Anyone who follows me, do you find yourself wondering if I messed up . . .
Again. . .
Doesn’t bother me. I would be thinking the same thing. Knowing what I know about humanity and our capacity for making huge claims and blowing it. Knowing what I know about myself, my utter stupidity and huge rebellious streak.
My enemy, our enemy, knows our weaknesses too. He sees my failures over the years. He reminds me of them daily. He points out my flaws, my shortcomings, my shame.
But I have a King. How amazing to know that I have a King, a Hero, a Savior that has chosen to twist my life into the threads and fabric of His kingdom.
His name is Jesus. THE Prince of Peace! THE GREAT I AM!
My freedom, my life, my victory is already secured.
The idea that I can be defeated. The belief that, because of me, I will be a failure. The hope that satan and his hosts cling to, that I will fall.
You will have no victory here.