There came a time in my life when I was going through a spiritual renewal and examining how I could grow closer to God. I decided to purify my house by getting rid of anything I considered to be evil. We have a big house with thirteen rooms, six of them bedrooms for our eleven children. That covers a lot of space.
I cleaned out closets, crawl space in the attic, the basement, every place I could think of where there might be something in question. I was a collector of books and I disposed of anything that had to do with horoscopes, numerology, etc. There was a time when I thought of these things as innocent fun, but later realized they are a gateway into the occult.
It was an on going process that took me months to complete. Finally, the day came when I sat back and was satisfied, feeling my house was free of any intentional evil.
One day, I was walking from the living room to the kitchen and upon entering the dining room noticed one of my father’s oil paintings lying on the floor. Through the years I had acquired a lot of wonderful art, mostly from my recently deceased father who at one time had some of his paintings on exhibit in the Detroit Institute of Art. This particular picture was of a bearded man reminiscent of an old Biblical character.
On retrieving the picture from the floor, I tightened the wire on the back and returned it to the wall. A little while later as I reentered the room, I noticed the picture on the floor again. I thought maybe I missed fixing something on the back so, I double checked it and hung it back on the wall.
I could hardly believe it but as I walked through the house, I found the picture on the floor for the third time, only this time the backing of the picture was separated from the canvas. When my father framed a picture he would cut a piece of wood the size of the canvas to give it additional support In his naiveté he took one of my half brothers discarded toys for this purpose. The exposed backing was made of pressed wood on the outside, but the inside revealed it’s true purpose. It was a Ouija board. It had the words “Ouija, Yes” showing.
I couldn’t believe my eyes. I would have never found out about that hidden evil if it were not for the intentional good of God allowing it to be uncovered.
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