it is anchoring a leyline.
She went, saw, came back and reported that there was no drama, no darkness, she discerned nothing, there was no push back.
We took a step back to ponder what was really going on. Lots of odds and ends bubbled up, but nothing convincing.
Then I remembered that the whole time she was gone, I was paralyzed in terms of work. She had waited to do her reconnaissance until I was in the office this morning, so I could have her back in case anything went sideways.
I got out of bed feeling clear headed, ready for the day. I checked in with her when I was in the office, and she left on her mission. The whole time she was gone, I was unable to do anything of significance. I would piddle at this, then that, then something else.
There was no ability to even answer basic emails.
I tried a nap. I tried a cup of tea. I tried a bunch of stuff. No traction.
About an hour after she was back, I was still floundering. I pinged her and sure enough, she was also not able to get traction on anything.
Now it all made sense. Target #8 is designed to tamp down initiative in the spiritual realm in the city. When you go there, you are expected to lay down your connection with the present. It is like Disneyland or a day spa or a museum — you go there to BE there and to immerse yourself in that ambiance, not to bring your daily life with you.
And all the people who go there and willingly disconnect from their world, and enter into the world of that institution, are empowering the demonic in a far larger way than just the time they are there. They have come under the spiritual power of that demonic entity.
I was rather stunned that my JUST being on standby for Serina’s exploratory trip would allow them to shut me down so completely.
Obviously the team we send there will be militantly pushing against the mesmerizing spirit, but the other issue that shouted was the earned authority in terms of pushing through obstacles in life.
Serina and I ran down the list of people who have applied and been accepted for the training and swiftly picked off a dozen or so who had very little tenacity. Doesn’t take much in life to stop them. Clearly they would not be on that team.
Then we flipped it the other way and marked the individuals who have a history of relentlessly doing workarounds whenever there is an obstacle. They just don’t stop.
Interestingly, most of those were already tagged to be team leaders elsewhere!
So we will be juggling names on teams until the day before the event, but we now have a very different grid for this one. Target #8 has a huge potential. If we manage to do some clean up there, it could change the spiritual climate of the whole city to some degree.
BUT, hundreds of thousands of people have been there over the centuries, willingly yielding to the invitation to disconnect from the larger picture and to be emotionally guided by the powers that are there. That represents a stunningly strong force to be pierced.
We will need some fiercely independent, highly focused, spiritual marathon runners to be able to put a scratch on that bad boy!
Fortunately, we have some!
So . . . when I realized what all was going on, my question was how to get myself (and Serina) out from under the paralysis.
I looked away from the To Do list that forever sits on the corner of my desk and jumps up and down, looking for attention. I looked inside and asked, “Where is the grace to do SOMETHING right now?”
The answer was to write this blog. I was surprised because I was not planning to document our vetting process but here we are.
I think that as a result of overtly looking for where God was right then, it hopefully broke the power of the paralysis off me. I suspect I can walk out the rest of the day with some degree of order.
And that raises another issue for the team − we need people who have their ears on, who can break out of the structure, systems and processes of Target #8 and do the thing God calls them to do at that time.
For now, this will go off to Sandy for proofing, I will surface, check with the team, and then come back to my desk to see what kind of momentum I have now.
Copyright March 2018, by Arthur Burk