It goes something like this:
One day a man and his little girl came to eat at this very popular chicken place. The little girl looked around at the long metal tables, surrounded by chairs and happily eating patrons.
"Daddy?" she said, "Why is there a little naked man jumping from table to table?"
What?
A tuyul, a mischievous little spirit that people believe can steal and in other ways harass humans.
Really?
Well, the restaurant owner had "no other choice" but to change it's name and look in hopes that either the tuyul would go away, or that the patrons would think that, under "new management," the spirit was bound to depart...
Right?
This story might seem likely in some jungle village or remote tribe. But we live in a city of over 1 million people. It is one of the large cities on the island with bustling malls, streets full of nice cars and a zillion motorcycles. But many of the people are held captive. They are held captive to fear. Their fear is of spirits, among other things. If they do not have the Holy Spirit, then they certainly do have reason to fear.
Pray for people who are held captive by fear, that they will believe in the Greatest Spirit of all, the one Who can save them and make them live in victory over fear!
PS Since I wrote this, the name of this little restaurant has changed again.
One day a man and his little girl came to eat at this very popular chicken place. The little girl looked around at the long metal tables, surrounded by chairs and happily eating patrons.
"Daddy?" she said, "Why is there a little naked man jumping from table to table?"
What?
A tuyul, a mischievous little spirit that people believe can steal and in other ways harass humans.
Really?
Well, the restaurant owner had "no other choice" but to change it's name and look in hopes that either the tuyul would go away, or that the patrons would think that, under "new management," the spirit was bound to depart...
Right?
This story might seem likely in some jungle village or remote tribe. But we live in a city of over 1 million people. It is one of the large cities on the island with bustling malls, streets full of nice cars and a zillion motorcycles. But many of the people are held captive. They are held captive to fear. Their fear is of spirits, among other things. If they do not have the Holy Spirit, then they certainly do have reason to fear.
Pray for people who are held captive by fear, that they will believe in the Greatest Spirit of all, the one Who can save them and make them live in victory over fear!
PS Since I wrote this, the name of this little restaurant has changed again.
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