When I was younger, I didn’t get into a lot of trouble, although my peers constantly seemed to find it. They were suspended or disciplined for fighting, but I shied away from it. I won’t paint the picture to reflect that I was a “goody two shoes,” but I will say that I wasn’t much of a confronter or fighter, but if you “mess with my sisters,” please disregard the aforementioned. However, as I grew older, I realized that whether I wanted to or not, at some point like many others, I was going to fight. I know as a kid, you were probably told to never fight, because it was bad, but not all fights are. As much as you want to run away, sometimes you’ve got to stay still.
Take the one that you are currently embattled in, for example. You could be fighting with drugs, sexual trauma, physical abuse, job loss, depression, mental illness, and so much more. Although you didn’t ask for any of it, you’re left with no choice but to defend yourself. It’s extremely unfair, to say the least, but at least you’re not in it alone. It may feel as though you have no help or anyone to cover your back, but God is there, whether you see Him or feel Him. I know you might not view it this way, but the fight you’re in, is actually good. How do I know? God’s with you, so there’s no way you will lose!
God didn’t bring you this far, just to leave you. Remember, the battle doesn’t belong to you, it’s the Lord’s!
Until next time my NOTE takes!