Who Are You?
Again, this morning's Bible reading reveals one of those stories that leaves me wondering how I've missed hearing this before...and laughing a little. I'm slowly (very slowly) making my way through the book of Acts (still)...and in chapter 19, verses 15 and 16, I read about this amusing, but painfully 'too-close-to-home' kind of situation. Paul is in the middle of a missionary journey and he is moving and shaking and God is working miracles through him. So these seven sons of a certain Sceva (a Jewish high priest) decided to try casting a demon out of a man in the name of Jesus, "preached by Paul" (MSG). The evil spirit talks back to them, saying "I know Jesus and I've heard of Paul, but who are you?" I'm sure they weren't expecting this reaction....after all, Paul made it look so easy. They probably stood there, dumb-founded, looking at each other, going, "I don't know...who are we??" Then the guy jumps on the