Wolf in Sheep's Clothing

Not Just an Image but a Reality

Ever heard the saying, "don't judge a book by it's cover"? It is so very true. Be aware brethren, not to judge a saint by his/her gifts. I have run across a few sheep that have snapped and snarled at me.. only to say, "whoe, what is this?"

It's more than just a bad day or the flesh run rampant. There is a counterfeit my friends. There are people who love on the outside but are wrapped in malice on the inside. Their hunger and drive is not knowing more of Jesus.. but controlling more of His children.

It doesn't matter how well they heal or how sweet their tone. It doesn't matter how they serve and give to the poor; and it ESPECIALLY doesn't matter how much your pastor LOVES them and thinks the world of them.

We are to judge a tree by it's fruit. We are to look past the "clothing" of good works, and gifts, and miraculous signs. We are to look for love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, gentleness, faithfulness, long suffering, self control.

If you see or feel these OTHER things around a WONDERFUL saint, be careful that you are not devoured.

Domination
Intimidation
Manipulation
Condemnation

These are the fruit of a wolf in sheep's clothing. These are the fruit of someone who wants to cover your light. Smother your freedom. And persecute your love.

Don't let it blow your mind when you see the contradiction in character. Stand against it and it's lies. Stand and call on the Name of the Lord. Stand and watch The Holy Spirit move on your behalf. Stand and let Jesus be your Shepard.

I hear Jesus saying, "My people perish due to lack of knowledge."

I love you sweet brothers and sisters. Walk in TRUTH :)

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