I like to think I’m the sort of person who pays attention to
small details. If a frame in my house is moved ever so slightly, I will notice
it—and adjust it.
But last week, I realized I’m not as observant as I imagine.
I take the same route to work and home every day. It’s about a five-minute
drive, and I do it four times every day—morning to work, home for lunch, back
to work, and home at night.
So every day I pass the same buildings, signs, streets. One
of those days, I needed to stop by the ATM to get some cash on my way home from
work.
No big deal, right?
I pulled into the turning lane, turned left, and was about
to turn into the parking lot of my bank before I realized THE BUILDING WAS GONE.
Completely leveled.
When I got home, I asked Howell about it, and he said they’d
done that three days ago. THREE DAYS!? I’d driven by this piece of property a
dozen times without realizing it was no longer there.
A couple weeks ago, I had the privilege of hearing Stasi Eldredge
speak at our church’s Life Giving Saturday. She talked about spiritual warfare
and the enemy we face, who seeks to devour us.
In John 10:10, Jesus says “The enemy has come to steal, kill, and
destroy, but I came that you might have life abundantly.”
Jesus wants us to have an abundant, full life—but that LIFE
is going to be opposed! Sometimes, she said, we get so down on ourselves,
believing lies, or we get down because of circumstances without even realizing we’re
being opposed by the enemy.
We just accept it as normal, everyday life instead of
walking with our armor on, instead of walking in freedom.
The Lord reminded me of that as I laughed at myself for days
over the demolished building I’d missed. While I can be so attentive to details
sometimes, I can also be blind to the schemes of the enemy.
And it’s usually when I’m not paying attention—when life
gets busy or relationships get hard or I get run down—that I forget to battle.
I start believing lies instead of speaking truth. Lies about
myself—that I’m not enough or don’t measure up. Or lies about my Heavenly Dad—that
He’s not really good or He’s holding out on me.
But the Lord has called us to stand firm and to fight the
good fight of faith. Every day. Every hour. Every moment.
How about you, my friends?
Jesus already has our victory. We are more than overcomers!
Let’s get our armor on.
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