So I have been wanting write but have been suffering serious writers block so here goes. I apologize ahead of time if it is very random.
Today begins another day of social distancing, quarantine, whatever you want to call it. I have completely lost track of what number day it is but I do know tomorrow is Easter. I also know the day of His return is coming sooner than many realize. That being said, the enemy is roaming this earth causing havoc wherever he can. Christians we have to keep our armor on at all times. We have to love one another as He loves us. We must speak His name and tell His story every opportunity we get. The time is running short. If you love someone and they don't know Him, you must tell them. Pray for them, without ceasing.
Isolation for me is where the enemy does his best work. They demons of fear and depression have been having a field day in my mind here lately. I let my guard down and they come running. Poking at my sense of self-worth, my peace of mind. And truthfully I have let them. Allowing myself to think the thoughts they whisper in my ear. "Worthless, unworthy, useless, failure, unloved" These are just a few of them. Crying and feeling the despair they bring with them. But God did not leave us defenseless. He has given us a sound mind to make good decisions. He bound the enemy and we have that same power given to us from Him. In His name we can overcome.
We have the helmet of our salvation protecting our thoughts reminding us of who we are in Him. We have His righteousness covering us like a breast plate. His truth like a belt around our waist. Holding us up and supporting us when we are weak.We have our sword, His word but we can't use a weapon we don't know. Use this time to read it, learn it and commit it to memory. Use the shield of our faith-remind yourself that even when things look their darkest He has never failed you. He will always be there and His will is for us to stand strong, to prevail over the darkness both in this world and in our own heads. We must use those sandals to bring this hope to a world that is in despair. This is a time we can shine our light, share our hope. Never forget that.
Remember His grace, forgiveness. Even in that last hour, enduring unimaginable pain he spoke "Father forgive them. They know not what they do". The very people who condemned Him to death, the people who drove the nails in His hands and feet. Who gambled away His blood stained clothing. Who mocked Him, laughing at his pain. He forgives. There is no sin that can't be forgiven. We do not deserve it but He gives. I pray that this will never lose its power over me. That I will always be broken hearted and humble. Even now knowing that my flesh is weak and my pride will make me fall again. My Jesus, my precious Jesus, the name above all names. He is my Lord, my Savior. HE IS RISEN! THE TOMB IS EMPTY!
