Good morning, world. Things are looking pretty good from the front porch of my farm in Virginia today. I crawled into the presence of a Mighty God this morning like a weary traveler looking for rest, and I found it in no time at all. How strange that I can sometimes go from slumber to stress almost as soon as I open my eyes, with no rhyme or reason at all. But I know where those thoughts of doubt come from, and I know what resides in the “darkness”, so when I’m feeling weary; I run to the source of my Strength. And as quickly as those feelings consumed my first few minutes on this new day; they went running for cover after I Armed myself with the the source of my Strength and my Hope and my Peace and my Joy. Hallelujah! Isn’t that the way you get control of your Life too?

It would be so easy to succumb to dark thoughts, and it would be easy to surrender to “hopelessness”…UNLESS we know where to go for Help, that is. Some people wonder how (and why) a person of Faith would struggle with these things in the first place; as if people of Faith skirt through this Life trial-free. But I know the Bible is filled with people just like me and they had to fight before, during and after Christ just like I do. I know that I’m a force to be reckoned with in the Spiritual world, and I understand who my enemy is. I know that the bolder I am as I proclaim the Power of a Mighty God for all the world to see and hear; the bigger the battle becomes. My enemy would love to see me sit down and shut up. My enemy would love to see me fall. My enemy would love to see me consumed with dark thoughts, and my enemy would love to see me succumb to them. My enemy would love to see me paralyzed with fear, and my enemy would love to see me throw in the towel. But none of those things will ever happen to me as long as I remember where to go for my Help. Each time I tighten up my Armor and battle my way to Victory; my enemy runs off like the wussie he really is and he sets out to devour another not as equipped to do Battle as I am. I don’t struggle because I’m weak…I struggle because I’m strong!

My Life has been filled with battles and I know there is no end to them until I take my last breath. It only takes sharing a story or two of my big battles and my bigger Victories for most people to shake their heads in disbelief and they stand in awe of the Journey. Some people like to believe that I struggle because I’m weak…but I know that I struggle because I’m STRONG. My God knows that after I fight and I win the battles; I ALWAYS give GLORY to Him…for my Strength…for my Victory AND for the battle itself. Because when I recount the battle and the Victory with another; I’m a living testimony for Him. I’m pretty sure that my God is pleased with me every time I share the stories of where I was…and where I am…and where I’m going, and I’m pretty sure He never wants me to stop. Doing battle is just part of the Journey for every Bold Believer. The battles have not just made me strong; they have equipped me to be a force to be reckoned within the Spiritual world, and I give thanks each and every time my enemy runs off like the wussie he really is.

How about you?