Time to Fight

A few nights ago, I was worshipping with other people.   About an hour into it, we had just finished singing Will Reagan’s “Take Back.” 

 
Moving into “How He Loves Us,” I suddenly felt attacked with lies from the enemy: 

I didn’t understand.  I was just worshipping.  I was just sitting in the presence of God and about to sing about His love.  How and why would I suddenly be hearing these lies? 

As I thought about it later that night, it suddenly clicked.  Spiritual warfare.  Had I not just been singing a song of war?  A song about how I was going to take back from Satan what he has tried to steal from me?  Would the enemy not want to attack me in a time like that?  In a time when I was trying to worship his enemy?

I used to be quite aware of spiritual warfare.  It was easy to be aware of it while overseas with the Race or the Passport.  I’ll never forget the time in Uganda when my team and I prayed for a lady who had been affected by witchcraft.  As we prayed, the demons inside of her made themselves known during what were easily 15 of the most intense minutes of my life.  But as our prayers continued, the demons were eventually cast out; God won. 

How could I not be aware of spiritual warfare with an experience like that?

But 8 or 9 months back in America, and life just seems to go back to “normal,” whatever that means.  The spiritual atmosphere isn’t as obvious, but that doesn’t mean it’s not real.  Just this past week, I’ve had two dreams that Satan’s infiltrated with fear.  My roommates have discussed the attacks that have taken place on their thoughts. 

Spiritual warfare is real.  I can choose to be aware of it or choose to ignore it.  But if I choose to be aware of it, I can fight.  And man, I want to fight.  I want to be in prayer from the moment I wake up until the moment I go to sleep.  I want to fill my mind with scripture and respond to the lies.  I want to be someone who loves, no matter the cost.  I want to be the warrior that God has created me to be. 

And I definitely want to take back all the enemy has stolen. 

What about you?  Are you fighting?  If so, what does that look like in your life?