Demonic Opposition

I do not tend to dwell on the demonic aspects of our faith - there are troubles enough without looking for them!
No, I do not believe that a Christian can experience any form of demonic possession.
But I have to admit to really wondering about some so called brothers and sisters in the faith!
eepah!

Now the mother of "my Aussie boy" from back in the 1970's, is one of those.
When I met her she was the mother of four teenagers!
eepah!

And, she was horribly broken - as were her children.
No one could understand my compassion for her.
But then it was because her history was not that different than mine.
.
I have tried to understand her brokenness for decades.
And I finally have.
But mind you, she has now been dead for decades.

Her son was trapped in Singapore.
The result of the air corridor closures in 2001.
I was able to be there, only because I was  called and hopped a plane to be with her.
She died before I got there.
sigh .....

But her pastor son in-law had made it.
Had convinced her she had nothing to lose in asking for forgiveness.
And she was written off as extremely troubled.
If not demonically possessed!
Such a legacy of pain her life story left behind!
eepah!

But, in my studies last week, I came to understand why I could relate to her.
And why her life was the way it was!
By way of having examined my own life .....

Like me, she had been raped at a young age.
Like me she was blamed and no one believed us.
Like me there was no one to turn to.
Like me she did not come from a Christian family.
And, so, was defenseless.

Then one horrible experience led to a series of weird issues.
Each dragging her farther and farther from understanding and being reached.
It took me 63 years to come to terms with what was forgotten 55 years ago.
It took me until last week to break the weirdness which surrounded me!
Just as it had surrounded her.
Things that no would believe, easily written off as fantasy or mental health issues!
But in reality, demonically directed by outside influences!

So, I settled down with her son=in-law.
I did not know him well.
But he shared with me the story of her last hours.
In tears, gasping for breath, the story was told.
So, I had to ask, was there any proof this was real.

His reply was that her last words were to ask for my forgiveness
(of  MANY wrongs done me!).
But, I always extended her forgiveness due to understanding her pain.
( She also cursed her ex-husband,  now that was more like her!)
He left and went out to get drunk.

I prayed and sought to understand.
I do not understand humans.
I know motives.
I can see what no one else can see.
I am cursed with what I do not understand.

I spent five days packing up her life.
Her son was able to handle as much as he could by phone.

And now I fully understand how she ended up where she did.
I understand how her family was broken.
I understand  how I was broken and incredibly stupid.
Yeah better late than never I guess!

I will try and type up something more in-depth for you after dialysis tomorrow.
But, I am a basket case, so we will see.

But, make no mistake, freedom and peace are credible when you have never known either!