As I write this letter to you I am still chuckling on the inside about the fact that tomorrow is Wednesday the thirteenth. Does it really make a difference if it is Wednesday or Friday that this feared by some number falls on, when it is a Friday does it bring upon them more dread, more possibility of doom and gloom when it is the thirteenth of the month, why not the ominous Tuesday the eighth?
I’m sure some of you got a laugh out of this and other similar fallacies as well, but let’s try something. What about stepping on a crack, walking under a ladder, crossing your fingers, how about thanking your lucky stars, that four-leafed clover or rabbit’s foot, I’ll guess that if I kept going I would come upon one that would probably hit a nerve with some of you. Superstitious nonsense, I do not care which one anyone holds even the faintest belief in, every single one of them are conjectures within our own minds, but they do have basis in truth.
“Regard not them that have familiar spirits, neither seek after wizards, to be defiled by them: I am the LORD your God.” (Lev 19:31) The books that were burnt would have sold for fifty thousand pieces of silver, (Acts 19:19) no superstitious nonsense there my friends, cold, hard, facts spoken of in the Scriptures. There is no such thing as luck, chance, or coincidence, not in the lives of the saved, not in the lives of the lost, they do not exist, they are constructs of the imaginations of the minds of men, watered down versions and ideologies of circumstances not long dead, but buried deeper in our societies.
Moloch is still alive, and babies around the world are still being sacrificed to him. I speak not here of the gods that man has made, those images of wood, stone, and earth that are mentioned in the Scriptures, they are nothing more than the fanciful imaginations of artisans, they neither speak, hear nor live, but there are those that do, and these gods will never die. Moloch, Dagon, Ashtaroth, all of the gods of the nations that did not serve Almighty God were not made up by man, their vain imaginations could never come up with those that we are speaking of here today.
There are only four classifications of sentient beings, God the Father, Son and Holy Spirit, angels, demons, and man. Demons do not die, they don’t fade away, they do not quit, and they are going nowhere until they are cast alive into the fire that burns eternally, where the worm dies not. (Isaiah 66:24) There are no such things as ghosts, spirits, spooks, haunts, whatever terminology that you choose to use, there are demons, and they are far past being nice. “And as it is appointed unto men once to die, but after this the judgment.” (Heb. 9:27) These superstitions that many hold onto, these false gods in thousands of different religious organizations come from either one of two places, either the mind of man, using them to keep the population in subjection, or from demons, they have no other beginning.
To those who will not listen to the will of man, man will prepare a god, and that god’s attributes will reward the faithful follower, but punish those who will not submit to his rule. This trick has been used by man for thousands of years, it is an excellent tool to lead the masses into believing their cause, those who cannot lead will find a way to lead by persuasion. A simple sleight of hand, a “magic trick” here or there, perhaps the death of a few of the expendables, and they will commit all they are to you. It has happened before, it is happening today, and its end will not happen until our Lord comes to reign on this earth. But the demons are different.
We love to think that perhaps one day we will be blessed to entertain angels unawares (Heb. 13:2) but demons, well they are just little fellows that whisper in our ears trying to get us to do bad things, they only come out in the latest, darkest hours of the night, scurrying behind trees, poking their noses in where they don’t belong. They don’t still have babies sacrificed to them, they don’t kill women and children anymore, they hold no power to tear men’s souls apart. Exactly who do you think we are in a battle against, ourselves? Why are you never to take off the armor of God, (Eph. 6:11) what is the shield for? Think of demons as those who make serial killers look like schoolboys, that make the worst mass murderers in the history of mankind resemble petulant little children, and you will have the beginnings of an understanding of what true evil is.
There has always been superstition, manmade idols and boogeyman, but there were demons long before we showed up on the scene, and their leader, if you will, has the power of death (Heb. 2:14) and it would be ridiculous to believe that he is the only one among them that wields this power. Yes, they subvert the minds of men, yes, they are subtle and conniving, yes, they are evil, but they are so much more. Incredible powers are shown by them, enough to coerce even the sons of Jacob to lay their children in the arms of the burning hot fires of the idols dedicated to them, (Jer. 19:5) enough to force the children of men to perform all manner of atrocities in their names. Demons can cause what we would call supernatural things to occur, and it takes very little for most individuals to be made to believe in one who does what most cannot do, much less what they would consider miracles.
They cannot even breath upon the children of the Most High God unless He allows it, but they really don’t need to, we allow within us the false belief that if we knock on wood, if we repeat a certain phrase, if we move our hands in front of us in the shape of a cross that we will be safe, our lucky charms protect us. Evil cannot be stopped by a rabbit’s foot or any other foolish notion that man may hold. You have nothing to fear from any fallen angel if your name is written for all eternity in the Lambs Book of Life, for no evil will befall you, (Psalm 91:10) all that happens to you is for good. (Romans 8:28)But woe to the man that professes Christ only with his lips, the man who crosses his fingers for good luck, he may find himself a play toy for beings much larger and fiercer than the little red horned cherubs that he has envisioned in his mind.
