Last night I was feeling attacked. I mean literally attacked. I was sitting in my community group and we were having a great discussion about prayer. Early on, I was getting ready to share something but was overwhelmed when I heard,
"Thats really dumb, its really trivial and stupid compared to what she just shared. And you are just going to start crying if you open your mouth. You really don't want to cry tonight, especially in front of people. Once you start you can't stop."
"Wow. Yeah, I guess sharing about how God answered this very specific prayer is stupid. I am so over crying right now, I am not about to open my mouth. "
That lie beat me out last night. I chose to believe it. I chose to not let God use my story to encourage someone else, I chose to not open up to the group and instead chose to stay comfortable. And while I sat there for the remainder of the night I let more and more lies fill my head.
I literally felt like the enemy was attacking me and just beating me down.
And that no one was on my side to protect me.
Later on, I was feeling so convicted for listening to those lies and believing them. But I felt so defeated. I just felt like I no longer had any energy to fight. No energy to continue to fight against the enemy on my own. I felt worn down. Exhausted.
A few hours ago I was playing around on Pinterest, which is my new favorite, and I came across this:
"The Lord will fight for you; you only need to be still."
In a moment when I was feeling exhausted of the battle, defeated by the enemy, the Lord comes and finds me on Pinterest!
I wish I could find a picture of what I see in my mind when I hear this verse. When I did a Google image search I found pictures of flowers, beaches, sunsets.
HELLO!!!! WE ARE TALKING ABOUT A BATTLE HERE!!!!
This is what I picture.
I am stuck in the middle of a raging battle. The sun is going down and the night is about to set in. It is cold, and raining. The sounds of screams and explosions fill the air. Fires fill the horizon. Bodies are covering the ground. The enemy is winning. Allies are retreating. I am wounded and exhausted. I have no strength left. As I look around I realize that there are so few left fighting with me. I turn to the horizon only to see more of the enemy approaching. How hopeless!
I feel a strong hand on my shoulder. It turns me around and I see the face of my King. He tells me to hide in the boulders nearby and "be still." He promises to fight for me. When I hesitate, feeling as if I should stay and help him fight this vast army, his strong arms almost throw me to the safe place. I want to stay and do my part, but I realize He does not need my help.
I watch my King take on the enemy. He is swift and strong. Mighty and fearless. He destroys the enemy and wipes them from the face of the earth. There is no longer any fear of the enemy because the King has saved me!
This is what Jesus does! He doesn't want me to feel like I am fighting alone. He comes along side me and destroys the enemy so that I can freely be with Him! And all I need to be is still.
Jesus, I praise you, for you truly fight for me!
