Every once in a while someone will get in touch about things that disturb them in their homes. Crashes, bumps, odd’feelings’ at certain times. Presences.
Usually it is panic that has got them to make the brave step of asking for help – or something or someone has pushed them over a threshold. Often a friend’s concern, or their concern for someone else in the household. Things that affect others we love are harder to cope with than if they just affect us.
I suppose you think I keep a big marshmallow gun under the stairs for just such eventualities, and the bishop has kept me supplied with fresh ammunition. ‘Fraid not. But there is a toolkit.
It is one of the few requests we get that asks for, though not directly, Jesus’ authority to be exercised. Where the rubber of the faith has to hit the road and grip. The toolkit is this: vulnerability. Open and honest before God, and open and honest about God.
Experience helps, but this is opportunities to have become comfortable with trusting God.
Never go looking for it. But always a privilege to respond.