Meeting God in a Witch Shop
For 16 years, our family lived in a historic district of Little Rock. In that neighborhood, not far from our home was a store called The Broom Closet. At first, I thought it was a cleaning supply company. Later I discovered it was a straight up Witch Shop. A full-on business dedicated to the promotion of Wicca and pagan religions. Right. With my curiosity aroused, I wanted to know more, so naturally I went and checked it out. Inside, I found herbs, potions, amulets, jewelry, candles, books and paraphernalia related to Wicca and paganism. There was even a section for those who desired to know more about these ancient practices. From a rack filled with pamphlets, I picked one up and started reading. In one booklet I read these words,
“Unlike many traditional religions who worship once a week in a church building, pagans worship everyday, enjoying a continual intimacy with the god(s) within them”.
After reading that pamphlet, my jaw dropped, but instead of secretly desiring to start a fire with this demonic literature, or feeling self-righteous because I knew the truth, I instead felt sharply rebuked. I was angry that this inner intimacy meant for a relationship with Jesus had been hijacked by fallen spirits. But I also felt ashamed that Christians and Christendom has portrayed our God as Someone we visit once a week, like paying respects to a dying great-aunt. I was embarrassed that we were perceived by many as people who compartmentalize our faith. We may carry a moral code with us the other six days of the week, but the Master Himself is still viewed as up there in Heaven. Rather than tapping into self-energy or vibrations from nature or Celtic gods and goddesses, Jesus’ kingdom is the presence of the one true God. In other words, there’s a big difference between the “god-within” and the “God within.”
Standing in that Wicca shop, I made a spiritual decision to work towards changing that perception, to make a difference in people’s thinking about Christians and the church. Don’t misunderstand, I’m not launching a campaign against construction of church buildings or using money to buy stuff for ministry. But my hope is that when your city thinks about your church, what comes to mind are faces and loving actions, not merely a piece of real estate.
In that way, we can influence our world’s perspective of God’s kingdom, erasing the empire-building mentality that has eaten the American church alive.*
*Taken from Uncovering the Mysteries of God, by Jeff Kinley
Postscript – I visited this shop a few more times, and after talking to the owner, discovered it was actually a “mission” venture of a greater pagan (satanic) organization that had been established there by a local “bishop” to help spread the word about their demonic faith (think “church planting venture.”) After a few years, it went out of business.