Spiritual Battle

Spiritual Battle

The enemy threw spears and shot arrows at me
But his weapons fell against my armor, as useless as an unfitting key

His aim turned desperate in pushing every piece of my protective shield
Trying to find a weakness, but it was unrelenting and would not yield

Laughing at his meager attempts I wielded my sword to scare off my enemy
Knowing the power of God would be revealed for all to see

But as my arm lifted in a deafening blow
He saw a weakness begin to quiver and show

The enemy lifted his eyes in a mocking way
Causing my blade to stutter and sway

He began to mimic the painful words from long ago
That I would never amount to anything, that I should just cower and go

He made me feel like I lost the battle before it had even begun
The lies and fear of a failure whose song has not yet been sung

The enemy began to beat me with his dagger-like speech
I dropped to my knees and felt God’s hand out of reach

I begged God to show me a way to break free
But He said that the power and truth was already given to me

With the realization becoming stronger than before
I stood on the Rock, my salvation, the One who knocked on my heart’s door

I saw the truth that in God I find my identity
Not in the failures or the stinging lies of my enemy

I lifted my sword with a new strength that I had ever known
The enemy cowered and fled when he saw the true power shown

Yes, there will be more battles to be won
Resisting the enemy and fighting, but the war is already finished and done

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Adventure Time

Adventure Time

Hello. 
I have been so busy with life and falling back in love with food (I once reacted to) that I haven’t taken time to write about these new (and tasty) adventures!
Let us begin with my first job after being sick…


Yep, my first job was away from home! Crazy person here. 
I worked up at Hume Lake (right before they evacuated due to the fire) and made new memories to replace the old ones of when I tried to work when I was sick. Whew! That was a mouthful. If that wasn’t a run-on sentence, I don’t know what is! Hmmm…maybe it wasn’t…meh.
 
Anyways, I was making milkshakes (while doing my happy dance) and enjoying this fun experience in the “Snack Shop.” Then nighttime came and that’s when the memories came on stronger than sweaty socks on a hot summer’s day…God told me to whip out my Sword (Bible) and fight the enemy’s lies with His truths (by speaking them aloud), but I felt weak, vulnerable, and decided just to try and ignore it. Thankfully my sister and bro-in-law came to the rescue and let me stay those nights with them. They were such a comfort as I finally stood my ground when the enemy tried every tactic to make me believe his lies…or even creating the want to believe those lies. The battle became smaller and the enemy’s words weaker when I brought truth and the Sword out in the open (should’ve done that earlier!).


Here I am at my sister’s place after the first night.
 
Above is a picture of the smoke (taken in July) from the rough fire.


I never dreamed that I would have another chance to work at Hume but…it happened! Smoke and all, it was a new memory that I have passed while climbing the cliff of life. 
P.s.
I will hold the “milkshake memories” in my heart forever…


“Milkshake Stain Memories”
Stay tuned for a new post on why we need praying people in our lives…we have friends in this present day spiritual battle…stay tuned…