Brothers and Sisters we will no longer be outwitted by Satan for we are no longer ignorant of His designs (2 Corinthians 2:11)
Joseph is my brother. And Joseph knows I get kinda mad when folks outside the house snicker and say “if he’s her brother , then he’s her brother from another mother”. They wouldn’t say stuff like that if they knew our Daddy. Daddy would look at them one time with His glory and they would be ballling and sayin: ” we’re sorry, so sorry, amen amen , they BOTH look like their Daddy!!” (1) Until then , there is whole lot of talking behind our backs, right in front of Daddy.
To me , Joseph looks more like Daddy than I do. Sometimes I see the spitting image of our Big Brother JESUS in him . Our brother , Pastor Chris, has been telling us every Tuesday how Jesus is IN each of us. If we took a group picture, with all the other brothers and sisters round the world , it would be a big portrait of King Jesus .(2)
On Tuesday nights, when our brother Chris tells us about these things , I sometimes look over at Joseph to see what Jesus looks like IN just one of us. Sure enough, when I look at Joseph, I see a whole sun of the bright light of Jesus bursting through Josephs face. There are lots of folks that glow like Jesus on Tuesday nights.
It is really a miacle, this thing about Jesus in Us!! It’s a miracle we don’t always see cause, lots of times, when we get outside the door, we look so different. We look a whole lot different than Jesus. It bothers us cause we want to look beautiful like Him. But we trust what Daddy said about making us look more like Him day by day. Till one day , a most glorious day we will look the same outside the door as we do inside the door. We will look JUST LIKE JESUS EVERYWHERE!(3)
One day ,Joseph and I were standing outside the door. We were with sister Marilyn and brother George. We were watching a train go by Daddy’s house. The train looked long , strong and unwavering. I knew it was just a train but it looked like something created with purpose , the way it moved.
We looked different. We looked different from Jesus right then. I was frown faced worrying bout another brother . Joseph and George were covered in clouds of cigarette smoke and sister Marilyn had a neck like a giraffe, straining to look for something. She was looking for hobos on the train. Marilyn was the only one fit to talk that day. She said “sometimes them hobos attach themselves to a box car where they don’t belong”
“Them trains are for carrying cargo NOT hobos! ” she declared. The rest of us stared at the train and started looking with her for hobos. We looked a long time.
I know we looked a long time because brother George and Joseph finished a couple cigarettes. So when the last box car and caboose passed, the brothers stabbed their stumped cigarettes into the sand and went inside Daddy’s house. We never saw a hobo that day. The last thing I remember seeing was two cigarette butts, smothered in the sand, breathing their last breath of smoke. I did not know that was the last cigarette to get friendly with my brother Joseph. I was too busy worrying to think much about anything.
The next Tuesday , Joseph took the box where the cigarettes lived and crushed them in his hands. He left them on the table maimed and surrendered in Daddy’s house. Joseph looked like Jesus that day. He looked like Jesus turning over the tables saying ” my Daddy’s house (this body) will not be the house of robbers (Satan’s thievery) !! Our brother Pastor Chris prayed over Joseph and all of laid hands on Joseph just like Daddy said for us to do. It was a very exciting night in Daddy’s house.
I wanted to do the same thing with my worry that night. I wanted to lay it on the table . It seemed like I picked up fretting like a smoker picking up a pack of cigarettes , drawing out one smokey thought after another all day. Some how worry just clung to me and I was not ready to crush it and lay it on Daddy’s table. Somehow, it felt like it was clinging to me , like a hobo on a moving train.
I began to worry more and more. Folks kept telling me to TRUST Daddy with the things I worried about. In my mind , I would say TRUST over and over again. But worry stayed on board . It stayed on board my soul like a hobo inviting his friends. Worry piled on worry till I think I worried myself sick. Daddy says you can really worry yourself sick. Suddenly, like a hobo hijacking a train , it sends you off rail , crashed.
By Friday evening, I was sick of being sick with worry. I was very tired of being left spinning upside down, train wrecked in the woods of worry. With my knees to my chest , I rocked back and forth crying “abba , Daddy””Daddy interrupted me that night with a phone call . It was Marilyn.
