I get an "invitation" to meet satan one night at a parking lot...he's ready to fight and all week long he's been driving by my house, revving up his engine really loud, squealing and burning out on his tires and just really making a menace of himself in my world...
From what I hear of his rumblings outside my house, it's a bit intimidating, to say the least! I allow fear to well up inside me and I begin to question, "Do I really believe I can trample him down like the bible says I can? Do I really believe I can overcome him?" But I have to prove that I believe what I say I believe, so I take his invitation and meet him at the parking lot for the "fight!"
I pull up in my 4-door Camry with it's quiet engine, normal car-sized tires and wait. . .heart is beating faster and faster....palms are sweating..."oh my. . .can I do this?" I wonder.
Then, I hear this LOUD noise coming around the block and think, "What on Earth is that?" And around the bend comes this HUGE black truck, tires so big, they look like they belong on a tractor! The engine is so LOUD I put my hands over my ears to block out the obnoxious sound! The windows are tinted black and I can't even make out the driver, but I know it's him. He pulls right up to my front bumper, and has the audacity to bump it and start to push my car backwards. I put my foot on the brake-I'm standing firm. He finally stops, puts his big monster truck in park and opens his driver's side door. I get out of my car and come around to meet him, just a few feet away from his door....then I see something silver sliding down from the cab...it's a LADDER! Yes! I kid you not! He slides a ladder to the pavement, makes sure it's secure and then steps down it, one little foot at a time...I see these pint-sized legs emerge down the steps and wonder, "who is this?" With both feet firmly on the ground, he turns to me-hands on his hips, scowl on his face and says, "You wanna a piece of me," with a squeaky voice to fit his stature....all 3 feet of him!
I could not believe my eyes! I chuckled out loud and said, "This is it? You're the guy in the big monster truck, driving by my house, trying to intimidate me? You're it?" I can't help but laugh at the little man standing before me, shaking my head in disbelief! I walk over to him, jump up, and trample him in one swift move..."I'm so done with you, satan," I casually say as I walk back to my car, get in, and drive away. I'm still shaking my head today in disbelief that for YEARS I've allowed him to intimidate me, scare me, defeat me, deceive me and even try to destroy me. I will never look at him the same way and I hope you won't either! :)
I have given you authority to trample on snakes and scorpions and to overcome all the power of the enemy; nothing will harm you.
Luke 10:19 NIV
