Resurrection Day 266: Warriors Rise!!

This morning, I awoke a warrior.  The battled and bruised warrior within me suddenly stirred and breath was restored. 

This morning, I awoke a warrior.  The fighter I’ve had inside me for my whole life.  The one who has always refused to surrender, no matter what.  The one who pushed me forward in life, even when I could only crawl.

This morning, I awoke a warrior.  I will never let it slumber again.

Is the warrior in me overwhelming to others?

I sure hope so!  I want to overwhelm the enemy with the glory of God!

I shout for freedom!!!

I stand for Christ!!!

I rise to stand next to Jesus and fight!

Tell me I’m too much.  Ok.  Thank you.

You know what’s truly overwhelming?

The idea that we’ve been beat into submission and silence so much that we’ve lost our voices, collectively.

No more.

Even if I am a voice alone.  I will shout.

FREEDOM!!!  Freedom in Christ alone!

It is no longer I who live, but Christ in me.

I realized that I had lost my vigor to shout down the enemy.  To stand and boldly proclaim the truth over those I’m fighting for in the secret place. 

I don’t need a stage or microphone to fight.  No, my best fighting over the years has been in the secret place.  I’ve seen tides shift.  I’ve seen lives change.  I’ve seen miracles birthed.  I have never fought alone, even when I’m alone.  My voice is amplified in the annals of Heaven and I fully know that. 

God with me.

God alone brings victory.

So, today I stand with heaven behind me.  I see the countless elders and angels gathered behind me, just waiting to join in as I worship and intercede.  They wait at the ready. 

Sing your way to victory today!  I’ll see you there.

But all who are left shout and sing for joy.  Those in the west praise the Lord’s majesty.  In eastern lands, give glory to the Lord.  In the lands beyond the sea, praise the name of the Lord, the God of Israel.  We hear songs of praise from the ends of the earth, songs that give glory to the Righteous One!  Isaiah 24:14-16

My enemies come out at night, snarling like vicious dogs as they prowl the streets.  They scavenge for food but go to sleep unsatisfied.  But as for me, I will sing about Your power.  Each morning, I will sing with joy about Your unfailing love.  For You have been my refuge, a place of safety when I am in distress.  O my Strength, to You I sing praises, for You, O God, are my refuge, the God Who shows me unfailing love.  Psalm 59:14-17