But the truth is that their is a struggle and "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."
One of our biggest struggles may be in our fear of sharing. Feeling disqualified.
But I know how blessed and strengthened I've been by reading the stories of others who like me, have fallen, weak and been picked up again by Him.
What holds me back from believing that my story, too, could not be a blessing?
I am beginning to learn how to quiet that voice. That voice that tells me to be quiet.
It is amazing to witness lives turned around after a long battle, the prodigal returning, or a return to sanity after a dark confusion and I have lived all that.
But today, I am learning how to block the battle before it begins. I was thinking the other day about freedom in Christ and how the enemy tries to thwart that by employing plain and simple fear tactics or just inane harassment techniques.
Lately, I feel like he's tried to hit me with his best shot and it's just fallen flat. Because I'm not playing anymore. I'm learning to decipher truth from untruth.
That is victory. That is God teaching me peace and wisdom. That is me finally beginning to understand how much God loves me.