Spiritual warfare is a serious mood killer. Although I am incredibly excited to leave in 3 weeks, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t fighting a battle full of divine intention. Satan is throwing stones of lies, and it’s a serious struggle. This isn’t a post I’m super excited to share because it involves being super vulnerable, but hey! How can I be asking for prayer if I’m not sharing my struggles? Plus, 3+ hours of Jesus time and awkward stares from the barista at closing time deserves some praise. Not to brag, but I’m going to brag… I serve an incredible God!
Here is a snippet of the conversation God and I have been having lately!
Lie: My community won’t be as strong.
Truth: It will be what I need—rooted in Christ
Lie: The race is a wasted effort.
Truth: No effort is wasted when following God’s call.
Lie: Others are more suited than I am.
Truth: We all have differences, but those differences don’t make some more suitable then others. I am created with gifts that were perfectly given and will be perfectly used.
Lie: God can’t use me.
Truth: I will be used.
Lie: I’m not ready.
Truth: I am prepared.
Lie: No one will miss me. I will be forgotten.
Truth: I are loved. I am adored.
Lie: What do I have to offer?
Truth: Myself.
Lie: People won’t notice if I do or don’t go. What does it matter?
Truth: This is not for me. Who cares if people notice? I am doing this because I am following in the footsteps of Jesus.
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Satan is throwing stones. He knows how each individual struggles. He is going in for the kill. What he doesn’t know is I have a protector, and his name is Jesus Christ!
God is not giving me just enough to handle. He is giving me more than I can handle because it forces me to lean on Him. The journey I’m on is not just physical. It is mental, spiritual, and it is emotional. It has power, and Satan knows it. From the moment I said “yes” to God, Satan drew his sword and grabbed his gun.
I’m stepping onto a balance beam and getting ready to flip. Satan wants nothing more than for me to fall and cling tightly to the beam for safety.
I’m stepping into the wilderness unsure of what will jump out of me.
I’m giving up expectations of the world. I’m foregoing traditions to follow God’s call, and Satan is panicking. On my own, I am nothing. I have no power, but I’m not journeying alone. I’m not making the calls. I’m following. I’m following as a child and friend of God—and that is powerful.
So, Satan is throwing stones. He’s chucking lies. He’s attacking. But, God and I, we’re fighting. With Him as my protector, we’ll win. It won’t be without a few scratches and bruises. Maybe a concussion and a broken bone or two,
but I’m journeying.
I’m not crouching or clinging to the balance beam.
I’m not avoiding the unknown wilderness.
I’m not enrolling into traditional world expectations.
I’m drawing my sword, grabbing my gun, and I’m dodging those lies. Because Satan, you’re a liar liar pants on fire, and you can’t keep me from going on this journey with Jesus.
