Knowing Who the Enemy Is

I cannot stand the fact that I am a stubborn learner. I have to trudge through mud and filth a few times before I start looking for a better alternative.

I like, no love control. Can I get a witness?! Control of who makes my food, what clothes I buy, what time I get up in the morning, my schedule, how orderly life looks like from the outside, and so on, and so on.

And that is one of those character flaws that Jesus really likes to wear down. Like 100 grit sand paper on a rusty car. The whole premise of our being is to surrender to an Almighty, All Powerful, All Knowing God. And believe me, that surrender is good, my friend.


I have heard probably a hundred times here lately, "Well life just has thrown me some bad cards" or "Bad things always happen to good people". Unfortunately, those words are not biblical or the truth. We live in a sin ridden world. Many times we look at the people in our life or the circumstances that we are facing as the enemy that we must fight against. Tooth and Nail. To the Death.

Dear friend, I have spent too many days thinking like that too. She is the reason that...  If you knew what they did.... My life would be a whole lot better if I didn't have to ... Fighting against the sinner and not the Author of Sin.

I am so thankful that Jesus wrapped my kicking and screaming body up in His lap and whispered who my true Enemy was. It is Satan. If I spend my time fighting against my friend or neighbor or family member, I am doing exactly what Satan wants. I am being outwitted by him. (2 Corinthians 2:11)

Now, I don't know about you, but I don't like to be outwitted by anyone! I especially do not want the Author of Deception to come in my house, my car, my workplace, my church, stir up lies and hatred, and run outside to watch the chaos happen. That reminds me of some very bad sci-fi movies!

He is banking his existence and power on being able to fool you. To fool me.

Oh, but there is hope! See, if we are His, sons and daughters of the True King, we have His inheritance and power. Dwelling inside of us.

I heard Priscilla Shirer put it this way, "What a shame it would be if Satan believed more about the Power inside of us than we did."

Let us be warriors in our inner room. For we know who our Enemy is. And we know the God who has already smite him. Fight against the one who has been defeated not against the ones who need to see God's grace.

For His love covers a multitude of sin. (1 Peter 4:8)

love and laughter,

shelby

Blind Faith

Hey sweet friends.

This post has been months in the making. It takes the wind out of me just to begin writing but I want to share what our sweet Jesus has been doing in our lives of late. I am bearing my heart, please be gracious.


We have been asked to give up a lot. I fought. Wrestled. Cried. We were in the process of building our dream house, on the most beautiful land in the country and settling in to our dream jobs. It was perfect. But it wasn’t. God was quietly asking us to give it away. Move to the one place on Earth I didn’t want to go. He asked us to give up our comfortable jobs we loved. He asked us to move hours away from our sweet and closest friends. He asked me to give up being near my precious family. He asked me to wreck my 50 year plan in His presence.

Be faithful to the life I have created for you. Faithful. In the past few months that word has felt like cursing. I didn’t want to be faithful to that plan. I wanted to aligned Jesus’ “maligned” plan to mine. Sounds silly doesn’t it? I wanted to sit in my vat of selfishness. I thought of every way out and made every excuse for why we shouldn’t listen.

Then I let it go. I had hit the point of no return. Either run back to Jesus’ arms or deny His plan for my life. So I ran. Crying with that ugly girl cry. Jesus was gracious to wrap me up and whisper sweet promise over me. Even when I had fought so hard against Him. All He needed was me to resign to His power and promise.

We hear sermons preached on faithfulness but we tend to miss out on how difficult that really is. God has given me a contract to sign, yet there are no words on the page. Do I know why He has called us to move? Do I know what is going to happen when we get there? What exactly does God have in store for us? I don’t know. When people talk to me about moving, they are confused. So am I. It doesn’t make any worldly sense. Unfortunately, in the Church today, it doesn’t make any sense there either. But it does make biblical sense. Jesus said pick up your cross and follow me. Follow me. That meant following Him to death. Today, for me, it is death to my selfish dreams. But with death in Jesus comes life. He is giving us new life to new dreams. Those dreams are centered in the Kingdom of Jesus.

It may not be moving four hours away from the only home you have ever known, but if Jesus is asking you to do something hard, run into Him. He asks us to do things that don’t make sense, but if we chose not, we miss out on the blessing of being in the center of His will. I am praying for those of you who are having to make those choices. It’s beautiful. Beautiful doesn’t mean easy, or fun. Beautiful is taking hard hits to your soul and standing back up. It’s losing everything and in return being given everything. Beautiful is just that. Beautiful.

I am so thankful for a husband willing to let me cry and pray earnestly over me. Who is allowing Jesus to do the work to provide in His plan. One blessing we have already received is a marriage that instead of drifting away has clung to rest firmly in each other. Even when the storms come. Even when our feet fail. Jesus is worth it. There are going to be long, hard roads ahead of us, but we have peace that surpasses all understanding.