Name a time when you accepted something you knew was not true; yet you chose to overlook it and act as if it was.

Several years ago, I met a man via the ER where I worked. While speaking to him I realized he was from Cleveland, TX and made mention that my grandparents where from Cleveland. He asked me their names, and I told him He immediately called my grandmother by her nickname. Which confirmed that He knew them. He immediately pulled his phone out of his pocket and called his mother. He proceeded to tell her that he had met me. His mother inquired about my grandparents, etc. and asked that I come see her. I told her I would. He proceeded to tell me that he had been diagnosed with a brain tumor, and that he was alone. He stated, he had not told his mother because she was up in age and didn’t want to worry her. He announced to me that he was a “Reverend” (self proclaimed I might add.), and had fallen from grace. He asked if I knew of anyone he could obtain counsel from. So, I recommended the possibility of him speaking to my Pastor for wise counsel. He agreed, and I scheduled the appt for him. They met, and he began to attend church with me. As, a result I thought I could trust him, especially after having met his mother who told me that my grandmother was a tremendous blessing to her family. At that particular time, I was ministering to a lot of young womeñ, one in particular who was like a daughter. She worked with me at the hospital. After a few months of him being around, I noticed that he was always whispering in her ear, and her attitude began to change. So, I confronted him and asked him if there was anything going on. He said No. He, stated that Melody (not her real name) had called him the night before because she and her boyfriend had an altercation the night prior). That’s why they were q
whispering, she didn’t want me to know. I called the young lady’s mother and asked her if she had noticed any changes in her daughter. She, replied yes, and stated she had voiced her concerns to her husband who stated she was over reacting. So, for a brief moment I dismissed it. A few weeks passed and the three of us, were on our way back to Houston and the Rev looked at me and said “you don’t reverence me.” Needless to say, * I was taken aback. I replied, who are you that I should reverence you? I began to distance myself, but I felt I needed to stay close to Melody though she was 24. I tried to convince her that he was not the individual he was protraying himself to be. By the end of the situation the Spirit of Jezebel had mastered his plan and I was left with these words. ” I play with the devil whenever I want and I always get what I want.” My life and that of my family as we knew it was left in ruins, but My Trust In God Was All The More Strengthened. His grace is Sufficient.
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