There was one praise song I never sang when I was little. It was a fast-tempo Twi song that combined feet stomps, emphatic claps and loud voices to launch the ultimate praise attack. I didn’t want any of that. In English, it meant, “I step on the devil, I stomp on the devil. I jump up high, up high, up uuppp high and I stomp on the devil…” That was the repeated over and over again. I disliked it because I felt it was an unprovoked attack on a being that would stay clear of me if I stayed clear of it.
I believed strongly in letting sleeping dogs lie. I didn’t want to look for anyone’s trouble. I just wanted to praise Jesus and get it over with. What did any of that have to do with the devil’s body parts? So in the thick of the praises, I’d just be humming “Bread of heaaavvveen, bread of heaavveen, fill me nooooowwww and eeevverrr mooreeee-oh…” I didn’t want any trouble. I praised prayer warriors and respected them from afar. You, there are choristers, ushers, protocol ministers and all that, you say you don’t like, you want to go and be a prayer warrior, go eh. Only you know how to fight. In my mind, the spiritual life expectancy of anyone too keen on stomping was short. I didn’t want to live on the edge.
In time I realized that God probably allowed me to think that way so we’d have a joke to roll on the floor laughing about later. There is nothing as misinformed as a Christian who thinks he can be ‘peace-loving’ and ‘spiritually co-habit’ with evil. Don’t toch me and I wont toch you.
The fact of the matter.
See, you don’t get on evil’s radar because you sung radical praise songs, you do because of what you carry. Even if you were blind, dumb and mute and you carried a great destiny, there’d still be a plot to probably cripple you too. The hard truth is, we were all born with great great destinies embedded in our DNAs. The bigger your destiny and the closer you are to realizing it, the stronger the ‘annoying’ signal you’re emitting. Nobody is going to waste time destroying a porn star, she’s already on self-destruct mode. It is your dream to be great and affect lives that’s causing itches and ringworms on evil’s skin.
So I got to the point where I had to decide, will I forsake every plan God has for me so the devil will concentrate on more threatening Christians, or will I sink in deep into grace and discover how potent it is to keep me from falling? Obviously, since you’re reading this on this blog, it’s clear I chose the latter. But it was a hard decision to make. If there’d been a way to stay neutral and succeed and not be bugged by any trials or temptations, I would have never spoken ill of evil, but seeing as the violent taketh by force and there are oppositions to great effectual doors of opportunity, my breda, things had to change.
There are no coincidences, there are no lucky breaks; there are things established by grace and realized by deliberate prayer. Believe me. If you’ve gotten where you are aaallll by your own effort then where you are is a journey away from where you can be. Because if indeed no eye has seen nor ear heard, then you cant possibly make it on your own. So if you consider yourself a ‘self-made’ millionaire (stress on self-made), then you’re are rolling in the pocket change of the wealth you could be a steward of if you gave God the driving seat.
No matter how well you did in an exam or how high you rise in life, if you got there all by yourself, by your own moves, connections and sharpness then your potential self is looking at your present self gyimi gyimi. You need to command things ma guy, you need to speak dreams into reality chic and you need to do it with a sense of urgency.
See, if in church you see some dude who cant keep it together during worship, don’t cringe at his eccentricity o, find out his testimony (said: taysti-money). Usually, he who’s saved more loves more. But the way it works is, you cant claim what God’s destined for you without upsetting evil. There’s no way you can become a phenomena without attracting some ‘who do you think you are’ attention, so the earlier and more aggressively you deal with contentions, the better.
The sad truth is, there’s no way you can exterminate contention without a clear understanding of your liberties, entitlements and privileges as an heir to the Kingdom of God. The saddest sight is to see princes walking as servants ride on the horses, or to see royalty begging for food as peasants ravish their feasts. You need to know and understand the arsenal at your disposal, and you cant if you don’t draw near to God.
The biggest reason you’ll be reluctant to stomp on the devil is fear. Funny enough, that’s the first thing to fly out the window when the Holy Spirit settles in your life. Suddenly you begin to smile at things that spooked you and you develop a ‘foolish’ level of optimism and hope. You guard closely against anything that will draw you from God, because you know He’s your claim to fame.
So I entreat you to discover your true self in God’s eye. See how the boldness that intimacy fills you with will lead you to say prayers you never would have uttered if you knew you were going to sleep with the lights out. Watch your character get built as you emerge from challenges that would have crushed you for sho. Observe how you draw strength and encouragement from the same things that depress the world. And see if it wasn’t worth it after all.
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