For a long time he had been homeless and naked, living in a cemetery outside the town. As soon as he saw Jesus, he shrieked and fell down in front of him. Luke 8:27b-28a.
I can’t say that this has ever happened to me. I’ve worked with the homeless before, made some people feel uncomfortable, but never had them scream when they saw me. That would be a life altering experience, for sure!
I’ve always wanted to be like Jesus, but the thought of those kinds of things happening, that’s a bit disconcerting. And as much as I want to please Him, I’m not so sure about the ‘suffering’ part, or even the persecution, but alas, He said it would happen, didn’t he?
If it takes a demon to recognize who lives in me, let it happen. I want to be so much like Jesus that demons scream out when they recognize who I carry on the inside of me. Jesus came to set the captives free. He told me to do greater things.
What does that look like to you?