Week 2

I cannot even begin to describe the spiritual warfare my marriage, my children, and my heart have come under this last week. 

What satan doesn't understand is that I serve a RISEN SAVIOR!! 

I have found myself singing the name of Jesus over and over as I have gone throughout these days. God has been SO faithful! He not only has given me the gift of his word and music, but also a life and truth speaking friend that despite having zero time with 6 young children - homeschooling, laundry, meals, nighttime feedings, and a husband - she still spent invaluable precious time to LISTEN to me, pray for me, and talk me off the proverbial ledge of my flesh. 

Verses of her friendship toward me: 

Proverbs 27:5-6; Ecclesiastes 4:9-10; John 15:13( and oh she has, so many times); Proverbs 17:17 and she is definitely a sister in my heart. 

Though many miles separate us she has never ever let that stop her from staying in touch. Me? I'm not at all the best friend she could have- I forget birthdays, don't hand write letters anymore, and haven't seen her outside of pictures in too too long. But, still she is a friend as close as a sister. She has a true Mary heart while I tend to rush around and complain like Martha. 

With her by my side a phone call away, we have stood in agreement against the evil that has dared to darken my families' door. The healing will continue as the days move forward, but I know for sure God is right here- upholding me with his righteous right hand- because He has shown me through 'Mary's' friendship. 

She reminded me God is peace - not confusion. He is working in the heavenlies against this attack. God alone is the author of my story, perfecter of my faith. In Him I have every weapon at my disposal. 

I have repeatedly used food as my 'god' for comfort and companionship. It has helped create a barrier between me and anything that might be difficult to do or face. As you know last week I talked about the changes happening in me and my life with regard to food. This attack against my family is just another layer - and I have wanted to bury my head my anger and all my other swirling emotions in food this week. Then by doing so it could all be about me because then I could focus on what a lousy person I am because I can't even stick to a plan. Makes me unloveable you know. 

But, digging deeper into the Word and worship helped me with my flesh. Not only did I not jump off that 'flesh cliff of anger', but I also didn't allow my real flesh to take over. I stuck to my plan - prayed through it- talked it over - and lost ten pounds.

I was floored. 

So, my walk continues and I have only just begun week two. 

I love Jesus. His mercy is truly everlasting. He is ALWAYS FAITHFUL. Just pray.