1-5 They arrived on the other side of the sea in the country of the Gerasenes. As Jesus got out of the boat, a madman from the cemetery came up to him. He lived there among the tombs and graves. No one could restrain him—he couldn’t be chained, couldn’t be tied down. He had been tied up many times with chains and ropes, but he broke the chains, snapped the ropes. No one was strong enough to tame him. Night and day he roamed through the graves and the hills, screaming out and slashing himself with sharp stones.
6-8 When he saw Jesus a long way off, he ran and bowed in worship before him—then bellowed in protest, “What business do you have, Jesus, Son of the High God, messing with me? I swear to God, don’t give me a hard time!” (Jesus had just commanded the tormenting evil spirit, “Out! Get out of the man!”)
9-10 Jesus asked him, “Tell me your name.”
He replied, “My name is Mob. I’m a rioting mob.” Then he desperately begged Jesus not to banish them from the country.
11-13 A large herd of pigs was browsing and rooting on a nearby hill. The demons begged him, “Send us to the pigs so we can live in them.” Jesus gave the order. But it was even worse for the pigs than for the man. Crazed, they stampeded over a cliff into the sea and drowned.
14-15 Those tending the pigs, scared to death, bolted and told their story in town and country. Everyone wanted to see what had happened. They came up to Jesus and saw the madman sitting there wearing decent clothes and making sense, no longer a walking madhouse of a man.
16-17 Those who had seen it told the others what had happened to the demon-possessed man and the pigs. At first they were in awe—and then they were upset, upset over the drowned pigs. They demanded that Jesus leave and not come back.
18-20 As Jesus was getting into the boat, the demon-delivered man begged to go along, but he wouldn’t let him. Jesus said, “Go home to your own people. Tell them your story—what the Master did, how he had mercy on you.” The man went back and began to preach in the Ten Towns area about what Jesus had done for him. He was the talk of the town.
“Devoted Follower” by Evangeline Gardner
As we shared our lunch and our lives at a picnic bench beside the Missouri River. Betsy began to reveal the darkness of her past. “I believe that I have been tormented by demons,” she revealed. The details of her story were scary, but her sincerity was obvious. There isn’t hard evidence to prove the incidents that she reported, but I can give witness to significant changes in her behavior and lifestyle in the last few years.
Two years ago, I walked through the emergency entrance and into her room where she lie writhing on a table—head flopping around, eyes rolling back and babbling unintelligible words. The most bizarre evidence was the fact that she had ingested a deadly dose of chemicals.
Betsy lived. Through her dedication to seeking Christ, she began to receive emotional, mental, and spiritual healing. Because of her illness and hospitalization, she lost her career, her house, and most of her friends. But, today, Betsy lives contentedly in a small apartment within walking distance of her church. Her whole life is devoted to prayer and praise.
We, too, can choose to fight spiritual warfare every day by being devoted followers of Christ.
Hymn for Today:
“A Mighty Fortress is Our God” by Martin Luther, translated by Federikck H. Hedge1. A mighty fortress is our God,
a bulwark never failing;
our helper he amid the flood
of mortal ills prevaling.
For still our ancient foe
doth seek to work us woe;
his craft and power are great,
and armed with cruel hate,
on earth is not his equal.
2. Did we in our own strength confide,
our striving would be losing,
were not the right man on our side,
the man of God's own choosing.
Dost ask who that may be?
Christ Jesus, it is he;
Lord Sabaoth, his name,
from age to age the same,
and he must win the battle.
3. And though this world, with devils filled,
should threaten to undo us,
we will not fear, for God hath willed
his truth to triumph through us.
The Prince of Darkness grim,
we tremble not for him;
his rage we can endure,
for lo, his doom is sure;
one little word shall fell him.
4. That word above all earthly powers,
no thanks to them, abideth;
the Spirit and the gifts are ours,
thru him who with us sideth.
Let goods and kindred go,
this mortal life also;
the body they may kill;
God's truth abideth still;
his kingdom is forever.
Thought for Today:
“Power constrained by mercy brings grace”(Mark York).
Prayer Needs:
Developing Christian leaders in Senegal!
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