Friday, July 27, 2007

I've been writing now for more than a year, and it seems like the days just fly by (I know I keep saying that but it's really true). I never thought that working on a book about the occult would be the experience of a lifetime, but that's exactly what it has been. I talked about it with Kurt Van Gorden (my co-author), and he felt exactly the same way. We lived this verse almost every day for the past year, "the joy of the Lord is your strength" (Nehemiah 8:10). In the middle of all the evil things that needed to be read and evaluated, the presence of the Holy Spirit constantly protected us. (I wish I could ask my father if he felt the same way when he was writing The Kingdom of the Cults.)

Every time I sat down to write I would pray for God's protection and every single time He would answer. I would research Witchcraft and demon possession, and find my heart so filled with joy that Jesus defeated Satan and every dark aspect of the occult on the cross. There was joy in the fact that He is greater than anything that might come against us, and joy in knowing that He loves me and called me to His work. The Word of God and the power of the Holy Spirit strenghthened and encouraged me in a way I had never experienced before.

It has been a wonderful year, and I hope the sense of overwhelming joy and victory that I felt every day in writing this book shines through on every page of it. In the end, The Kingdom of the Occult is a book about the magnificent power of God, and its triumph over evil . . . just like my father always used to say--"Cheer up! I've got good news for you . . . I've read the end of the book and we win!"

Our battle is not against flesh and blood, but against the ancient powers and principalities . . . and it takes the ancient Word of God--His beloved Son--and His awesome power to defeat them.

Holy words long preserved
For our walk in this world.
They resound with God's own heart.
O let the ancient words impart.
Words of life, words of hope,
Give us strength, help us cope.
In this world, where'er we roam,
Ancient words will guide us home.

Ancient words, ever true,
Changing me and changing you.
We have come with open hearts.
O let the ancient words impart.

Holy words of our faith
Handed down to this age
Came to us through sacrifice.
O heed the faithful words of Christ!
Holy words long preserved
For our walk in this world.
They resound with God's own heart.
O let the ancient words impart.

Ancient words, ever true,
Changing me and changing you.
We have come with open hearts.
O let the ancient words impart.*




*Lynn DeShazo

1 Comments:

JohnD said...

What an accomplishment... personally and for the Kingdom of Christ!

May we all have the courage to stand against the dark one and faith in God our Protector which you have shown and will continue to all the days of your life.

I imagine your father will be quite pleased when you reunite. Of course he was already (as I recall from his lectures when he spoke of you and your Christian moxie... standing up for Christ over a cultist's wedding invitation, I believe it was).

God bless!

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