I took some pretty good hits today, Lord. I think Satan threw some of his best at me, but I’m still here. I’m sure he’s off in some corner, chuckling, sure that his slings and arrows have done major damage this time.
But, here I am. Not even wounded. Not really. Not too much worse for the wear. I am completely convinced that there is absolutely nothing in this world that You and I cannot handle, Lord.
But wait. Am I speaking too quickly? Should I just shut up before I get myself into an even greater mess than You got me out of today? I don’t want to antagonize Satan. The arrows of tomorrow might be on fire, or the slings filled with razors instead of just rocks.
No, let him bring it on! My faith is in You, Lord. The battle that You and I were victors over today has made me stronger, quicker and just a little more agile and able to dodge his ammunition. And even though I’m a little bit more dependant on You for my defense than ever before, I know that that was exactly the purpose that You had in mind when this battle began.
I know that if the arrows that are shot at me tomorrow are sharper, faster, and hit closer or deeper, then You will see me through. You have, in Your infinite wisdom, used today’s battle to add another layer of holy steel to my armor.
Thank You, Lord. Thank You for this battle. Thank You for the victory. Thank You for all my victories. Thank You for loving me enough to be my ultimate shield in this great war that we call living on earth.
Thank You for the scars from past fights. For there is a story in each one. No one else on earth may ever hear the details, but You and I remember them. And I know that each one gave me just a little more of Your strength that carries me on in this battlefield.
So, if Satan wants another fight with me, and I know that he will, then that’s fine. I will be here. I’ll fight. And I’ll keep on fighting as long as I have breath. And I’ll still be standing in the end. Even if though it’s through no strength left of my own. Even if Your hands are holding me up completely. I’ll still be here because of you.
I Love You, Lord.
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