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Pastor John (0:00)
You believe that God is one. You do well. The demons also believe and shudder. James 2:19 Gracious Father, we thank you for the gift of faith and the knowledge that you are the one true God. We confess that sometimes our faith becomes mere belief without action. Forgive us Lord, for when we fail to live out the depth of our faith, renew our hearts to not only believe, but to act in ways that reflect your love and truth. Strengthen us to live boldly, showing our faith through our deeds, not just our words. Empower us to serve others and bring glory to your name. Living a faith that transforms lives. In Jesus name we pray. Amen. Thank you for praying with me today. You're listening to the Jesus Podcast. Remain here for a dark story about Jesus and demons. If you've gleaned anything from this podcast, we'd love it if you left a review and shared it with a friend. Michael had lived an unassuming life as a merchant. For most of his life, his stall in the marketplace was filled with elegant tapestries and fine linen from around the world. He never sought out fame or glory. He quite liked hiding behind the curtains of his rugs and blankets, which hung for sale in his shop in every way imaginable. Michael was ordinary, and he was happy with that fact.
Eli (1:46)
Good morning, Eli. I know your and Sarah's anniversary is coming up. I'm sure she'd love one of these beautiful rugs straight from Persia. Or maybe she'd fancy a blanket. The finest cotton from Egypt. Shalom, Michael. Quite the salesman as always. My sister loved the tapestry I got her last year. Perhaps you're right.
Pastor John (2:15)
As Eli caressed the linens between his rough fingers, Michael heard a whisper from over his shoulder. He turned around but saw nothing. A trick of the mind, he thought to himself. He turned back to Eli in hopes of closing the sale. Eli jovially produced a few coins from his purse and gladly handed them over to Michael. The young man pulled down a delicate blanket made from a rainbow of colors. Michael's life in the market was simple but beautiful. He knew his neighbors and loved each one, and in return, he enjoyed the closeness of their friendships. There were few aspects of life Michael would change. He was quite content with how things were. But the dark forces of this world like to catch the unsuspecting by surprise. Eli departed just as Michael heard another whisper.
Eli (3:17)
Yes? Who's there?
Pastor John (3:19)
No reply came. He heard a rustling behind a few crates at the corner of his stall. Michael cautiously took a few steps forward. He peered behind the boxes but found nothing. Again, he heard a whisper from behind him, he swirled around to catch another sight of the source, but he was met by the regular bustling crowds working down the street. Michael went to walk back behind his booth, but upon taking a step, the rushing wind knocked him back. His blood turned ice cold. From within his own mind, Michael heard the whispering voice that was smooth and grating, as though it was trying to appeal to Michael despite being an unwelcome guest.
