I heard one of the worst news today.... However, I refuse to allow the devil pull me down with his tricks and gimmicks!!...
Do you ever feel like life just has a way of throwing hard rocks at you? Do you ever go through situations where the only thing that comes to your lips is “Why me?”... Do you ever wonder where God is?? You start to think about how hard it has been, how it seems as if you have been fighting a battle all your life and there never seems to be time where you can rest or even retreat! You are spent and all your ammunitions are just not strong enough to fight the battle! Life they say is not a bed of roses, life they say is ever changing! Nothing is constant aside from change itself and God Almighty!
The news hit me like a shock of waves! I thought that my faith would be enough to carry us through, I thought that my faith would just be able to propel us to where God expects us to be... but I thought wrong! I found myself thinking the exact same thing that kind of lingered in the room... “Where is God?? Haven’t we been praying?? Don’t we pray?? But we are Christians? When is this ever going to stop?? Why us??”
I became angry in my spirit and indeed wondered why us? Indeed wondered what it means to be a Christian if we still had to go through things like this? I wondered what the difference was between us (BORN-AGAIN CHRISTIANS) and people that have never even stepped a foot in the church, let alone know who God is! I just could not get over the fact that I felt cheated and unduly treated! Was it something we did?... NO! She would never hurt a fly; she hardly had friends and tried her best not to offend people... So who might she have wronged? She spent most of her time studying the word and praying!! So where is the “problem”...“Battle” from??
I could not help the hot tears that came so freely down my cheeks! I could not help but agree with them forcing their way hastily from my eyes, down to my cheeks! I thought indeed they deserved to be let out! I ignored the voices in my head that seemed to come at that very “perfect” time... “God does not care about your tears”, “Your tears do not move God”, “Cry now!! Cry it all out!!” All of a sudden, all the sermons I have ever heard came rushing to me... I refused to meditate on them... All I was concerned about was the helpless woman that sat next to me and the terrified child that stood before me! What have they truly done? Who have they wronged? All their life, they have had to fight off death in order to live! They have had to sacrifice their lives in order for others to live theirs... Now, just when they could fully reap the benefits of their hard work... It’s about to get snatched away, like it was not deserved!
I had pitied myself and these people enough! I was now truly very angry in my spirit and needed answers! I wiped those unruly tears and matched like an angry soldier ready for battle! Went straight to my room, down on my knees on to the cream carpet I had stained with a lot of my mascara coated tears! This was where I knew how to fight best, this was where I knew how to regain all my stolen joy! I was on the battlefield... It was time to take the battle to the King of kings and Lord of lords! The enemy has indeed taken a lot away from me and I have literally sat back and watched him loot freely and unashamedly! I was going to take this one precious part of my life back... The battle line has been drawn!
“For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places!”
This is just the beginning...
