When someone throws you insults, offenses, and other hate balls—don’t be so quick to react. Those balls are meant to arouse and distract your flesh with a bunch of slurs, eye-rollings, and neck jerks while the real enemy, the devil, sneaks into your spirit and dumps a truck load of contaminants. By faith, let God catch those balls.
You don’t have to catch everything that’s thrown.
God is working on me in areas that I’ll share at a later time. However, there’s one area I conquered over twenty years ago: Hate balls. As a matter of fact, now when I see one coming, I get a kick out of watching the Holy Spirit intercept.
Let me share one of the lessons the Spirit taught on hate balls. One day at work, a lady was throwing me hate balls left and right. Her face became distorted and monstrous as she viciously gave me a piece of her mind—as she would have described—getting me told. What she was spitting out was incorrect, which didn’t matter; her only motive was to destroy and cause pain.
I didn’t listen that closely to her long-winded rampage; instead, I used that time to think how I was going to slam her down with my comeback.
Arms of flesh throw balls pitched out of hell.
Just at the moment I couldn’t take it anymore—tongue ready to butcher, when God spoke this to my spirit: “Shut up!” In other words, don’t catch that ball—it’s laced.
The woman kept yakking, but after God gave me my orders to stay quiet, I felt peace in my soul. I didn’t get a fleshly satisfaction that you would normally get after you put somebody in their place; I received something better, a spiritual satisfaction of knowing I passed my test with God. My stillness freed the Holy Spirit to handle that lady on my behalf. At the same time, He taught me a lesson on how to fight battles beyond the devil’s reach.
In a multitude of words there wanteth not sin: but he that refraineth his lips is wise (Proverbs 10:19).
Don’t Catch that Ball!
You have been warned!
See you next week on Paulette Talks Faith.