The four deadly enemies of a Christian leader

As a Christian leader, your deadliest enemy is not the man next door who stares weirdly when you drive past to church; your worst enemy is right within.

Money: Yes, uncontrolled love and craving for money. Do you find yourself lying, cheating, swindling and even stealing in order to satisfy that insatiable urge to have more money? That enemy is out to ruin you. Face him squarely or he’ll destroy you.

Sex: What are you presently comprising just to satisfy that urge, that burning desire to be in their arms? Be sure you are not a victim of the spirit of lust or seduction, or both. That enemy will disgrace you when you least expect it.

Pride: You hate to be in a position of weakness; you always want to be at the top and in charge. You will intentionally hide the truth and engage in a lot of hypocrisy just to keep your pride. You hate to apologize even when you are sure you blew it. It’s hard for you to acknowledge you were at fault. Check your heart. That enemy will limit the extent to which God can use you.

Power: You can sacrifice everything and anything just to be “the one in charge here”. You hate to be the follower, even when you have much to learn from others. You want to teach everybody even when you’ve got nothing worth teaching. That enemy will keep you ignorant and empty, with the illusion that you know it all and can do it all. He will keep you from growing to greater heights.

We’ve got to always check our motives, re-examine our hearts each step of the journey. Our sincerity with God will earn us His timely intervention and save us  lots of future embarrassments.

I wish you the best on this journey.



A Bird Deprived of its Feathers: Un oiseau déplumé.

Je suis un oiseau déplumé

I am a bird deprived of its feathers

Je me ventais tant de ma beauté

I prided myself in my beauty

Je me confiais en ma capacité de m’envole

I trusted in my capacity to fly off

Quand je voulais and comme je voulais

When I wanted to and how I wanted

Et puis un jour, un fameux jour

Then on one fateful day

J’ai commence a perdre mes plumes

I started losing my feathers

Oh, Seigneur, que m’arrive t’il?

Oh, Lord, what is happening to me?

Je suis en train de perdre ma fierté

I am losing my pride

Ma capacité m’échapper

My capacity is leaving me

Je ne peux vivre sans ceux-ci.

I can’t live without these.

J’ai fais ce que je pouvais

I tried as hard as I could

Puis je me suis résignée a mon sort.

Then I took my fate with resignation.

Je suis devenu un oiseau déplumé.

I had become a bird deprived of its feathers.

Merci Seigneur de me déplumer

Thank you Lord for taking away my feathers

Maintenant je peux m’envole à nouveau

Now I can fly off again anew

Mais cette fois-ci sur tes ailes.

But this time I’m flying on your wings.