Don’t Let The Devil Destroy Your Purpose

Title: Don’t Let The Devil Destroy Your Purpose

Contents
1 Discovering Your Purpose
2 Pursuing Your Purpose
3 Protecting Your Purpose
4 Perfecting Your Purpose

Discovering Your Purpose

If I sat down with you right now and asked you what your goal is in life, would you be able to tell me? And If you have a goal, is it on it’s way to being fulfilled? Everybody needs to discover their purpose in life and
fulfill it. There’s joy that comes when you find your purpose and begin to pursue it.
I was eight years old when Jesus called me to preach. I was caught up into Heaven for a few hours and I saw the golden street with the golden curbs, and the flowers alongside that hummed because of the surge of new life that kept flowing through them. I was in a praise service and I was in the river of life, I saw some things. At the end of my visitation to Heaven, Christ called me to preach the gospel. He didn’t call me just to stay in my hometown, Tulsa. He said, “I want you to preach while you’re yet young. I want you to start preaching while you’re a teenager.”
I said, “Lord, a teenager?”
“That’s what I said, a teenager.” Don’t Let The Devil Destroy Your Purpose
Then He said, “I want to promote you, but I can’t do it unless you do a few things. If you don’t learn to worship Me, and pray in tongues fervently and fight devils, then I can’t promote you.”
As soon as I came back to earth, there began a war for the purpose of my life. As soon as you recognize what you’re here for, the devil will try to steal it from you. He’ll tell you that you’re supposed to be a nice, quiet Christian. Or, he’ll tell you that you’re supposed to pastor a dysfunctional church that is controlled by weirdos! The devil wants to control you. If he can’t control you, then he’ll try to kill you. I don’t like being controlled, I like to flow.
Some people don’t know how to take charge of things. That’s why their purpose never comes to pass.
Dealing With Doubting Relatives When I was growing up, there was a poverty devil that liked our
family. It came from grandma and grandpa, down to my mom and dad, and then it tried to get me. In our home, going to McDonalds was like having a steak! We lived like that for many years.
I realized early that the devil doesn’t like preachers having money so I’d say, “Devil, let go of my money! It’s mine! Poverty devil, you won’t destroy me! I know my ministry is going to need millions so I’m going to
put a stop to you right now! I’ll not wait until my ministry gets into a building project or something-I’m going to destroy you right now!” When I started praying like that, my relatives would say, “Roberts, you pray too much about money!”
“It’s because I need a lot of it!” I’d answer, “I refuse to beg from you, so I just beat the devil up, and it comes rolling in nice and easy!” That was the truth too! Money began coming to me from all over. When I bought myself a new car, some in my family had heart attacks! They began to criticize it; It was too black, it was too gold, it was too nice, it was too sporty.
“Where’s your car?” I’d respond. When they drove up in their used car and I say, “Now which one do you
like, yours or this one?” “Well, I like yours.” “Don’t criticize it, then.” Then they got mad and asked, “Why does God give you money?” “Because I ask Him for it.” “Well, I ask God for money, too.” “Yah, but you don’t tell the devil to leave you alone!”