“Sister Vanessa , Did Joseph tell you what he did?” she asked like a big sister fixin to tell on her baby brother.
“no what did that Joseph do?” I asked
“well , I will let him tell you hiself” she said ” “here Joseph, you tell sister V what happened”
” well. . . .” Joseph let one word fill the air.”we’ll”
“Well what Jospeph?” I interjected the air.
“I had a cigerette” Joseph confessed. (4)
“Ah brother. . . what happened?” I asked.
Waiting for Joseph to speak I remembered the train. I remembered the last cigarette with Joseph. Again I could only pray: “abba, Daddy”
” Well I just had one . . . i don’t know what happened. . . I do know ,it didn’t even taste good to me anymore, It didn’t taste good at all”
Suddenly, I felt Daddy send a wind. A wind to flip my train-wrecked soul upright. Suddenly I saw what Marilyn was saying outside the house about Hobos. I saw why she said they didn’t belong on the train.
Certainly, they were to have no part of the train! They are only jumping on board to steal a ride or take something away from the train . Like the habits that the devil throws on us are hobos jumping on a train. The devil is always ready to re-engineer our bodies and minds with harmful habits so he can derail our destinations assigned by Daddy. Oh how this homeless vagabond, Devil, is always trying to make a home with us and train wreck our faith.(5)
And then, then, I saw something greater and greater AND more powerful. Something brighter and stronger than that dark robber of our souls. I thought of the Engineer of the train. I thought of Christ in us!!! Christ the Engineer of this engine. . .
“Of course you don’t have a taste for cigarettes!! Jesus doesn’t have a taste for cigarettes!! He doesn’t have a taste for worry. He did not worry a single moment!! Neither did He smoke a cigarette ! That’s who is living IN us. Jesus doesn’t wanna have nothing to do with them smokey little hobos!! Thank you Jesus for showing us that today!! Thank you Jesus!” I felt Jesus kick worry off my soul as I saw Him snuff every cigarette before Joseph would reach for it.
Together Joseph and I praised Daddy for crushing cigarettes like he crushed the head of Satan long ago (6). We praised Him for kicking devil hobos off our train. We said we would not invite them anymore. We said we would let Jesus kick them off before they got on board. Together we thanked Daddy for showing Himself very great and strong in our weakness. Together we thanked Daddy for our appetites for Him. Together we thanked Daddy for an appetite to TRUST Him in all things!!
With hands waving and legs kicking we pointed with praise to the seat set for Jesus!! He would drive this train once again!! And if anyone saw us that day, that day they would say “them two kids look just alike . . they MUST be brother and sister!!”
Ephesians 3:20 NOW TO HIM THAT IS ABLE TO DO EXCEEDING ABUNDANTLY ABOVE ALL THAT WE ASK OR THINK, ACCORDING TO THE POWER THAT WORKETH IN US . UNTO HIM BE GLORY IN THE CHURCH BY CHRIST JESUS THROUGHOUT ALL AGES WORLD WITHOUT END . AMEN.
The Beginning of the Glorious WORLD WITHOUT END
- Galatians 3:28 “there is neither Jew nor Greek , there is neither bond nor free, there is neither male no female: for yea are all ONE IN CHRIST.
- Ephesians 4:13 till we all come in the unity of the faith, and of the knowledge of the Son of God, (Jesus) unto a perfect man, unto the measure of the stature of the fulness of Christ!
- 2 Corinthians 3: 18 But we all with open face beholding as in a glass the glory of the Lord are changed into the same image from glory to glory, even as by he Spirit of the Lord.
- James 5:16 Therefore confess your sins to one another and pray for one another, that you may be healed. The prayer of a righteous person has great power as it is working.
- 1 Timothy 1:18 (paraphrased) This charge is entrusted to you, children of RLOC, in accordance with all the prophetic word calling you Children of GOD and Servants IN CHRIST, that you wage good warfare, holding faith and TRUST and a good conscience. For by rejecting this some have Trainwrecked their faith. BE NOT LIKE THEM.