The Ju-Ju of Unbelief

The internet certainly has its perks, I believe in the good it has brought to my life.

But it sure has its baggage.

It’s a literally blessing, and a metaphorical curse.  As a believer in Jesus Christ, I cannot be cursed.

My fellow sisters, stop believing the lie that the demonic has a hold of you.

Recently, on a search for something on Pinterest I saw a post about breaking off curses for financial freedom.

Fine.

I clicked on it.

Who doesn’t want this?  And it was eye catching (PINTEREST 101) and it was applicable to me, mom of 7 with 2 in college.

The post, was somewhat deceiving.  I truly was under the impression the article was about steps to recover from debt and the hypothetical curses that we are burdened with, not a literal curse. It was about a legit curse and the devil’s continual corruption of my life and making God move. And here’s the thing – there are spiritual badlands where I am not where I need to be, but God is always right where He should be.  He is faithful.  He is perfect.

Say it with me:  He is faithful.  He is perfect.

Yep, I can put too much on a credit card.  My mom and her mom might have done the same, but this is not a generational curse; generational folly… sure, but cursed?  No.

I believe in Jesus Christ, only son of the Father who suffered, died, and was buried.  On the third day, in fulfillment of the scripture He rose and is seated at the right hand of the Father.

I believe and I am redeemed.

There is no “curse” that can separate me from the love of the Father.

In my quest to make sense out of madness I have added to a non-existent tally to understand and embrace God.  This methodology kept me steeped in works… and terror.  Fearful I am missing a step or failing to do that which will count me righteous when all that counts is Jesus, is the busy work of works.

The danger of this is two fold.

1. This is a works justified faith.
2. Perfect love casts out all fear, so if I am to freely love my God how can I subscribe to a  law of terror?

The idea that we as believers can fall under the spell of a curse is a lie from the enemy that keeps us self-focused, sinned focused, and needlessly ritualistic.  It is the opposite of faith in the power of the Cross to believe we can add or take away from Jesus’ mercy.

At a season in my life when I was most paralyzed with fear, I found myself tirelessly working to have certain “curses” removed from me so I would be free from my terrors.  I followed steps, I highlighted, marked and circled. I proudly checked off the list as if I had finally discovered the formula by which the horror would cease.

The reality was and is that my mind and heart were simply shackled to the “omen” because the “omen” was the focus.  When my gaze turned to the Son of man everything changed.

If He is for me, no one can be against me.

He came to set captives free, I am free indeed.

He came to give me life and peace abundant, life and peace abound!

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And while I spoke these phrases, it wasn’t until I wholly believed and fell into the arms of Jesus that I was finally free from “chicken sacrificing” and “10-steps this way” Christianity.

Which, I boldly profess is the real curse.

The curse of unbelief.

Friends, take off your funeral clothes and step into the banquet hall.  Here in this place, the veil has been torn. Nothing stands between you and the Father.

A Father who loves you, unto the sacrifice of His only son.

Pin that sista!

Matthew 7:24-25 (NIV) “Therefore everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock. The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house; yet it did not fall, because it had its foundation on the rock.”