Last night, I went to the new members thing at Daystar. It fell on a Monday, which is also the healing rooms night.
At the end, I ran into Kurt. We said hello for a sec, and I was about to head home. He asked if we could talk. I agreed. So, we walked around the healing rooms area, and I waited as he hung up his name tag. I was going to sit in the chairs right there, but he wanted to go outside.
Well, he started back in with all the accusing from before. He said that my encounter with them a few weeks ago was disrespectful to Kimberly and therefore disrespectful to him and on and on. I told him to stop. I told him that I wasnt going to have this discussion with him anymore and that I had already forgiven him and her and released them. The spirit of accusation isnt from God. He has unforgiveness in his heart, it seems.
Three ladies walked out while we were talking and drove away.
Kurt started in again, and I told him that this was childish. He was upset because I left when Kimberly showed up in a 3 person crowd at church. I told Kurt that I dont want to be in her or his presence. It’s really that simple. My peace returns to me when I am around them, so I simply wish to take a different path than the same as them. Is this right with God? I dont know. I am simply trying to avoid a problem at church. Perhaps there is something to it.
Anyway, we made little progress, and I told Kurt that I dont want to have this discussion with him again – ever. I am not going to go back into the past. It’s sinful.
Perhaps this is a test of God. Perhaps I am back to that relational thing over being right thing. I chose being right, I guess. I dont want a relationship with them. But, what does God want?
Lord?
As I was driving home, this entire thing was playing in my head. I couldnt figure out what just happened. It was all so odd. Kurt had so much evil in his eyes and heart. He definitely has something going on. It was almost creepy.
Then, I had the thought: he brought me outside because he wanted to hurt me. There was no reason for us to go out. It locked us out, and my car was all the way around the building. The ladies walking out disrupted something. As we were concluding our talk, Jack called. It was 9:15. that’s past his bed time. He never calls me that late.
I felt in my spirit that God had supernaturally saved me from something.
There is much to this that I dont understand.
Lord, show me please. I want all that You bring.