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carman's witch invitation

One peaceful afternoon I picked up from my mailbox the strangest looking letter I'd ever seen, a chilling little envelope bordered with flying bats, and eerie serpents whose eyes were tinted green. The letter was addressed to me so as I opened it I froze. What I read turned my complexion three shades of blue. It said, 'My name is Isaac Horowitz. I'm a male witch, a warlock and I feel I need to spend some time with you.' Now as a Christian from a little church with God's call on my life, a man of faith and power with a challenge to grow I did what any saint would do in my situation. I tore it up said, 'Lord, no way I'm gonna go.' Then gently and methodically the Holy Spirit spoke and reminded me we're God's voice to our nation. It's the church's responsibility to witness, so reluctantly I accepted this witch's invitation. He had the house you'd expect, the old English cottage, a 'Nightmare on Elm Street' special right to the core, the overgrown ivy, the gate that creaked when opened, somehow you'd expect Freddy to answer this door. The doorbell rang, a hollow gong, the knob twisted then opened, and Isaac stood before me with a grin. His jet black hair and well trimmed beard flowed with his black silk clothes. My skin crawled as he said, 'Please come on in.' His house was filled with every occultic symbol you could fathom; Hanging pentagrams and horoscope signs, a Ouija board and dungeons and dragons game set on the table, a crystal ball with an incandescent shine. Then graciously he handed me some steaming herbal tea. Its presence caused my memory to jog...I thought of every horror flick I'd seen when I was a kid and thought 'man if you drink this stuff next day you'll be a frog.' Then he led me to a high backed chair as he meticulously began to unfold his scenario with evil patience. I was given a giant leather bound book jammed with newspaper clippings, thus the reason for this witch's invitation. With eagerness he pointed to each article with pride. He said, 'I healed this woman through a Babylonian chant; You see this man, I cured him while performing druid worship; I was paid to curse this man with AIDS by his aunt.' On and on, page after page, delightfully he flaunted each incident for an hour without a breath. He said, 'Do you realize through my understanding of the dark regions that I can make you rich or even curse someone to death?' I sat literally intimidated by his immensity in demon power while his face shone with a satanic arrogant bliss. Then placing his hands on the arms of my chair and leaning into my face he said, 'What can your God do to compete with this?' I knew then how Moses felt, when his rod turned to a serpent and the three Egyptian magicians did the same. It's as if you're sitting there in that stunned moment while your faith gets violated and all you feel is weak, powerless and lame. I desperately and deeply prayed saying, 'Jesus give me wisdom - I don't want to put you through some foolish test. Then a shaft of light shot through my soul igniting my eyes with fire. God stood me up and I threw the book back in his chest. I said 'Isaac, I'll not compare God's miracles versus Satan's - the issue's not God's kingdom and Satan's lair. The real comparison is the condition of your soul and the condition of mine, and you puppet of the devil, that I will compare. I said, My friend, one day they're coming for you - the soft associates in your incantations - the friendly demons you think you now control. The time will come when you'll be lying in bed wheezing like a dying animal and those spirits lay claim to the rights they own to your soul.' 'Then the room will grow dark, and the most hideous evil faces you ever seen will come flaming out of the floor with a yell! The vile informants that promised reincarnation will claw your spirit and victoriously drag your soul to hell!' Then I grabbed the book and said, 'In that moment which mantra, which incantation you gonna chant to tell them to leave you alone? I said, My friend, I know beyond a shadow of a doubt what I would say...'I'm bought with the blood of Jesus! Let me go!' ' I said, 'Isaac, when you tossed that book in my lap, you gloated with a sinister victory. You rejoiced when you saw your name in black and white. Now I rejoice, but not that your counsel of demons are subject to Jesus, but that my name is written in the Lamb's Book of Life!' Then Isaac jumped up from his chair and screamed, 'You must leave now!' I said, 'I will, but one last obligation - Next time think twice before you rumble with a man of God!!! And by the way thanks for your.. uhh... witch's invitation.

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City On Fire Live

City on Fire is the debut album from City of Life Church, one of Central Florida?s most vibrant, growing churches. Under the direction of senior pastor and worship leader Jeffrey Smith, City of Life?s vibrant worship has been captured on this live release of thirteen tracks that will drive you to a deeper expression of love for God.-http://www.cityoflifeworship.com

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How Deep The Father's Love For Us - Sarah Sadler lyrics

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P.O.D.-Goodbye For Now

Goodbye For Now by P.O.D. I can still see the light at the end of the tunnel shine through the dark times, even when I lose my mind but it feels like no one in the world is listening and I can't ever seem to make the right decisions I walk around in the same haze I'm still caught in my same ways I'm losing time in these strange days but, somehow, I always know the right things to say I don't know what time it is or whose the one to blame for this Do I believe what I can't see? And how do you know which way the wind blows? 'Cause I can feel it all around I'm lost between the sound And just when I think I know, there she goes Goodbye for now Goodbye for now, so long Goodbye for now I'm not the type to say "I told you so" Goodbye for now, so long I think the hardest part of holding on is letting it go When will we sing a new song, a new song? We're still smiling as the day goes by And how come nobody ever knows the reasons why? Burry you deep, so far that you can't see If you're like me, who wears a broken heart on your sleeve? Pains and struggles that you know so well Either time don't, it can't or it just won't tell I'm not the type to say "I told you so" I think the hardest part of holding on is letting it go I don't know what time it is or whose the one to blame for this Do I believe what I can't see? And how do you know which way the wind blows? 'Cause I can feel it all around I'm lost between the sound And just when I think I know, there she goes Goodbye for now Goodbye for now, so long Goodbye for now I'm not the type to say "I told you so" Goodbye for now, so long I think the hardest part of holding on is letting it go When will we sing a new song, a new song? When will we sing a new song, a new song? And you can sing until there's no song left (song left) And I can scream until the world goes deaf (goes deaf) For every other word left unsaid you should've took the time to read the sign and see what it meant (what it meant) In some ways, everybody feels alone so if the burden is mine, then I can carry my own (carry my own) If joy really comes in the morning sun then I'm 'a sit back and wait until the next sunrise Goodbye for now Goodbye for now, so long Goodbye for now I'm not the type to say "I told you so" Goodbye for now, so long I think the hardest part of holding on is letting it go When will we sing a new song, a new song? When will we sing a new song, a new song?

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Salvation Part 3

A deeper look at living according to the Spirit. False peace and false guilt.

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