Have you ever considered yourself a warrior? All of my life I’ve sung songs about being a soldier in the Lord’s army and about being a warrior fighting for the cause of Christ. That’s easy to say and sing, but believing it is an entirely different story.

I am not a fighter from the physical meaning of fighting. I grew up hating a fight and I still do. When my dad would have boxing on TV I’d have to leave the room. I couldn’t stand seeing someone hurting the other person. I’d do all I could to break up fights instead of joining in one. I am a fighter with words, but never with my hands or fists. Thus, being a warrior has always related back to physical fighting. This has been true until this past week.

I’ve written about my inability to find the Power of God to fight my temptations. I’d almost always end up trying to power through them with gritted teeth. Talking to my son-in-law last Wednesday, for some reason, (I know it’s truly about where I now am in my journey) has allowed me to understand that Christ’s taking my sins to the Cross didn’t restrict Satan from his attacks. I can fight and need to fight (be a warrior for me) by telling Satan I’m a victor in Christ and he has been defeated by Christ. With that, I contact my sponsor so I get the temptation spoken and out of me. This is how I fight and from this day forward I will do just this! God has been lovingly and patiently waiting for me to let Him embrace me–be intimate with me. I think I’m beginning to understand this and so wanting to receive it!