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From Terror to Triumph
I vividly recall a time in my life where I literally went from terror to triumph. It all started with such subtlety that I hardly knew what was going on. One day while following my usual daily routine, a thought hit my mind. What if??? Like any other “what if” thought that seeks us out to scare us, I should have taken the time to dismantle it. But, I didn’t do it. Instead I allowed that nagging doubt to grow. What began as a seemingly meaningless possibility began to take on steam. The less destructive bullet was replaced by a missile whose name was worry. Everyday that projectile burned my mind. I was consumed with worry about that solitary “what if” possibility. Eventually the worry gave way to a greater and more powerful weapon…fear. If worry was a missile then fear became a nuclear bomb. My mind was ravaged and tortured all day and night. I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t eat. I was consumed with terror. My mind was turning into a barren wasteland with few survivors left. I was on my way down, down to the lowest place I had ever been. I couldn’t leave the house as anxiety ambushes awaited me on every corner. Everyone in every place seemed evil and out to get me. “God please help me!” I cried. Then in the stillness, out of a quiet place came these words of comfort, “You don’t have it; you never did have it; and you never will have it…”
God in His mercy sent in some reinforcements. He sent in words of peace, words of comfort, words that countered those fiery projectiles. As I held to that simple promise, I began to increase strength. But, I knew I needed more, much more. I needed to fight back. I needed to take my mind and life back from the enemy. Since God’s personal revelation to me seemed to help so much, I decided to totally submerge myself within the word of God. I ate, slept and drank the word. I read the Bible in the morning, at lunch and before I went to bed. When I was weary I studied the more. I needed the pure javelins of light to defeat my evil foe. My mind started to clear. I felt I had the strength to fight now and fight I did. I began to speak the word to everyone I know. Instead of assuming a defensive posture, I took an offensive approach. Instead of spending time worry what my opponent would do next, I attacked him every place I could. I spoke words of light that dispelled the darkness and the darkness had to flee. God delivered me when I came back to him and humbled my hard heart to His tender heart. I was delivered and finally free. To this day I will never forget what God did for me and how he led me back from terror to triumph!
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