Piece of lead upon which ancient curse was inscribed.
Not much has changed. Those who schedule Personal Encounters with me often tell of torment from unspecified sources. Upon further investigation, and sometimes interrogation of evil spirits, we learn of deliberate curses put on their ancestors. Among recent cases I have witnessed are these; a man sprinkling the bed of his brother with small quantities of human blood to cause disease; an ancestor 20 generations ago performing a human sacrifice out of greed, resulting in the corruption of wealth; an ex-spouse going to a voodoo witchdoctor in New Orleans to curse his ex-wife with torment so that no other man would ever want her; a mother-in-law asking a psychic for help with a curse to kill her son’s new wife. These are real cases that we “unearthed” in our spiritual “digging.” If these individuals had not come to me, or someone adept in doing deliverance, their misery would have continued. But each of these individuals was set free to live a new life, free from the curse. I’m not sure the same could be said for Lennys whose effigy was nailed in lead.
Yesterday was one of those days when I didn’t feel much like praising the Lord; probably a combination of fatigue and stress. Then I remembered the words of Phil 4:4 – Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice! No way, my emotions said. Then I remember the several times that I’ve visited Paul’s prison in Rome, just a hole in the ground leading to small room not much bigger than most bathrooms today. It was solid stone on every side. Cold. Damp. Dark. Beyond miserable. If Paul could take pen in hand and, in those circumstances, tell the Philippians to always rejoice, perhaps I should praise the Lord for just this one day. The results were amazing. Try it.