You follow this road called “faith”. It’s a road with twists and turns, often times holes and huge debris. A road not cleared at all and every once in a while, actually impossible to see. It’s foggy, rainy, with just bits of sunshine shining through to see just far enough in front of your own face to take a single step forward. It’s hard to follow – sort of like climbing a steep face of a mountain. You keep going and keep going and keep going thinking “the top is right there… I can see it!”. You make it to the top of the mountain. You roll over on your back and lay completely limp taking in the moment of success: “I DID IT!” In this moment you realize just how much you have been through and accomplished and you are so proud of yourself. You get up, brush yourself off, turn around and realize… there’s more. And it looks endless. When it was just one mountain to climb it was doable – but seeing it’s not just one mountain? You aren’t so sure.
Hebrews 11:9 says (speaking of Abraham) “And even when he reached the land God promised him, he lived there by faith.” Faith is not a single journey to a single destination. It’s continuous. Constant. Ongoing. Never-ending. Worth it. Amazing. Unique.
My last few days have been trying. I can tell when I am being “attacked” and I have to try to place that into perspective of the people or things launching out at me. Today, I hit a moment where I wasn’t sure I could take much more. But the Holy Spirit reminded me that spiritual warfare is real and linking it to things in the past few days, it all made sense. Just because I feel like I have made it to a mountain top in one area of my life doesn’t mean I do not still by faith in that area and every other area of my life. I can take anything the devil throws at me because I am a child of Jesus. End of story. I know that with HIM I have the ultimate protection.
I choose to stand on faith. Do you?
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