This last year God opened many new doors for me to go teach on spiritual warfare. I consider it a blessing–and an honor. (Please contact me at Steve@PrayerThoughts.com to schedule me in, and I don’t charge.)

One week was spent at a small church in North Texas. It had a membership of a little over 100, and was situated in a small community that focused on agriculture. The people were wonderful, friendly and responsive. I stayed with one of the church leaders at his home a few miles from town. He had a construction business, a horse farm, and lost of family. You could feel the love in their family, in this church, and even throughout the community. I really enjoyed my week there.

I taught the Bible class on Sunday morning: “How God Works By Covenant.”

I preached at their morning worship: “Spiritual War in a Physical World.”

I taught Sunday evening: “Satan’s Tackle Box & Prayers He Hates.”

Then I taught on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday evenings: “Following God Through Tough Times & Difficult Circumstances,” “Demonic Harassment In Today’s World & Things That Hinder Your Prayers,” and “Thinking Like The Enemy.”

The response I’m getting everywhere I get to teach is astounding. It’s so much fun to feel like I’m right where God wants me and also to feel like I’m helping people; giving them hope.

After I returned home from this trip, I got a text message from a single mom that made my dad–and scared me for our children at the same time:

“Hey steve. This is Tammy. I wanted to tell you our long story.

“My son Paul just turned 8 two weeks ago and is so sweet. Sunday night after you spoke we came home and he and I were working on his pinewood derby car for cub scouts. He wanted a flame on the top of his car. I searched for one and then drew it for him and even cut it out (I did most of the work on it.) He did paint it, but that was all.

“My boyfriend told me that Paul should do it on his own, and I agreed so we decided to start over. I got Paul’s iPad out to search for flames again so he could do the work himself this time. There were a lot of tabs at the top and I started closing them out when I realized that several of them were porn websites.

“I asked Paul about them and he admitted that he had watched some. He had just done it, and had never been exposed to that kind of thing before this experience. I had no idea what to say or do. We both broke down crying and were so upset. He felt awful because he knew he was wrong and how upset I was. We prayed about it together and I told him about forgiveness, explaining that looking at that is wrong. God intended that to be between a husband and wife, not for the rest of the world to see. Also that it was fake.

“Monday I felt like I needed to delicately ask more questions about it. He had specifically said he had searched for them, so I asked him why did he did that. He told me it just popped in his head, and now he thinks that it was the devil who did that. I knew right then (because of listening to your lessons) that we had to do something right away.

“So Monday night we bought stakes and walked around the house with my mom and dad. We staked the property and prayed, casting the demons out and into the pits.

“Tuesday morning I woke up like a new person. I felt so refreshed and ready for the day. I knew there had been a spiritual change in our house and that god had won that battle. Little did I know that Paul was having the same kind of day. He was a different child. There was no whining when he was asked to do something and he was even did things that I didn’t asked–like wash dishes!

“I couldnt believe it (I really can though because it happened).

“Tuesday night we go to hear you again and Paul looked up at me when we got there and said ‘the devil is gone mom.’

“I asked him how he knew and he said he just felt it and he also felt so much better.

“We have been blessed by you being here. I know that gods timing was the key because had this come to light a week ago, I wouldn’t have had the faith to handle it the way we did. I believe it’s nothing short of God at work putting you here and allowing me to find the porn when I did. I am so grateful and thankful and excited and on fire for God. I just had to share with you!”

Thank you, Tammy, for sharing that with me. It made my day and reminded me why I’m doing this even though it isn’t easy and some are going to make fun of me. I choose to be a fool for Christ.

Steve Hemphill, author / inspirational speaker
“My Search for the Real Heaven”
(Also Available In Spanish)
“My Search for the Real Heaven Workbook”
“My Search for Prayers Satan Hates”
“What Are The Stakes?” (God Markers On the Land)

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“My daughter was only 19 when she was raped,” she began. “She hasn’t been the same person since. And neither have I.”

It was a sad story. I get calls like this pretty often. The young lady mentioned here had a complete personality change after this devastating event. She was an only child. So, obviously, her parents was just as devastated. Hope crushed. A bright future snuffed out. An overwhelming sense of loss and hurt and shame. Unfortunately, it’s a story that’s all too common…

But right now, let’s focus on the mom. She made a starting confession (though understandable) to me when she called. Let me explain.

She explained that she was reading my book, “What Are The Stakes?,” and it helped her to realize that she absolutely HATED the boy who had done this to her daughter. But then she said what I hoped to hear: “I realized I needed to forgive him, because that hatred was eating me up on the inside.”

“I saw him in town recently,” she continued, “so I asked him if I could talk to him for a minute.”

The young man consented.

“I told him how hurt I was; how much our entire family was hurt by what he had done to our only child, and then I told him that I forgave him.”

“He just sort of sat there without responding,” she explained. “I don’t know what I expected, but I admit it was confusing for me to see him just shrug his shoulders as I told him I forgave him.”

“Then I went home,” she went on, “and I realized how good and unburdened I felt because I had forgiven him. I never knew hatred–even justified hatred–could be such a heavy burden until I put it down.”

“Thank you,” she concluded.

It made my day.

Lord, thank You for using my meager efforts as a writer to help lift the burden off a fellow traveler. In Jesus Name…

Steve Hemphill, author / inspirational speaker
“My Search for the Real Heaven”
(Also Available In Spanish)
“My Search for the Real Heaven Workbook”
“My Search for Prayers Satan Hates”
“What Are The Stakes?”