Why did it bother me so, when he walked up and said, "Hey Skipper", and rightly so, addressing the title and authority she had been given? How did those words make their way into my ears, and assault my heart?
Then the inward whisper..."You know that means you're NOT the skipper."
Why all of a sudden, am I fighting an onslaught of attacks against a place of ministry (not leadership) where I was invited to stand, even for a moment?
You know God isn't the only one who speaks with a still, small voice.
My first thoughts were, "I never said I was."
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For as long as I can remember, there has been this voice, audible or otherwise, that has shoved its way into a front row seat for any place of promotion or blessing in my life. The voice that screams insults at the glory of God…
Are you sure you're supposed to be here? You know that you'll never BE ANYONE worth listening to, right? You're not holy enough to be here. Who do you think you are?
Call it the enemy, call it flesh… whomever the intruder might be, this I know… that day, my peace was under attack. And not just that… my place in the Kingdom.
Why the fight against who we are, who God has designed us to be? And is our flesh working in conjunction with the enemy of our soul? Yes… and yes. Some days I have to remind myself that this walk is a HOLY MUTINY against the forces that wage war against me.
But, the only thing that keeps me going when Goliath taunts, is the truth that place is IN CHRIST. And my God given, and strengthened weapon is the Word. My testimony. Christ in Me, my hope of glory.
It's in these places that I am comforted by the One who promised that He has made an abiding place for me IN HIM. In Him, I find rest and peace. In Him, I find the invitation to walk alongside. It's Him I desire to follow.
No matter what anyone else tells me is "IN ME", only God knows my makeup, for He alone created me. And He alone has anointed me to be the woman I am. He alone reveals His glory inside with each new day, and if I am washed in the blood of His Son, then He IS PLEASED WITH ME. Period.
So, today, I am thankful that God opens and closes doors that no man (or flesh, or the enemy of souls) can close or open. He alone is in charge of the changing of seasons. And in HIM, I sing:
Bless the Lord, O my soul
And ALL that is within me
Bless His holy name.
Revelation 12:11 And they overcame him because of the blood of the Lamb, and because of the word of their testimony; and they loved not their life even unto death.
What about you? Has your identity ever been verbally assaulted, and you lived to tell the tale? How have you overcome?
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