I switched schools in class two. It was a public school that was more public than the rest. Back then, I wasn’t any bit bigger; I was very small and gangly and new. One day at recess I headed outside, but no one wanted to play with me. So I took a walk, looked at some grass, kicked a few pebbles, and turned the corner of the building… to find the school bullies waiting for me.
There were huge ladies and a few minions, and they were many. As they circled me, I knew this wasn’t going to end well.“What’s your name?” one lady asked.“Mary,” I answered.They giggled and one girl asked if I had AIDS. They burst out laughing. Yeah. True story. I had only heard about AIDS back then being a killer disease, I mean, it was in the 90s. So imagine my terror. The terror of a class two girl who wasn’t quite appealing physically to their standards.
And then Connie showed up. Connie was a neighbor who decided to shield me as a big sister. She was in class 8. A captain and took no nonsense. Connie walked right into the center of the circle, “What are you all trying to do to her? .”I was like, “Yeah. That’s right! What she said.”
The humongous ladies and the little minions dispersed. This experience taught me a fantastic truth. In the presence of a greater strength, bullies become wimps. It taught me to stand up against bullies and trolls. . .but greater than that, it opened up my spiritual eyes to something greater.I thank God that Connie was there. I thank God for my daddy who affirmed a bullied daughter. . .but more than that, I thank him that he reminded me who I was in Jesus Christ. I was a royal priesthood. A Holy nation. A peculiar person. . .no I wasn’t going to cut out for a normal kind of stuff. . .peculiar is what God called me.
We can watch this truth play out in Scripture as Jesus’ teaching was interrupted:In the synagogue there was a man possessed by a demon, an impure spirit. He cried out at the top of his voice, “Go away! What do you want with us, Jesus of Nazareth? Have you come to destroy us? I know who you are—the Holy One of God!” “Be quiet!” Jesus said sternly. “Come out of him!” Then the demon threw the man down before them all and came out without injuring him. (Luke 4:33-35). That’s what you call a demonic tantrum.
Jesus commanded the demon to exit the man and, like a toddler told to take his hand out of the cookie jar, the demon threw a fit. Why is that?Demons know obedience isn’t a choice in the presence of Jesus.In the presence of a greater strength, bullies become wimps. Spiritual warfare is real. The truth is that we do not fight against flesh and blood but against invisible forces that threaten to distabilize our ground and focus…But there’s a God in Heaven.
It doesn’t matter what you are facing now. God is for you! God is watching your move. He will keep your foot from falling. Your protector never slumbers nor sleeps! He is awake! He is for you. The confidence I have in Jesus Christ cannot be equated to anything. For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord – Romans 8:38-39
So here I am. Might be still small but very fulfilled and happily married to a man who tickles my every being. Working mama of two babies after 4 miscarriages. Blogger at ourmarriagechronicles.com, teaching God’s Word. Co-authored two books with my husband, and so much more that the Lord has gifted me to do for His glory. It doesn’t matter your now, Jesus is for you!