Before I was able to fully decern between receiving God's messages and messages from the evil one, I had many occurrences where I would run out of gas on the highway because I was receiving what I assumed were messages at times meant to test my faith. I would take off down the road without checking my gas gage regularly. During the time just after being saved, it was such a confusing time.
That is just the time when the evil one causes you lots of confusion because you are a new christian. The devil really goes after you at that time to cause as many problems and confusing thoughts as possible.
Sad to say, it's a normal thing...when going through an awakening.
First of all, as I ponder on how very hard things were at that time, it is extremely obvious to me that God definitely kept me safe and protected during those times. I cannot tell you how many miles I literally drove with an empty gas tank; totally empty. I know without any doubt I drove back home one time sitting on empty for atleast two hours. It was totally dark, I had an empty tank and no money to fill the tank. I spoke to the Lord and let Him know how much faith I had that He would get me home. When I made it all the way home that night, I just sat in the car for a little while thanking my Heavenly Father for the miracle He had just performed. It was so unreal!
I promise you it actually happened; believe it or not...
All these things happening caused problems between my family and I. I would be prompted to make trips different places in trying to help people. Well, even though I knew I was literally going through a spiritual transformation on one hand, on the other hand my family had no choice but to assume I was going off the deep end. I can understand how very worried they must have been.
I think I remember running out of gas about three times within a short period of a few weeks and my family would have to retrieve me from the side of the highway.
Trying to explain exactly what I was experiencing to my family was just impossible.
I was already very aware that God had a higher calling on my life.
That final time this had happened, a local deputy came by and asked me if he could help. He went to get me some gasoline at the closest small town. Once again, I had no money. I was extremely blessed he came along.
My problem was, at that time, talking too much about my spirituality, so this nice man was worried about my state of mind. To the typical person hearing me, they could only assume I was playing with less than a full deck, if you know what I mean.
People automatically think the worst so he called an ambulance to come speak to me about the way I was feeling.
I have always had a habit of not drinking enough water and I knew I was getting too dehydrated, so when the ambulance driver asked me if I thought I needed to get checked out, I agreed with him.
Once the ambulance delivered me to the nearest emergency room, they gave me fluids through a drip to help me recuperate. Unbeknownst to me though, after several hours in the er, I was transferred to the 3rd floor where I stayed for the next 3 weeks because they thought I was looney tunes.
I was so very angry. I knew I was fine but they started me on medicines to try to hush my discussion of my spirituality.
I have never been so aggravated with a physician as I was with the one responsible for my care during that time.
Every day after they started giving me these new meds when he would make his rounds all he seemed to constantly ask me was whether I still wanted to talk about my spirituality. With each passing day, he angered me more and more. This man thought that was going to change. Finally, about a week before being released, he entered my room and voiced the same question... I had had enough of him. I told him, "you can medicate me from now on, but my heart and voice will remain unchanged. He finally shut his mouth about it.
I will say this, just because the truth someone speaks seems crazy to you does not mean that that person's heart is not realistically going through a lifechanging transformation. It's alright to consider someone is off until it happens to you, and it very well could. Not a single one of us knows what tomorrow may bring.
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