The Booming Voice From Above

(Seen through the eyes of one of my children…)

My whole family is gathered around the table for the evening meal. As is our custom, we each take turns thanking the Lord for something we are thankful for.  

This time, unseen to all but one child, was a row of ten demons, lined up on the other side of our kitchen countertop, listening in.
The first child said they were thankful for their new friend that they had just met.

At that, one of the demons turned to the demon next to him, and said “Hey! I know! Let’s see if we can get them to turn against each other and hate each other!”

Right as the other demons were about to chime in and agree to the plan, a booming voice from above, yelled out.

“NO!”

At this, the demons shivered and cowered in fear, but did not address the voice itself. Instead, they ignored it the best they could, and continued listening to what else we were thankful for.

Another child spoke up. “I’m thankful for the dog and this wonderful meal.”

Again the demons began to whisper amongst themselves, but were suddenly interrupted by a booming loud voice.

“NO!”

“I’m also thankful for the new internet games my friend just gave me.”

At this, one of the demons whispered something into the ear of the one next to him. What was said, was not heard.

And this time, the booming voice from above was disturbingly silent.
My husband spoke up next. “I’m thankful that the Lord has moved us up here, and that we have this house to live in.”

But at this, for some reason, it was the demons themselves that remained silent, watching.

Another one of us spoke up. “I’m thankful we still have the chickens that we do have.” (This was after several of our favorite ones suddenly dying.)

At this the demons chortled with glee and exclaimed, “Yeah! Let’s go kill off the rest of them!”

“NO!” slapped the booming voice from up above.

And again, the demons cowered, shook, and tried to hide underneath each other, but they did not look up.

Next, I spoke up. “I’m thankful for still being married to my husband, and that I was well enough to make the dinner.”

Again the demons conspired, but what they conspired was not heard. It did not matter however, for once again, that booming voice was heard from above.

“NO!”

The demons cowered and shook amongst themselves yet again.

This continued till all had spoken their thanks out loud and the prayer had ended.

Then the demons left.
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Job 1
6 Now there was a day when the sons of God came to present themselves before the LORD, and Satan came also among them. 7 And the LORD said unto Satan, Whence comest thou? Then Satan answered the LORD, and said, From going to and fro in the earth, and from walking up and down in it. 8 And the LORD said unto Satan, Hast thou considered my servant Job, that there is none like him in the earth, a perfect and an upright man, one that feareth God, and escheweth evil? 9 Then Satan answered the LORD, and said, Doth Job fear God for nought? 10 Hast not thou made an hedge about him, and about his house, and about all that he hath on every side? thou hast blessed the work of his hands, and his substance is increased in the land. 11 But put forth thine hand now, and touch all that he hath, and he will curse thee to thy face. 12 And the LORD said unto Satan, Behold, all that he hath is in thy power; only upon himself put not forth thine hand. So Satan went forth from the presence of the LORD.
Job 42
10 And the LORD turned the captivity of Job, when he prayed for his friends: also the LORD gave Job twice as much as he had before. 12 So the LORD blessed the latter end of Job more than his beginning: for he had fourteen thousand sheep, and six thousand camels, and a thousand yoke of oxen, and a thousand she asses. 13 He had also seven sons and three daughters. 16 After this lived Job an hundred and forty years, and saw his sons, and his sons’ sons, even four generations. 17 So Job died, being old and full of days.