Dirty from Spiritual Warfare

There was a refining taking place

Do you ever feel like you have been in the battle of your life? Do you feel like your mind and body have been attacked by the enemy so viciously that you have felt that there is no coming back? This week has been a hard week. My daughter and husband have moved across the country with my two grandchildren. I was steeped in anxiety and worry about their wellbeing and angry at the same time. I think that event tipped the scales for me. I was in a place of hopelessness. I was sad and depressed. That's when the enemy's fiery darts started coming at me like a machine gun. I was so overwhelmed with grief, and then the liar and accuser planted the seed. "You are scared." I heard it loud and clear, and I reached out and grabbed and applied it to so many things in the past, my present, and even cursing my future. It was one of those times when I wished that I started therapy a long time ago. I felt I was behind the eight ball with no possibility of gaining any ground of sanity. My face was dirty from spiritual war.

But God... He came in like a ROARING Lion... He heard my cry, and sisters in my bible study group also heard my cry, saw my sadness and heavy heart, and stepped in. They covered me in the prayer of deliverance and used their weapons of Godly spiritual warfare to cover me with the Word of God and His promises.

Have you been there? Have you ever felt like the world was against you and there was no way out? Has your heart been so heavy that if you start crying, you may never stop? Sisters, cry out to God, call on your sisters to walk you through and remind you to whom you belong. Remember, when you feel like you're drowning, hands are reaching out to pull you up, and they're the hands of your sisters. They will cover you with the promises of the word that He is the way, the truth, and the life, bringing you relief and comfort in your darkest moments.

This morning, while in my devotions, the Holy Spirit revealed that this is refining my character in God. He is the refiner of my faith. As an ambassador of Christ, I am imperfect, but he showed me how important it is to have a band of sisters to help you when you feel like you can't help yourself. A community of sisters who care about and look out for one another: this is the spirit of Sisterhood—the raw, the real. In these moments of struggle, our faith and community have the power to transform us, uplift us, and make us stronger than we ever thought possible.