2020 : THE YEAR OF REMAKING
This year has been like sitting on a roller coaster ride. Each one of us had probably sketched out what we could complete, participate in or accomplish by the end of the year. But here we are, at the 6th month of the year, not knowing with certainty how the rest of this year is going to play off. No matter how the rest of this year turns out to be, I, for one, am eternally grateful for these months. These months of being able to hear God, of enjoying the rainy weather, of being able to appreciate the mundane parts of my day, of enjoying those long conversations with my friend, for being able to mend relationships, for being given the space and time to heal. I was thankful that this time was used to dismantle negative thought processes, to reflect and be grateful for every time that God stood for us.
Almost a month into the quarantine period, God took spoke to me through 1 Samuel 5:2-5 (NASB) –
Then the Philistines took the ark of God and brought it to the house of Dagon and set it by Dagon. When the Ashdodites arose early the next morning, behold, Dagon had fallen on his face to the ground before the ark of the Lord. So they took Dagon and set him in his place again. But when they arose early the next morning, behold, Dagon had fallen on his face to the ground before the ark of the Lord. And the head of Dagon and both the palms of his hands were cut off on the threshold; only the trunk of Dagon was left to him. Therefore neither the priests of Dagon nor all who enter Dagon’s house tread on the threshold of Dagon in Ashdod to this day. (Bold, Mine)
God brought this passage to me at a season where I couldn’t believe that I could be delivered in every area of my life. I believed that He could set me free from some of the bondages, but not from all. I thought to myself, “Believing that God can deliver you from any and every trauma or hurt or pain would be a little too much. I think I need to set a lower standard. There are some things that we just got to learn to live with. Some things that will always be a part of us. No matter how badly we want them gone.” And God brought me this scripture where Dagon, the god of the Philistines that stood in front of the ark of the God of Israelites, was broken to many pieces. He said to me “If this Dagon would fall, break into many pieces with its head and arms being cut off, there is not a chance that even a single demon standing in front of you can prevail.” I was stunned.
The Ark of the Covenant, which signified the presence of God, was in the enemy’s camp; it was actually at a disadvantage, yet, never diminished in power. Can you imagine that the Bible says that we are now the temple of God in the New Covenant? Now, we are the dwelling place for His presence. Dagon could not stand in front of the ark. Similarly, even if you are in the clutches of the enemy, probably fighting the worst battle yet, the truth is that you live to watch those Dagons fall, lose its hold and power, and permanently fade away, and for you to live untouched by their voices. I was absolutely shaken when I heard the Lord speak this to me. It brought with it the possibility of every single demon, those of the mind and those of the past, fleeing. During this period of isolation, God showed me that He doesn’t want just one demon, but every one of them, to be defeated and rendered powerless in front of us, bowing down to the power within you. He said, “If you just stick on, hold fast, cling onto Me, I will bring complete deliverance from every demon that torments you such that they fall, break their heads, with their arms cut off, disconnected from the body.”
These months during the lockdown have shown me that God can use ANYTHING for our good, but it doesn’t mean He orchestrated them. I’ve learnt to behold in awe as God remakes and remolds me to become a better version of myself, the version that He died to create. He died for us to grow deeper roots and stronger foundations, to bring a torch to those broken places, to fix the flaws and faults, to accommodate for the upcoming years of greater breakthrough and revival.
This writer of this blog wishes to remain anonymous.