Warrior

I AM A WARRIOR! I AM A WARRIOR! I AM A WARRIOR! I AM A WARRIOR! I AM A WARRIOR!

Truth be told I don't like to fight, but there are things in this life that we must battle. The other day I meet with some people for a time of prayer, and they gently reminded me that I am a warrior and that I must fight the battles that come my way. It is easy for me to get lazy, to sit down, to be apathtic, to not care. The more intense a battle is, the less I want to engage it. Truth be told, I know that God has put it in me, so I often have to remind myself to make the choice to engage the battle. As I sit here writing, the sun is breaking through the dark ominous clouds, a message of hope in the mist of the battle. It is cold outside, it seems that fall is here, though I know there is still a chance of summer of returning, I am reminded that fall is on its way, to stay, until winter arrives. This kind of weather makes me want to retreat, but God is calling me to engage the battle. I am a warrior, and I must not forget that. It seems that there is always a battle to fight, and when I am weathered and worn, I get tired and look to retreat to the things I find comfortable.

Speaking of seasons changing, (this is random I know, but stick with me). As I was getting ready for my first day of work the other day, I clicked on the tv to catch some news, it was the 5 year mark of September 11th. It struck me that it was exactly 5 years ago, September 11th the tragic day, which was my last day of work, as I embarked on a new journey into a crazy life, known as YWAM. Seems a bit fitting that exactly 5 years later, I am again turning over a new leaf and entering a new season of life. God really does seem to be in control.