🌼Field Notes from the Wild and the Holy🌼
I highly recommend watching the video for this post, located at the end. Otherwise, you’ll miss my argument with an angry squirrel.
Also, I apologize for the “bad writing,” but I took the text from an unscripted audio file and didn’t want to change it too much from the original.
Every time I cry from sadness or grief, every time I get angry, no matter what the reason, every time I feel nothing but sorrow and despair, even for a moment, the enemy claps.
He enjoys it when we worry, when we fear. He delights in it because he knows he has successfully drawn us away from our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.
Even if only for a moment, he revels in those times. And I am tired of being tired. Tired of allowing darkness to consume everything I am—every part of me—until it suffocates the woman God intended me to be.
The woman I want to be for Him.
Today, I choose to fight for that woman, with every bit of strength I have. It’s time I take back the life God gave me and live for Christ in the way I didn’t realize I hadn’t been.
I can do all the right things: read the Bible, go to church, have fellowship, and leave behind the secular life. I can pray daily, through tears of sadness or joy—I can do all these things.
But if I still live in the shadows, if I let the enemy press me further beneath his foot, pulling me away from Christ, then none of it matters.
I don’t want to live like that anymore.
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