Agent finds a Warrior
God’s will in this situation.” I said before
turning back to the villa, but Maria grabbed a hold of me and I
looked over to her.
    “I’m scared Elon!” She said, as her face
bore proof of her words.
    “I feel like a baby in my faith. I’m just
starting to learn to pray again and you’re talking about spiritual
warfare. I’m not ready for this! I’m not you Elon. I don’t
understand any of this! I don’t understand why God is exposing me
to all of this! I’m not ready!”
    I pulled her close to me and hugged her for
a long moment and then I began to speak into her hair near her ear
as she pressed her face against my chest, “Contrary to popular
Christian belief, God does give us more than we can handle
sometimes. People take that verse out of context too much. It is
God’s prerogative to test us, even overwhelm us at times, but the
answer is still found in Him. He’s promised to be there for us when
life becomes too much for us to handle. That’s a promise you can
stand on. And it’s really not about you being or doing anything
special. It’s all about letting go and letting God have His way
through you in this coming spiritual struggle. You have no power of
your own. It’s only through the blood of Jesus that we have been
given authority over the powers of this world. So why is God
exposing you to all of this so soon, when you’re admittedly not
ready for it? I think the best answer is because He wants you to
grow up spiritually and the way to do that is to learn to put your
trust in Him. He is the way the truth and the life. He doesn’t want
you to take faith in how capable a person you are, but rather He
wants you to rest in the calm surety that He’s there all the time
ready to do the impossible on behalf of you and others. You need
relationship Maria, with your Heavenly Father and it’s through
experiences like this that build the faith that establishes the
trust needed for true relationship. There is nothing to fear in
this coming struggle if, you first, put forward the name of Jesus
by whom you have been given authority by. There is no dark power
that can overcome the Spirit of God’s presence within the holy
temple of your body. Through the power of God working within you
are more than ready for the fight ahead of us.”
    She leaned her head back from me and
regarded me for a moment with those mysterious eyes of hers.
    Slowly she nodded and I stepped back, even
as I claimed her hand again and said, “Come on we’re going to miss
lunch.”
    The big wrought-iron gate was before us
already open. Beyond it gave way to the open courtyard of the
expansive villa. I absolutely loved what had been done with the
villa’s landscape, but I glossed over my enjoyment of the
surroundings too consumed with what was to come.
    In an aside to Maria I said, “Let me handle
this and don’t talk about our purpose for being here.”
    Maria looked puzzled, but she nodded
obediently.
    I loved her mute acceptance of what I’d
asked of her. Maria was coming to both trust me and respect my
headship enough to do what I asked without having to know the why,
where, and how it would be. It was relational progress.
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    Maria felt nervous as she waited beside Elon
at the big wooden front doors of the villa. She respected Flint and
Lisa more so than just about anybody else and she couldn’t help but
cringe at the prospect of trying to explain her unique relationship
with Elon to them.
    The door opened and there was no one there
and then Maria glanced down to see the little boy standing there
one arm craned up to the door handle. Maria had to smile at the
adorable little boy, who was the spitting image of his daddy, only
with a darker complexion.
    Elon squatted down to be eye level with the
boy and said, “Brian should you be opening the door if you don’t
know who’s there?” Elon said reprovingly.
    “The little boy responded exuberantly, “Oh I
knew it was you Elon! Mommy saw

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