Drugs & Demons | 2 Christians Share a Romantic Moment Fighting Evil in Yakima

We took a little break after Yakima's election season, and we hope you had a great Thanksgiving. But it's back to work on local issues, and that includes combatting drugs and demons. We've asked for your stories, and we're finally getting them. Check out one we were sent from a husband and wife who had a literal encounter with the demonic during a Sunday stroll in Yakima!

**Yes, we've omitted names and locations to protect everyone involved. We're controversial, and we know it.

Leave It Better than You Found It

"We read One Crackima's article on fentanyl, and thought we'd you tell our story in the hopes that other Christians would learn from it:

We – a husband and wife – were walking around for some Sunday morning coffee when we noticed a big man with a scraggly blond beard and a red jacket. He was transient, clearly high on something, and yelling violent obscenities to thin air. 

We live in Crackima. Nothing new.

When we first spotted Red Jacket, he was over a block away from us and across the street. He didn't appear to notice our presence, so we just kept a lookout and kept moving. Most transients are harmless.

We closed our distance on Red Jacket to half a block, and there was still no sign that he knew or cared of our existence.

It was when we were almost exactly across the street from Red Jacket that an amused curiosity filled both of us.

It's generally unwise to interrupt the trip of a big tweaker spewing violence. But we both knew that drug users often see or even fight literal demons. All the respectable Christians were at church, but we're firm believers in leaving things better than we found them.

So we thought we'd try and give Red Jacket an assist...

Never breaking stride, never saying a word to him, never pausing to bow our heads, we both prayed for Red Jacket across the street. After all, prayers are prayers – spoken or silent – and God listens.

"In the name of Jesus, leave that man alone."

It was simple, yet effective. Right away, Red Jacket honed in on us from across the street and shouted back:

"F*** you in your Christian a**!"

Of all the things he could have yelled...

We kept walking as Red Jacket's tirade of violence now turned to us, as he screamed obscenities, threatened to break our jaws, and make us eat all number of our own appendages. It was alarming, but he never took a step towards us. In fact, he only ever turned at the hips, and his feet never faced us.

We don't think Red Jacket could have attacked us if he wanted to.

And as for us, grins split our faces. This was, after all, one of the many reasons we joined together; two people married under God are a unit for fighting evil. It was an unexpectedly romantic moment.

We retraced our steps on the way back home, but Red Jacket was nowhere to be seen. Who knows? Perhaps God freed him up enough to go get some quality help, or perhaps he's still just getting high.

The Connection Between Drug Use & Sorcery

When we received this story, we were delighted. It supported something our team knows as Judeo-Christian operatives in Yakima.

God doesn't approve of sorcery. It's a pretty undisputed fact, and there's a plethora of statements about this in the Old Testament. Unfortunately, many Christians are hellbent on using just the New Testament.

Thankfully, Paul had some things to say in the New Testament about this:

Now the works of the flesh are evident, which are: adultery, fornication, uncleanness, lewdness, idolatry, sorcery, hatred, contentions, jealousies, outbursts of wrath, selfish ambitions, dissensions, heresies, envy, murders, drunkenness, revelries, and the like; of which I tell you beforehand, just as I also told you in time past, that those who practice such things will not inherit the kingdom of God.
-Galatians 5:19-21 (NKJV)

In the speech of modern times, this is the equivalent of Paul saying, "As per my last email, sorcery is still wrong."

But what you probably didn't know is that the word Paul uses here for sorcery is "pharmakeia." This is the Greek root from which we derive the English words "pharmacy" or "pharmaceutical."

We're not here to wage war against Tylenol, but context would suggest that the sorcerers of Paul's time were just illicit drug users, especially those who got high to contact spirits.