In the Midst of the Mob

Tonight I witnessed 200 people spark into an angry mob. They were shouting, then screaming, then raving. Within their ranks men were enraging the people as if they were stirring a hornets nest. Shouts of violence began to prevail as the crowd talked about cutting down trees to set them on fire, throwing rocks, stealing. Some were screaming at us to leave. Others were jumping up and down uncontrollably, and there was quick talk among the crew I was with to get into the cars and get out of there. 

I knew I had no right to ask anyone to come with me.

I took off my hat, and took the first step walking toward the mob. I had a flashing image of a roasted pig, hoisted on the people's shoulders with an apple in his mouth. I knew the pig was supposed to be me. My enemy was pulling out all the stops. Then I remembered 2 pastors and a wife that prayed for me this week to have the security and protections of the Cherubim, the 007's of God's Angel Armies.

I walked straight into the middle of the mob and touched the man who was inciting the people the most. I shook his hand and told him I'd like to talk to the people...

What do you think happened next? I think maybe you would only believe me if you were there. 

Instantly 200 people sat down, as if we were playing a game of Musical Chairs. Within 10 seconds a raging, fever-pitched mob became totally silent.
God's Word was read to them. 
Galatians 5:19-25. About the fruit of the flesh and the fruit of the Spirit. Hatred, jealousy and discord vs. love, joy, and peace. 
I spoke to them about Jesus. 
How He came for the sick, the hurting, the lowly, and how He loved them. How He raised them up, healed them. How He died for us. How we should follow His example. 

For the next 1 1/2 hours we had fruit-filled, peaceful dialog. There was so much serenity that the children of the village fell asleep at my feet. One little girl curled up with my hat and my Bible clutched in her hands.

THAT, my brothers and sisters, is the power of my God. All authority is His.
Is there anything that He can't do?

Up! Up! Up! Go! Go! Go!

All Glory to Jesus. Every knee will bow, every tongue will confess. If we are truly blessed and rescued, we have no excuse and nothing to wait for. We can see a little of His power here on this Earth, if we will but carry the flame out beyond the blazing lights of the stadium and into the darkest of back-alley shadows where no man would dare to go. That's where He does His best work. That's where you get to see Him shine!