Attack after attack.
Something has to give.
Everyday is something new. Everyday satan attacks in a different way. Everyday someone texts me about bad news. Every. Single. Day.
I’m not even sad. Honestly, I’m pissed off. Who does satan think he is? Or I guess the better question is who does he think I am? He must see something I cannot see. God must have clued him in on what’s going to be cultivated in my life in the years to come. I know greatness is waiting for me. I just didn’t know I had to fight so hard for it.
It’s funny because I am exactly where I know I am supposed to be. I am doing exactly what God is calling me to do in this moment in my life. Everything inside of me is still. The emotions that used to rage inside my heart, are now a calm sea. I am happy. That’s a sentence I don’t say often (unfortunately). I am discovering the peace God gave me from the beginning and what it means to choose joy every single morning. My tree is finally starting to bear fruit. And this is only the beginning.
But everything around me? Is pure chaos. It can be disheartening. But I take it as confirmation that I’m right where God has called me to be. Satan has no need to attack a person that isn’t walking inside of God’s will. Why would he try to rob an empty house? Now that I am storing up my treasures inside of the kingdom and walking away from the unnecessary noise of life….he isn’t too happy. The target on my back has doubled in size.
But you know what? I’m not scared.