My fellow mediums…What are you channeling?
Written Tue, October 24th, 2017
Bonjour,
My fellow mediums, what are you channeling? In case you haven’t realised it, you are a conduit and you are a medium. We all are. Question is, what are you channeling? Transformation or decay. Light or darkness. Angels or Demons. One way or another we channel something or someone. Living waters or mara waters. Good or evil. Joy or sadness. Life or death.
Take a look at this:
Mark 5:9-10 Jesus asked him, “Tell me your name.” He replied, “My name is Mob. I’m a rioting mob.”
Now, how can a whole human being, you are looking at him, he is a person— one man, yet he tells you he is a rioting mob?
Listen to this: Are you unhappy with your life? Do you sometimes feel like you self-destruct? Do you sometimes feel like your troubles are self-inflicted and that you are a self-sabotaging, self-vandalising person who keeps using his/her hands to spoil rather than repair or preserve…? These are the characteristics of the rioting mob. You know that if you continue on the path you’re on, things would go bad, still you do it anyway. You know it would make many unhappy, heck it would make YOU unhappy, still you forge on anyway. The rioting mob is at work.
However, things could be different if only you will allow yourself to channel the right Spirit.
Psalm 51:10 Create in me a clean heart, oh, God, and renew your right Spirit within me.
Some of us grew up singing that song. Perhaps it’s time to invoke the spirit of that prayer. If you do not like how your life is turning out and how you are affecting the people around you— say that prayer.
James 1:5 If any of you lacks wisdom, you should ask God who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to you.
Rid of the rioting mob and invite the sweet, sweet, Spirit of God in. Either way you are a medium. You channel something or someone. Wouldn’t you rather that it were the Spirit of God?
Mark 5:14-15 Everyone wanted to see what had happened. They came up to Jesus and saw the madman sitting there wearing decent clothes and making sense, no longer a walking madhouse of a man.
Selah.
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