Don't Let Satan Steal Your Fight!!!

I preached yesterday on Joel 1 and 2. What an amazing truth as we went "full circle" from judgment to blessing. My favorite verse was Joel saying, "Wake Up You Drunkards," and realizing that he is speaking to all of the ways that we dull or lull ourselves into unresponsiveness.

Desensitizing ourselves to the point of complete apathy. David Wilkerson says, "Don't let Satan take the fight out of you."

Where oh were is our passion?

Has it been placated and cautioned and put to sleep?

Where is our fight? Are we so pampered, sleepy, entertained and hopeless to the point of losing the will to fight?

A friend wrote me sharing the cry of her heart of giving up the fight. She has had it. Done. The temptation to succumb to hopelessness is beating her down. The darkness much to heavy she said. And yet her boys need her. FIGHT!

Turn your anguish into passion.

Allow God to bring restoration to the brokenness.

Allow Him to make your misery into a mission!

And yet...can we be restored if we have not been broken?

How can we plant and see growth without the tearing up of the soil?

Today-especially on Memorial Day-

Don't Let Satan Steal Your Fight!!!!!!!!

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