I must confess that I have been bitten. The werewolf did not do it. The vampire is not the one guilty. It was someone else. Someone I met long ago. Someone that touched the fabric of my clothes as the oil dripped from my forehead. I recall the anointing.
I recall the power of God grabbing a hold of my mind and changing my thoughts. I was going in one direction, not the group, and found another. I changed the way I dressed. I changed the way I spoke. I changed the way I viewed life. For the first time I viewed life from an eternal perspective at not local.
No one told me to change. The Holy Spirit told me to change. I chose to be obedient. He chose to continue speaking. Disobedience closes the mouth of God and like the children of Israel you will wander aimlessly without direction and live in confusion.
Some believers, so called, said to me it does not take all that. You are being legalistic. Those same believers, so called, have cheated on their wives, lost their jobs due to drunkenness and have molested their children. I hear the words previously spoken “it does not take all that.” Really!!
Why would God in his complete awesomeness give us the Holy Spirit if he wanted us to continue living the way we lived without him? Why did he send his only Son? For me to say “it does not take all that?”
I assure you, it takes everything we have to live holy.
Many will say to me in that day, Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied in thy name? and in thy name have cast out devils? and in thy name done many wonderful works? And then will I profess unto them, I never knew you: depart from me, ye that work iniquity. Therefore whosoever heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them, I will liken him unto a wise man, which built his house upon a rock: Matthew 7:22- 24