Once again I am blown away by the responses to my previous blog. I’ve taken a lot of time to process and I have finally realized the TRUTH! It took a lot of prayer, a lot of battles, and a little “slap in the face” from one of my dear friends , but I made it.

I’m writing to inform you, my loved ones, that I have been set FREE from the enemies strong hold. Those previous days where I felt weak are just pure memories that are fading fast. I AM STRONGER. Remember in my last blog I mentioned that God was watching over me and was willing to jump in before things got too bad? Well He did just that. He sent YOU to encourage me and lift me up. He sent YOU to fight for me and intercede in prayer. YOU were part of God’s army fighting for me. In Top Gun movie terms, you NEVER left your wingman. I am thankful for you, and I don’t really think you understand how much you really mean to me.

The pages of LIES I wrote down and believed are gone. And since you have been such a HUGE part in this victory, I want you to witness this along with me…

 
I will NEVER have to see those lies again!

 
 

I had LIFE spoken into me while I was nearly dead. People I don’t even know have written to say that they love me. People that I know already love me still wrote little friendly reminders. How could I have ever believed that I was not loved?!? Are you kidding me? Love here on Earth is important in our lives, but the only LOVE that truly matters is the love of GOD. His love is pure and is the only kind of love that can truly seek my heart.

The enemy however is still trying to get at me. Ever since the day I posted the blog, my armor has been stronger and his attacks don’t frazzle me as much. My computer keyboard doesn’t work anymore (I’m using an external keyboard at the moment) which I think is a ploy from the enemy to get me frustrated. My camera won’t zoom in anymore…another frustration ploy. Oh, and here’s the best one. Not sure if this happened for God’s entertainment or another frustration ploy…

Dex and I were headed into town to get my suit. The tailor had finished it and Dex was going to his trial fitting. We took a rickshaw (little motorcycle cart thingy) into town. We had nicer clothes on because  we wanted to see the full ensemble of what our suits would look like when we tried the suits on. I wore a white collared shirt into town because that was the shirt I had just worn to church. Anyways, I went to sit on the outside edge because I wanted to get some pics and videos of the countryside. WELL….as we were driving into town, a large cargo truck came opposite from us and as it drive by us, a load of manure dropped from the bed of the truck and SPLATTERED right next to our rickshaw therefore splattering Dex and I with manure all over our clothes. Our contact Brother Selva looked back and just laughed. I looked down at my shirt, hands, and shorts and thought to myself, “I’m pretty sure that’s manure.” I wish you could’ve seen my reaction. Instead of freaking out, I treated it like it was something that had happened before. I mean, you really can’t get mad over that. It’s the World Race and it’s India. So the driver pulled over to a water well and Bro. Selva helped us clean off a bit on the side of the road. But hey, at least my new suit looks good.
 

I’m going to miss this life!

To make this short and simple I just want to say that my spirits are good. I have never felt stronger against the enemies lies. I laugh at his attempts because I have a thicker suit of armor and I have loved ones like you fighting along with me.
You. Are. Loved.