For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers,
against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and
against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.
This has reminded me of the nature of the war we fight in. How often do we just float through life, unaware of the battle raging around us. A battle with eternal significance. While in Haiti, Hubert told us a story of a woman who was possessed in their hospital. Not full on projective pea soup and head turning, but just about. The demon in her yelled, screamed, and laughed as the team prayed over her. It even tried to offer Hubert "winning" lotery numbers if he just left it alone. They continued to pray and the demon was cast out. Even cooler, the woman accepted Christ!
It reminded us of two things. First, that the invisible is real. There are forces around us that seek our destruction and the destruction of His kingdom and WE are his army. Second, that God is way bigger than all of that!
So this morning, I want to enter the day fully equipped to enter this war. During one of our devotions down in Haiti, we talked about how foolish it is for a soldier to enter a war without a gun, or helmet, or armor. But how often do we go off to war in nothing but our underwear? I mean, do I deliberately contemplate the significance of the battle for souls around me? Do I look at people with the eyes of Christ? Seeing their value and then being willing to fight for them?
Unfortunately I so often just get comfortable and float through my days. Heedless of the fight I should be fighting. I want to be active in God's Army. In fact, I want to lead the charge!
God, please use me. I recognize the spiritual war around me and I desire to be an active part in it. I know that you are bigger than the enemy. Please help me to take your Word and wield it as a sword. Protect my soul from the enemies attacks and give me the discernment to know when they are coming. Thank you for being my God and King. Thank you for rescuing me from a life apart from you. Thank you for dying for me, Jesus.
against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and
against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.
This has reminded me of the nature of the war we fight in. How often do we just float through life, unaware of the battle raging around us. A battle with eternal significance. While in Haiti, Hubert told us a story of a woman who was possessed in their hospital. Not full on projective pea soup and head turning, but just about. The demon in her yelled, screamed, and laughed as the team prayed over her. It even tried to offer Hubert "winning" lotery numbers if he just left it alone. They continued to pray and the demon was cast out. Even cooler, the woman accepted Christ!
It reminded us of two things. First, that the invisible is real. There are forces around us that seek our destruction and the destruction of His kingdom and WE are his army. Second, that God is way bigger than all of that!
So this morning, I want to enter the day fully equipped to enter this war. During one of our devotions down in Haiti, we talked about how foolish it is for a soldier to enter a war without a gun, or helmet, or armor. But how often do we go off to war in nothing but our underwear? I mean, do I deliberately contemplate the significance of the battle for souls around me? Do I look at people with the eyes of Christ? Seeing their value and then being willing to fight for them?
Unfortunately I so often just get comfortable and float through my days. Heedless of the fight I should be fighting. I want to be active in God's Army. In fact, I want to lead the charge!
God, please use me. I recognize the spiritual war around me and I desire to be an active part in it. I know that you are bigger than the enemy. Please help me to take your Word and wield it as a sword. Protect my soul from the enemies attacks and give me the discernment to know when they are coming. Thank you for being my God and King. Thank you for rescuing me from a life apart from you. Thank you for dying for me, Jesus.
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