The Raging Battle in My Soul

This week......

I watched Christians criticize other believers for voting in support of a pro-life platform.

I was made aware of pastors encouraging people not to vote.

I saw pictures of the Chinese Communist flag flying in Boston.

I saw hatred for morality unlike anything I ever saw before.

I talked with friends who are constantly being censored on social media.

And I cried.

I tried to find solace within my friendships.

I searched social media for encouragement.

I watched various news channels.

I racked my brain of what I could do to make a difference.

I invented every kind of "what if" scenario that I could muster.

The pit in my stomach wouldn't leave.

I searched some more.

I tried to keep busy.

I got angry with the complacency of society.

I messaged friends.

I shot up flare prayers all throughout the day.

Nothing gave me peace.

Friday night, James and I determined we would come before our Heavenly Father for a significant period of time.

We praised our King.

We confessed our sin.

We petitioned our Father.

We read His Word.

We waited before Him.

And I finally experienced peace.

It was a glorious feeling!

You see, our tendency is to do everything but pray. Praying is hard work. I constantly have to bring my mind back into focus. I have to confess all the ugliness in my heart before I am assured that I have the Father's ear. But, oh the moment, when your soul comes into alignment with your Abba!

I would be remiss to say after that time of prayer everything has been peaceful in my soul. Actually, it was quite the opposite. Friday, I went to bed with hope, but Saturday I was a mess again.

I pouted.

I complained.

I stomped around.

I grieved.

I worried.

So again, James and I spent significant time in prayer.

We praised our King.

We confessed our sin.

We petitioned our Father.

We read His Word.

We waited before Him.

And once again, what a sweet time!

I'll be honest, folks, today was again a rough day. The enemy fueled the fires of fear into my being, leaving that horrible pit in my stomach. But friends, I just came from off my knees again, and that peace is back.

I think you can see where I am going with this. There is a battle raging not only around this entire world but inside our hearts. It can only be won on our knees. Philippians 4:6-7 says,

"Rejoice in the Lord always; again I will say, rejoice. Let your reasonableness be known to everyone. The Lord is at hand. Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus." ,

Oh church, rejoice! Our King is coming soon! Pour out your hearts to the Savior of the world for He promises a peace that is beyond human comprehension. The battle is won on our knees.