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Satan, You Take The Bicycle I’ill Take The Car - a short story by A.B.King

   Once upon a time there lived a young Christian man named Samuel. He loved God with all his heart and surrounded himself with good Christian friends.   Samuel was having a major problem though – a problem unlike regular problems you hear about everyday. But a problem that isn’t as rare as one might think it is.   Samuel’s problem was that he kept having bad dreams every night. It wasn’t that his dreams were so terrible it kept him up at night but it was that his dreams where so terrible that they orchestrated the tragedies that happened to him in the real world.   Sometimes when Samuel went to sleep he would dream that he lost his job and got a new job that pays way less and when he wakes up his dream would be fulfilled within that week. Sometimes Satan would come to him in his dreams and tell him that he would kill a relative of his and unfailingly within that week a relative of his would die of one sickness or the other.   This went on and on and Samuel didn’t tell anybody because he was afraid they would say that he is possessed or he is insane and then they would lock him up in an asylum. Thus, Samuel suffered in silence. Tragically, it was like Satan had a personal obsession with tormenting Samuel.One day, Satan appeared to him in a dream and told him that he has one week left to live.   Samuel gets extremely scared. He prepares his will and calls up old friends he hadn’t chatted with in a while. He does all the things that he wished he could have done that he never took out time to do. He had only one week left to live so he might as well take out all the money in his retirement savings and make this last week his best.   Samuel’s best friend named Jake, noticed all the strange changes in Samuel’s life and so he asks his friend what the problem is.   Samuel had never opened up to anybody about this before but he figured what’s he got to lose, after all he would be dying before the week is over. So Samuel told Jake everything, holding nothing back.   After Jake finished listening, he told Samuel that his problem is that he doesn’t know who he is. He doesn’t know that he is above Satan and it’s not the other way round. By virtue of the fact that we belong to Christ we have won already.   Jake explained to Samuel that the bible tells us that God had sitteth us in heavenly places with Christ Jesus far above all principalities and powers (especially Satan) so Satan should not be controlling Samuel’s life the way he is.   Jake told Samuel to stand on the authority of the word of God and challenge Satan. He shouldn’t just accept whatever Satan says would happen to him like that. He should be confident of who he is in Christ. He should know who he is because of, of whom he is (He belongs to God). He should send the devil running because as it is written, resist the devil and he would flee.The devil is a coward. He is a coward by nature so if you stand your ground on the word he would flee. Besides, the word of God is too strong for him.   The anointing of God was strong as Jake spoke and by God’s awesome grace, Samuel understood and believed what Jake said. He went to bed that night hoping that Satan would actually show up in his dream.   Satan showed up. He showed Samuel visually in the dream and also told him that his car would soon be gone and it would be replaced with a bicycle two days before the day he is appointed to die.   Samuel boldly tells Satan that he should take the bicycle but the car is his. As a matter of fact if anything, God is going to bless him with a better car.   Satan was shocked. He couldn’t believe that Samuel was challenging him.   Then Samuel added that he would not die at that appointed date. As a matter of fact, if Satan thinks he’s lying he should come back a day after the day he said he would die and see if he is dead.   Satan’s eyes turned red and then he shouted at Samuel, “DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?”   Then Samuel shouted back, “DO YOU KNOW WHOSE I AM?”   Satan got the message and he fled.   Samuel rejoiced. He went on to live for decades after the day that Satan had said he would die. He had lived because he had understood and used his authority in Christ. To God be the Glory. Do you know whose you are?
The End.

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