Do you believe in spiritual warfare? For the longest time, I didn’t or at least I didn’t understand what it meant. I knew there was good vs evil…I mean, every Disney movie I watched as a child showed the reality of good vs. evil. However, I didn’t fully see it.
I should have- growing up in a strong Christian home, with missionary parents, as an adoptee, with adopted parents who valued life, morality and made our family their first ministry. You would think I would have seen some incredible spiritual warfare. It was probably there, I just didn’t see it or my parents guarded me from it like they did all evil of this world as best they could.
Now, as an adult working in ministry…the warfare is all around me. Two days ago I had this really weird feeling about my upcoming trip to Nebraska, West Virginia and Ohio…a 5 day trip that I am still currently on…It just wasn’t sitting right with me. Something was weighing on my shoulders- something dark. I knew I had to go though- I had made this commitment to Abby Johnson to travel with her, I had made a commitment to share my story with centers to further my ministry and further the message of life and I had made a commitment to God to continue to follow His calling he has on my life right now.
I, of course, could not sleep that night. Everything in my quiet apartment didn’t seem to sit well with me. I like surrounding myself with people- I like the sound of my Fiance’s children playing in the background when I work or help out with them. I like the company of my family and friends. I did not like the silence and my body was not going to let me sleep. I may have slept 4 hours off and on before I had to get up at 5:30am, lug my suitcase down the stairs to my car parked on the completely opposite side of the apartment complex, jump in and drive to meet my Dad to drop off my car and head to the airport.
Our first flight to Denver was a good flight. Our second flight to a very small town in Nebraska operated by Great Lakes—Or should I say NOT SO Great Lakes. It was a very bumpy and loud ride with probably a total of 15 seats, no overhead bins, no room for your carry-ons and NO SLEEPING.
I, as well as others, have been extremely sick traveling to and during an event…multiple times
I have had to have maids of my hotel help zip up the only dress I brought because the zipper was broken….I even had to lay on the floor for them to finally get it zipped up.
I have gotten to many events without the right clothes or with very mismatched clothes…Not to mention this trip I brought BROWN HEELS to go with all of my outfits (NONE OF THEM ARE BROWN!)
I have had printers break down and my notes be wiped out by a computer…leaving me to completely trust God on stage that He will give me the words (Trusting God is always a process and something I work toward every day.)
I have said the wrong thing at the wrong time. I have completely embarrassed myself.
I have thought I was going to die on airplanes because of the pain of traveling due to my medical problems
Speaking of medical problems, I have gotten to events with clothes that I could fit in the day before but on the day of the event I cannot fit into them because of my swelling due to my medical stuff
I have had people that are a part of my life and a part of my story hurt me deeply. I have lost relationships that I cherished.
I have had the most horrific comments from people who come across my story—“You should have been aborted and your body should have been thrown in a dumpster.”
I have been stranded in Airports, missed flights, almost missed speaking events and had many, many, many 10+ hour travel days…I could go on and on.
All of that to say, the warfare is real. Right now, we are on our way to West Virginia after a pretty sleepless night for me yet again. The original flight we were supposed to be on was delayed and there is no way we can get to our final destination today. So, we are traveling an hour and a half to get on another airplane—well, 3 more airplanes—to get to our final destination. Spiritual warfare.
BUT I can tell you this—God wins every spiritual battle I have had. He is faithful. He gets me to my destination. He gets me on the stage to speak and gives me the words to say. He makes me crazy mismatched, too small of outfits work. He gets me to my destinations alive and able to function- somewhat- after a day of traveling like today will be. He is faithful.
The Christian walk is hard. It is not a cake walk. Following God and giving up the things of this world are things that will and DO cause this spiritual attack. Sometimes the attack wins but so many times it doesn’t…but every single time God is faithful, he gets me through, he makes it work and he makes it GOOD.
“In this world, you will have trouble but take heart; I have overcome it. “
Through all of my spiritual warfare (and trust me, it’s a lot more than I have mentioned here), my giving into the things of this world and not trusting God with my life and my decisions, God has overcome it all. He has revealed himself to me. He has been faithful. He fights on my behalf and makes good of the many difficult moments, even my failures.
So, When YOU think about your life and you run across hardship and a spiritual battle- take heart that God is with you, he is FOR you- and when you fail or give into temptation (as we all do), take heart that God is bigger than your failures—his forgiveness is bigger than your biggest regret—and when you’re reminded or faced with warfare, think back to how God has revealed himself to you before through his faithfulness, his love and his forgiveness and rest in that in times of trouble. He wants to make you new and wants to protect you from evil but we have to give up our pride and our plans to Him so that His plan can be accomplished… I will strive to start today—Will you?