Not even close!

Rise UP!

So here I am…all ### pounds of me fighting with all that is in me. Yeah, I’m a fighter now! Watch out! 

I’m no longer going to sit back and watch with such helplessness and timidity as God’s children are attacked. I am no longer going to sit back with such complacency as my brothers and sisters face persecution, face poverty, face abuse, face struggle, doubt, fear, etc. I’m fighting for the hopeless. I’m fighting for love.

Rise UP!

 

So many may look at me and see someone weak and small. And I am! But God is NOT. May they see His power, His strength, His grace, His mercy, His compassion and find safety in His hands, HOPE in His LOVE. Oh how my hands want to comfort, my feet want to move, my voice wants to speak. I fall to my knees in prayer and a heart filled with love for His children. 

Rise UP!

 

It resounds in my heart. And I can’t deny it! I can’t ignore it! I’m a fighter…fighting for God’s TRUTH

Psalm 18:28-35

You, O LORD, keep my lamp burning;
       my God turns my darkness into light.

With your help I can advance against a troop;
       with my God I can scale a wall.

As for God, his way is perfect;
       the word of the LORD is flawless.
       He is a shield
       for all who take refuge in him.

For who is God besides the LORD?
       And who is the Rock except our God?

It is God who arms me with strength
       and makes my way perfect.

He makes my feet like the feet of a deer;
       he enables me to stand on the heights.

He trains my hands for battle;
       my arms can bend a bow of bronze.

You give me your shield of victory,
       and your right hand sustains me;
       you stoop down to make me great.

RISE UP!