Healthy balanced living never comes from RELIGION and doesn’t even seem to come from regular church participation or from trying hard to be good. It only comes from RELATIONSHIP with Jesus. Not just a head knowledge relationship but a “he lives in me and I am his and he is mine” relationship. Being “possessed” by him never robs me of choice or personality but gives me a sufficient cure for my inner need to be liked and known. It takes away my loneliness. In all my ways I seek to experience him, to know his nature better, to ask him what he thinks what he wants to do, how he feels. Sharing my inner pains fears worries hopes joys–being real. If I can’t be real with God then I must not be real with myself or anyone for that matter.
I have seen demon possessed people in India, witchdoctors and their followers and even have run into some here in this country who are possessed of demons. These people do not do anything on their own. They are owned by the spirit that possesses them and it destroys their choice and personality.
When the Holy Spirit invades he never destroys my personality,(why should he? He designed it?) He never robs me of choice, (why should he? My free will choice is one of his most awesome accomplishments.) However I must, moment by moment, STOP and ask him what he thinks and feels and wants to do and how I might yield to him, because, unlike the devil, God will not force himself on his bride. Consider the hymn by Mr. and Mrs Whittle:
Dying with Jesus, by death reckoned mine;
Living with Jesus, a new life divine;
Looking to Jesus till glory doth shine,
Moment by moment, O Lord, I am Thine.Moment by moment I’m kept in His love;
Moment by moment I’ve life from above;
Looking to Jesus till glory doth shine;
Moment by moment, O Lord, I am Thine.
Never a trial that He is not there,
Never a burden that He doth not bear,
Never a sorrow that He doth not share,
Moment by moment, I’m under His care.Never a heartache, and never a groan,
Never a teardrop and never a moan;
Never a danger but there on the throne,
Moment by moment He thinks of His own.Never a weakness that He doth not feel,
Never a sickness that He cannot heal;
Moment by moment, in woe or in weal,
Jesus my Savior, abides with me still.