The Medium
by Belinda van Rensburg
When I look back I clearly see
God's Hand protecting and guiding me;
Throughout my life, throughout the years -
Edging me on in spite of my fears.
Even while I was lost to Him;
Even though I was bound by sin,
God was preparing; orchestrating;
Sorting my life, while He was waiting.
As an example allow me to tell
Of the time when a demon straight from hell
Spoke through a medium, who claimed she 'knew',
'Bout many things I was going to do.
'This' and 'that' was going to happen;
On and on that woman kept yakking
Until she came to age thirty-three;
“There's nothing more to tell,” said she.
Years afterward I gave this some thought,
And it dawned on me she could foretell naught;
Jesus would not allow her, you see,
For that was my age when He saved me!
© 2009
by Belinda van Rensburg
When I look back I clearly see
God's Hand protecting and guiding me;
Throughout my life, throughout the years -
Edging me on in spite of my fears.
Even while I was lost to Him;
Even though I was bound by sin,
God was preparing; orchestrating;
Sorting my life, while He was waiting.
As an example allow me to tell
Of the time when a demon straight from hell
Spoke through a medium, who claimed she 'knew',
'Bout many things I was going to do.
'This' and 'that' was going to happen;
On and on that woman kept yakking
Until she came to age thirty-three;
“There's nothing more to tell,” said she.
Years afterward I gave this some thought,
And it dawned on me she could foretell naught;
Jesus would not allow her, you see,
For that was my age when He saved me!
© 2009