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Wanted Here – Ch.36 | KT OLLA

MARCUZ and Luca had a puzzled gaze as they exchanged glances.

Did the apostles win over Rome by fight? Did they fight with weapons, too. Like during the Crusades of  Dark Ages?

But how did the Church conquer their persecutors? How did they outlive this world power?

Those were the rising questions behind the glances the two brothers exchanged.

Still their uncle didn’t let the confusion last any much longer. For he picked up just about then.

“The Church had the right weapon for the battle. Because they knew that what they fight against weren’t those people or their war tactics.

“It was the dark powers behind the high powers. The rulers of the world in dark high places.

“So they never got themselves reeled into the physical fight from the start. And that is why Paul said:

The weapons of our warfare are not carnal but mighty in God for pulling down strongholds,

casting down arguments and every high thing that exalts itself against the knowledge of God, bringing every thought into captivity to the obedience of Christ,

and being ready to punish all disobedience when your obedience is fulfilled.”

He had quoted the Second Epistle of Paul to the Corinthians. Chapter 10 verses 4 through 6. So Vincent talked on from there.

“Were the Romans the stronghold that needed to be brought down?

“No they weren’t. It was rather the demonic powers that those world powers bowed to.

“That explains why some of the Roman governors found God’s mercy and got to be saved…

“It was because they weren’t the enemies. But the Darkness they worship.”

Marcuz gave a thoughtful nod.

“Again, how do you know a person’s thought let alone bringing it to captivity? You know weapons will never be able to deal with that.

“But then, we say people’s thoughts that are against God are arrested. So much people feel repentant, and are converted.

“Look, that can only be the power of God!”

The brothers nodded frantically. They agreed with him.

“Now the last one is the ‘obedience’ part,” Vincent went on. “And that is my very answer to everything.

“The condition where we can punish disobedience is only in this thing. It is not in holding the reins or playing mind games...

“It is in the fulfilment of our obedience!

“See, we cannot punish Cannon when we ourselves are guilty as charged. When we aren’t doing things aright.

“You know the Bible says that we shouldn’t judge. So we are in no position to judge Cannon for whatever they do.

“But your heart still burns hot for Cannon’s bad deeds. And you just want them punished—right?

“This is where the obedience part comes in.”

Vincent leaned a bit forward as he explained.

“Yes, we’re in no place to judge. But we do have Someone greater who can judge evil.

“We know God, we have God! But He’s no errand person that we can tell to run errands.

“So we have to submit to His lordship. Then He will get on our side and do much more than what we ask.

“He will avenge the evildoers for us. And His vengeance, I tell you, is the dreadful kind!”

Luca looked at Marcuz at that instant. For his brother’s eyes suddenly came alive. Marcuz was relieved to hear this thing.

Their uncle went on during that time.

“You two will not be able to remove the speck in someone’s eyes. When your eyes are still blocked by logs of wits and calculations.

“So check your ways, boys, and drop your arms. Let God lead the fight.”

He turned to Marcuz and asked. “Do you want Cannon destroyed?”

“No,” he replied.

“Do you want the school shut down?”

“No sir.”

“Your war isn’t against those lecturers,” Vincent went on. “It is against the powers ruling Cannon.

“If you aren’t a part of Cannon, maybe you can care less. But you are.

“So if you try to break Cannon like you aren’t a part, then you will destroy it alongside you.

“But then if you know who your enemy is, and do the right kind of warfare, then Cannon can break open from inside like an egg.

“It can beget new life.”

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